Wayne didn’t flinch as he turned and walked away.
“Yep. That was too easy. Don’t know why I waited so long.” He smirked as he trudged back through the thick growth to his car.
Chapter Seven
As Melinda slowly came awake the next morning, she groaned into her pillow. She ached all over. Why? Not bothering to open her eyes, she snuggled deeper into the pillow and hugged it tight.
But it was too soft, and it didn’t smell right.
And she was naked.
Her eyes popped open as a hand landed on her bare shoulder. A huge rough male hand. In her bed…
She flipped over and sat upright, gasping for air before her mind could process where she was.
And then she let out a slow breath. Two of the sexiest men alive flanked her. Her mates.
“Shit. I forgot where I was.” Her voice was husky. She glanced down to find her chest naked, her breasts bared to both men, and immediately felt self-conscious. Grabbing the sheet to cover herself, she slinked back down onto the bed.
Trace chuckled at her side. “I think we’re past modesty.”
She narrowed her gaze. “Uh. I doubt I’ll ever be past modesty.”
“You will, hon.” Keegan’s hand landed on her belly below her breasts and stroked the undersides, instantly bringing her body to life.
She slapped his hand away and gripped the sheet above her breasts with a tight fist, groaning. “I’m not awake. Stop it.”
Trace leaned down and kissed her lips gently. “You’re talking, babe. I think you’re awake.”
“What time is it?” Damn. It was Sunday. She needed to open her store at noon. Or at least call her employees and let them know she was late.
“Ten thirty. We were up rather late.” The wry smile on Keegan’s lips made her swallow.
She threw her arm over her eyes to block out the light streaming in the window and keep herself from having to face the two men who so thoroughly devoured her last night.
Nothing blocked their scents, however. And she could feel her body quickening in their presence. Unnerving her. It hadn’t been that many hours since she’d had sex with both men.
Her muscles ached, but that didn’t stop her pussy from throbbing with renewed need.
She squeezed her legs together. “I need my cell phone. Can someone grab it from my purse? I need to call my employees. Let them know I’ll be late.”
Trace tugged her arm off her eyes. “I’ll grab it. But do you have to go to work? Can your people handle things today?”
They could. Of course they could. Her employees were competent. They’d been with her for several years. No one really needed her. But the separation from these two men might be a good idea. Help her clear her head and find her bearings.
Yes. She definitely needed her car and some time alone. “I really should go into the store, at least for a while this afternoon.”
“We’ll go with you. Check out your place.” Keegan eased from the bed as he spoke. “I’ll grab your purse.” She watched his firm naked body stroll from the room without a care in the world. Obviously modesty was not an issue for him. He had all the confidence in the world.
Shit.
That was not what she had in mind. Two burly men towering over her at work. The girls would have a field day with this new development.
Keegan came right back, handing her the purse. It was nearly impossible to ignore his enormous erection bobbing in front of him.
She flushed, glancing away as she unzipped her bag.
Still lying on her back, she opened it and then groaned. “I left my phone at Rebecca’s. It was on the counter probably from earlier in the day.”
“No problem. We’ll go there first and pick it up.” Keegan climbed back under the sheets.
“And my car. I should get my car.” She glanced back and forth between the men—already losing another piece of herself, and she’d only been awake three minutes. They scrambled her brain cells and turned her to mush. It was difficult to put thoughts together with every breath filled with their scents. “And I need to go home. I need clothes. I need a shower—”
Trace set a finger over her mouth. “Baby, slow down. We’ll get to all of that.”
She licked her lips involuntarily, her tongue touching Trace’s finger, his taste filling her senses, overloading her. She squeezed her eyes shut and pursed her lips. Intoxicating. It was the one word she kept thinking to describe this maddening union .
She squirmed between them as her body came alive of its own accord. Her breasts ached as if they were swollen. Was that from their rough handling last night? Or renewed arousal? Would she be this needy if they’d completed the claiming? It was possible the reason for her intense arousal was the incomplete mating.