Shades of Ménage : A Dystopian Romance Ménage & Post Catastrophic Romance Ménage Boxed Set Series - Ultimate Four-Book Collection (18 page)

How would it be to have several men’s hands all over her or their cocks plunging inside her?

Callie shook her head and splashed some water on her hot pussy.

She had to stop thinking like this.

She couldn’t give into this newly evoked Claiming Law no matter how much she wanted to stop running and no matter how much she craved protection and safety from the mad scientist who was after her.

Staying here put Luke in grave danger.

And yet…how could she part with him now that he’d found her?

She gazed longingly at the open doorway of the cabin wishing he would walk out of there right now. Walk naked in the moon-glow toward her, his large cock swollen with need, his balls hard and full. He’d drag her from the pond throw her onto the ground and ruthlessly fuck her until she was screaming her love for him.

She shivered as she remembered the way he’d looked at her that night he’d first arrived at the cabin. His hot gaze had awakened long dormant desires that had only gotten worse over the past few days.

If you leave, I’ll hunt you down until I find you and rest assured I’ll make you mine in every sense of the word. Do you understand what I’m saying, Callie? You’re mine.

His hot promise rang in her ears and she suddenly imagined that she was running through the woods, Luke hot on her heels.

She could hear his aroused breaths, the pounding of his feet hitting the ground as his powerful legs carried him closer.

She knew she couldn’t outrun him. Knew she wanted him to catch her.

To claim her.

His hot hands wrapped around her naked waist, grabbing her, pulling her to the cool ground.

“
I’m going to claim you, Callie. I’m going to slide my cock into you and spoil you for any man who dares to try to claim you.”

Shivering at his words, she whimpered as his long fingers slid her pussy lips apart. A calloused thumb grated the tense bundle of nerves making her cry out.

Her vaginal muscles clenched and she slid a finger between her labia and began a slow torturous massage of her clit.

Oh, yes, this feels so good.

Throwing her head back, she gasped into the mild night air.

Her thighs tightened as she imagined wrapping her legs around Luke’s waist.

Her belly quivered as she pushed her stomach against his.

Water splashed around her as her finger quickened upon the swollen bundle of nerves.

The familiar stirrings of lust deepened.

Then Luke’s cock would slide into her.

One deep thrust was all she would need. He’d bury himself to the hilt, his hard balls slapping her flesh.

Callie whimpered at the vision of Luke’s thick penis disappearing into her tiny slit.

She tensed.

Oh, yes! Luke! Yes!

Her fingers were slick with the warmth of her pussy juices making it easier to slide over and over her aching clit.

Quickly slipping her other hand between her legs, she thrust two fingers inside her wet vagina.

The climax was instantaneous.

Washing over her in a brutal wave of lust, making her cry out at the sudden violent impact.

When it was over, Callie’s breath burst harshly from her lungs.

Masturbating had taken off the edge.

But she knew it wouldn’t last. Already the familiar ache for another release was building deep inside her.

Soon she’d want Luke.

And she knew she wouldn’t be able to stop him if he wanted her back.

* * * * *

Luke groaned his frustration as he spied on Callie masturbating in the pond. Something had awakened him earlier and he’d opened his eyes just in time to see her open the door and slip outside.

He’d cursed his slowness as he’d struggled out of bed and had managed to get to the doorway just in time to see her slipping naked into the pond.

She glowed like a goddess in the moonlight.

His abdomen had clenched as her hand slipped between her legs and she thrust her head back to cry out her release.

Oh man. She needed to be fucked good and hard. That would put an end to her midnight escapades to the pond.

But all he could do was watch helplessly as she brought herself off.

Soon though. Soon he would be strong enough to have her.

* * * * *

Callie noticed immediately that Luke was acting strangely the next morning.

As she checked his bandages, he inspected her more intensely than usual. And when she brought him breakfast in bed, he struggled into a seated position and fed himself as if he hadn’t been seriously injured only a short time ago.

Strength was returning to him faster than she’d anticipated.

“
Heard you get up in the middle of the night,” he said after he polished off the feathery scrambled eggs and two fat slices of her homemade bread.

“
I was hot.”

He grinned with amusement.

Oh, shoot—bad choice of words.

“
Did you go for a swim?”

Her eyes widened in surprise.

Easy girl, don’t panic. He’s just asking you a simple question.

“
Actually, yes.”

He nodded and helped himself to a third slice of bread, which she’d liberally spread with the last of the butter and sprinkled with sugar.

“
Was it nice?”

“
What?”

“
The swim. What did you think I was talking about?” His grin widened and she held her breath, as his eyes turned a lusty black.

“
You know, I was just thinking,” he continued, his gaze capturing hers. “I never realized what a wonderful view we have from the door of our cabin.”

He knew!

He’d watched her masturbate last night!

Heat fused through her veins and she wanted to rip her clothes off and straddle Luke.

“
And those night noises sound awesome.”

Callie cleared her throat trying hard to break his mesmerizing gaze upon her. She couldn’t.

“
I…I hadn’t noticed.”

Liar!

“
Maybe tonight I can join you…for a swim.”

Oh. My. Goodness. That was an invitation if she ever heard one.

“
It’s too soon.”

Too soon to fuck?
His eyes seemed to question.

Desire roared inside her. The desire to kiss him. The desire to make love to him and tell him they were married.

Only she couldn’t tell him. He’d never believe her. He’d laugh at her and think it was a cheap trick to get him to have sex with her.

“
I…I have to go and get some more water. You rest.”

Rest for tonight?
A tiny voice whispered in her ear.

Before he could say anything else, she grabbed the tray with the breakfast dishes, practically threw them onto the counter, seized a couple of empty pails and rushed outside.

Shutting the door behind her, she dropped the pails and wiped away the perspiration beading her forehead.

Gosh! Was she reading too much into things? Had he in fact seen her masturbating in the pond?

He hadn’t said so, but the way he’d looked at her and the way he’d talked insinuated that he had.

Oh, boy.

And he’d said he wanted to go for a swim tonight.

What exactly did that mean?

That he wanted to swim? Or, to fuck?

Her pussy burned with the idea of finally having Luke between her legs. Her mind however screamed it was too soon.

There were secrets between them. Secrets she needed to explain.

In the end, she growled her frustration, grabbed her pails and headed to the nearby stream.

Chapter
Five

Luke chuckled and leaned back against the pillows, trying hard to ignore the twist of pain lancing through his shoulder.

He enjoyed teasing Callie. Enjoyed getting her all hot and bothered as they rediscovered themselves after the years of being apart.

And tonight he meant to do a whole hell of a lot more exploring.

A scorching fire built inside him at that idea, a fire that could be extinguished only in one way.

Making love to Callie.

* * * * *

As it turned out, they couldn’t go for a swim that night for it began to drizzle in the early evening.

An easy truce had been formed between them when Callie had returned with the buckets of water. For the rest of the day they played cards, laughed carefree and forgot all about their troubles.

By late evening, Luke’s eyelids were drooping with sleep and Callie silently cursed herself for taking advantage of him. She should have made him take a few naps during the day, but she’d enjoyed his easygoing company so much. He hadn’t so much as mentioned the years they’d lost between them and hadn’t asked any more questions about her stay at the government labs or the fact she was a hunted woman.

Nighttime quickly draped over their tiny cabin and with it came a thunderstorm that had Callie shaking on the couch with every thunderous crash.

He must have seen her shivering in the candle glow because suddenly he called out from the bed, “You still afraid of storms?”

“
No,” she lied and flipped through an old romance she’d found on the bookshelf.

“
Come hop into bed with me. I’ll protect you from the storm.”

Yeah, but who will protect me from you?
she wanted to call back.

Another ear-splitting crash had her scrambling from the couch and diving into bed with him so fast, she hadn’t even realized she’d done it until his warm, hard body curled along her entire backside.

Lust shot through her like a beautiful blade as he covered the sheet over both of them and the impressive length of his thick cock pressed between her panty-covered ass cheeks.

“
Are you okay?”

“
Yes,” her voice sounded so sultry. Too sultry.

He chuckled against the back of her head.

“
What’s so funny?”

“
The lab hasn’t changed you much. You’re still the same woman I fell in love with, baby.”

His endearment had her heart picking up a mad pace.

She sighed as his fingers sifted through her short hair and his warm breath whispered along the nape of her neck igniting a torturous burn deep inside her pussy.

Oh, boy, she was so ready for his cock to sink into her, it wasn’t even funny.

“
Try to sleep, Callie.”

Her eyes popped open.

Sleep? Was he serious?

How could she sleep with him lying beside her?

She didn’t want to sleep. She wanted action.

Thunder crackled ominously overhead making the bed shiver beneath them. She burrowed deeper against him.

Darnit! Not that kind of action!

He groaned softly into her ear. His hips shifted slightly and his cock lodged harder along the crack of her ass cheeks.