Commando Cowboys Entice Their Beauty [Wyoming Warriors 6] by Paige Cameron Page B

safe. She’d gotten much closer to both of them in the past few days. They’d accepted her immediately as a shape-shifter and they were open about their feelings regarding her. She’d been surprised Raoul had agreed to slow down. This gave her a chance to see another side of him.
    Jewel thought she might like a threesome marriage with them. As she’d told her dad, she wanted to be herself and have what she saw her other friends had, husbands and a home. The idea of Raoul and Aleron loving her was exciting, but to wed them meant forever. Would their marriage last, or might jealousy break them apart? They were all three shape-shifters. She hadn’t heard of that type of union before. In Rae’s marriage there was only one shifter, Garth.
    “I thought you wanted to eat. You’re standing here staring into space, and I have the steaks and potatoes done.” Raoul held up the plate with the steaks and went to get the spuds out of the oven.
    “I’m almost finished. You have the two items I’m most interested in.”
    “Keep cutting those vegetables for the salad. They’re good for you.”
    “Yes, Mother.”
    Raoul came behind her and nuzzled her neck. She shivered and laughed then pulled away. “I’m ticklish.”
    “Oh, honey, you should never have told me that secret.” His gray eyes glistened like silver. “We’re going to have more fun after dinner.”
    “Not if you can’t catch me,” she teased.
    Once the salad was done, Raoul poured them each a glass of dark red wine. He sat and raised his glass. “To us and Aleron. May we be happy and fruitful.”
    “Fruitful?”
    “Don’t you want children?”
    “In a few years. My painting is my baby for now.”
    “Hmmm, we’ll change your mind. You can have both. We’ll hire someone to help with the children.”
    “Maybe. I haven’t decided if I want to get married.”
    She saw the flash of disappointment in his eyes. “Have you thought about the fact we know of no other shape-shifters in a three-way marriage where they’re all shifters? How do we know our animals won’t get jealous?”
    “That’s only because there hasn’t been a female shape-shifter for the shifters to wed.”
    “Do you know what might have happened to send my great-grandmother and my grandmother into hiding?” Jewel took a bite of her steak. It was so good. She ate quickly, not realizing at first that Raoul hadn’t answered her question.
    “Most of us know, and it was a shameful time for our tribe.”
    “Will you tell me?” Jewel asked.
    “If you promise to keep an open mind.”
    Jewel studied him. His body had tensed, and his eyes were a smoky gray. He held his lips firm and tight together. This wasn’t something he wanted to disclose.
    “I’ll try and keep my mind open. I think I deserve the answer as it affected my mother’s life.”
    “Enjoy your meal. We’ll talk afterward.”
    Jewel cleaned her plate in record time. “I was starving. You’re a good cook.”
    Raoul grinned. “That was the extent of my cooking repertoire.”
    “I’ll clean up.”
    “No,” Raoul said. “We’ll dump it all in the dishwasher and have an after-dinner drink by the fireplace. Then, if you insist, I’ll tell you what happened to the women shifters in our tribe when my great-grandparents were alive.”
    They both loaded the dishwasher, and Jewel went into the great room to sit in front of the fire. Raoul followed with two small bowl-shaped glasses with golden liquid in the bottom.
    “Cognac, I hope you like brandy.”
    “I do. Thank you.” Jewel sipped her drink. Raoul looked uneasy and unhappy. She put her glass down on a nearby table and went to him. He looked up at her in surprise. “Can I sit in your lap?”
    “Anytime, sweetheart.” He placed his goblet to the side and opened his arms. Then, when she sat down, he enclosed her in his embrace.
    She took a long breath of his scent and kissed his neck. His arms tightened.
    “What are we doing here? I have to warn you, you’re