One tempting heiress. Two sexy cowboys. Three means fun beyond her wildest dreams-until her Cord starts to unravel. A Midsummer Night's Steam story Thoroughbred rancher's daughter Caitlyn Culver has always wanted playboy Cord Daily, even after her daddy threatened to bankrupt him. But winning a racehorse in a poker game means Cord is no longer just a cattle rancher. He's come back wealthier and more wicked than ever. Snaring this cowboy won't be easy for Cait, and keeping him will be even harder. Still, his sexual antics and taste for menages won't scare her off. She knows the best way to snag a man like Cord is to pretend indifference. So when he comes onto her in the barn, she plays along-only to leave him tied to a ladder, aroused and unfulfilled. It's payback time. Cord seeks out Cait and brings along his playboy cousin, Dolan Crane. The two cowboys are enough to set her body afire. She's bound and determined to resist their sexual allure, but ends up experiencing a night beyond her wildest fantasies. Now Dolan wants Cait for himself. Cait's father wants Cord's racehorse. And Cord wants Caitlyn to choose-her father's money or her cowboy's love. Warning, this title contains the following: explicit sex, graphic language, menage a trois, and BDSM.

Marking one's territory was never so naughty? Dolan would love to hate the new veterinarian who's horning in on his territory. But the flame-haired fantasy come true makes his body burn with just a smile. The smart thing to do is forget about her, so perhaps a threesome arranged by his old college buddy is just what he needs to get her out of his head. Divorcee Tracy Marx has moved to Santa Ysabel to start a new practice and maybe find someone to take her outside the boundaries of vanilla sex. Instead she finds trouble in the form of a cowboy whose dark, sexy gaze lights her up and could also destroy any chance of success. The best thing to do is stay far, far away from him. When Dolan shows up for the promised night of fantasy, he's shocked to find Tracy has traded her medical bag for a bustier and bondage. Tracy would like nothing better than to slap that smirk right off his face, but the prospect of being sandwiched between two men is impossible to resist even if one of them is her adversary. Besides, no one calls her chicken.