Eight years ago, Royce convinced himself that sweet, innocent Taryn wasn't ready for the rough, controlling sex he and Clint crave. Now the blond spitfire is taking care of business and dialing their number. But the first touch leaves Royce wondering if they're ready for her. Clint has been chomping at the bit to get his hands on Taryn. One night, and he'll know the feel of taming the defiancé simmering in her eyes. When she tumbles into his arms, he's got her where he wants her. So why does he feel like a caught man? Taryn waited eight years to go after what she wants. She's kept her distance from the Shelton brothers, biding her time for the right moment to toss her rope. Lassoing the pair of rugged cowboys for a night of pleasure that bucks the edge of erotic madness is easy. The fun is in keeping them.