With one last thrust, he closed his eyes and pulled her to him, flattening her breasts to his massive chest. Much like Raine had done, he growled and, as his climax took him, roared his release.
She answered with her own climax, the biggest and strongest of orgasms spilling out of her to flood over his cock. Her body shook as she lost rational thought and gave in to the primal reactions taking control of her body. Rush after rush whipped through her, easing a little with each subsequent roll until her body lost its strength and she fell against Blue.
He pulled her along with him to lie on the bed. Pete and Raine joined them with Pete settling at her other side and Raine at her feet.
“Did you hear what I said?” Blue lay on his back, his attention on the ceiling, and didn’t look her way.
Was he afraid, too? If so, she’d understand. She was fearful of what she’d see in his eyes.
What did he want her to say? That she loved them back? She’d have to tell them that she didn’t and she tried. How could she say those words when she wasn’t sure she wanted to stay? But the words wouldn’t come. “I did.”
Pete took her arm, making her look at him. “It’s true, but you don’t have to say anything right now. We realize it’s a lot to take in. But understand this. That thing you’ve felt between us—” He narrowed his eyes. “And yes, we know you’ve felt it because we have. That thing is a connection between us. It’s an irresistible pull from men like us and the woman we intend to take as our mate.”
She knew what he was talking about, although she hadn’t known what to call it. Love at first sight? Supercharged lust? Whatever it was, could she trust it? Was it even possible for such a thing to exist? Yet she knew the truth in her gut.
“I-I don’t understand.” She pressed her palm to her forehead. “None of what you’re saying makes any sense. I barely know you. Any of you.”
Why was she denying it? Hadn’t she already known before she’d walked into the room?
Blue turned to her at last. “Yes, you do. You know us in your heart where it counts. Knowing the stupid things about us like what our favorite food is, or getting used to our lifestyle doesn’t matter.” He fisted his hand against his chest. “The only thing that matters is what’s in here.”
She half expected his brothers to make fun of him for sounding so romantic, but they didn’t. Instead, she saw his words reflected on their faces.
“Pete’s right. Don’t say anything yet. Just think about us. Think about how you’ve felt since the first moment you met us.” He rolled away from her. “Come on, guys. Give her a little space to think. Callie, we’re staying here for the night. All of us.”
Raine walked around the room, putting out the candles while his brothers settled around her. He joined them, not touching her and not speaking.
Darkness slowly overtook the room. She stared into the night as the moon filtered in through the sheer curtains. Within a few minutes, she heard the sounds of the men sleeping.
They love me. Holy shit.
A smile formed on her face as sleep took her away.
* * * *
Callie stretched and crawled out from between the three men who had suddenly become so important to her. She’d heard of men and women falling in love in a week or so, but she’d never thought she’d fall for not only one, but three men in the space of less than a weekend.
What am I going to do?
They hadn’t invited her to stay. Instead they’d told her she couldn’t leave, which wasn’t the same thing. Yet, if they did ask, what would her answer be? The peaceful campsite below was dotted with campfires. Couples as well as groups of people strolled around the area or sat basking in the light of the fires. A young girl’s giggles floated on the air, followed by the deeper tones of a young man. Fireflies made twinkling lights against the darkness and she sighed, pressing her hands to the windowpane.
Surely it couldn’t be this idyllic all the time? Every place, no matter how beautiful, had its darker side. Were the creatures like Scrunch the underbelly of The Hidden? But what if Scrunch was indicative of a change? What if he was a new breed of his kind? A new, kinder, gentler side of them? What if his reaching out to her was a first step toward reconciliation between the people of The Hidden and The Cursed?
Sheesh! What next, Callie? Running for office?
Red eyes blinked at her from a bush near the cabin but far enough away and uphill from the others that she doubted they noticed it. She glanced back at the sleeping men, making not-so-soft snoring sounds, then squinted into the darkness.
Was it Scrunch? Or another one of The Cursed?