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Frantically, she thought back to what she’d said. Then it clicked.

She smiled.

Son of a bitch
.

“
I love you, Luke Outlaw!” she cried out.

Those were the magic words.

His control disintegrated.

He plunged deeper than he’d ever thrust before and she shattered.

Waves of ecstasy overloaded her.

She jerked as she exploded.

The sultry sensations making her cry out, making her dig her fingers into the mattress while he thrust into her good and hard.

Agonized groans spilled from him followed by a gurgled cry and then hot jets of his sperm spurt deep into her.

When they both had finished climaxing, he kept his thick cock buried deep inside her pussy and guided her down onto the bed where they remained joined and lay gasping.

“
I want you to say it to me every day for the rest of our lives,” he breathed.

The rest of their lives. That’s all she ever wanted. All she’d ever dreamed.

* * * * *

“
Callie?” His fingers wiped the tangles of her damp hair off her perspiring face.

They’d made love over and over.

And now they were both spent.

His shoulder was aching like a bitch, but Luke’s mind was racing.

He was getting stronger. Fucking her senseless proved it.

Soon they would have to leave their little love nest.

They needed to decide what to do and where they would go.

“
You awake?” he prodded.

She moaned and her eyes blinked open.

“
We have to talk, sweetie.”

Confusion etched her flushed face. “Talk? About what?”

“
We can’t live here forever. It isn’t safe for you. I’ve been thinking that we should maybe go back to the main farm and get a truck and try to escape to Canada.”

She stiffened, a deep sadness washing into her blue eyes.

“
Canada?”

“
I’ve been there on several fishing trips when I was younger. We could find a way to cross the border. My brother Cade, he’d have some contacts with the authorities. He’s a bounty hunter now. He could get us some false papers. We could head north into the Canadian wilderness. There’s not much of a population deep in the northern woods. We could live off the land. We could build our own log cabin, just like this one.”

The more he talked the more he liked his plan.

“
But what about your brothers? You all are so close. What about Tyler? We have to find a way to help him. And I can’t leave Laurie to those Barlow bastards. And the Outlaw farm? Who will help Colter and Mac and Cade run it, if you take off? And what about our ranch? What will happen to our house?”

Shit!
He hadn’t thought about all that stuff.

“
It’s too dangerous for you here with this new Claiming Law, Callie. We can’t hide you forever out at the farm. People come and go all the time. It’s a business. And you can’t hide in the house all the time. You’ll go nuts. Someone will see you. The government will take you away. I can’t fight them. I’m broke, and the farm and this land is mortgaged to the hilt. I won’t lose you, Callie. I won’t lose you again.”

Anxiety at losing her only made his heart beat frantically. Made his wounded shoulder stiffen with pain.

She reached up and stroked his chin. The sadness in her eyes only deepened, and it sent shards of alarm racing through him.

“
Luke…we… I have to tell you something. I…”

He brushed his lips along her mouth stopping her cold. From the anguish twisting her face, he instinctively knew he didn’t want to hear what she wanted to tell him.

“
Don’t, Callie. Don’t say a word. I don’t want to know.”

Desperation slammed into him.

Maybe he should tell her about his alternative plan. It had been kicking around at the back of his head. It was something dark and yet oddly exciting, too. Something he’d never actually thought he’d ever hear himself say.

“
There might be another way to keep you protected. I could ask my brothers to help me to claim you.”

He held his breath, cursing silently for bringing up the subject.

She stared back at him. Emotions brewing in her eyes he just couldn’t put a name to.

Maybe he’d just lost her with that suggestion. Maybe he was idiot for even considering giving into the Claiming Law.

“
I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.”

She touched trembling fingertips to his lips. A look of utter devastation flooded her eyes.

“
I can’t…not until…”

His fingers quickly found her engorged clitoris and his lips breezed across her mouth again.

“
Just relax and enjoy this,” he whispered.

He didn’t want to hear it. Not now. Not ever.

She closed her eyes and nodded.

It took him very little time to put a sensuous smile back onto her face.

Chapter Seven

Their last lovemaking session had been even more beautiful than the ones they’d shared earlier in the day and last night, Luke thought as he dipped the bucket into the cool stream then hauled it out. He winced as a wicked pain nudged through his wounded shoulder reminding him he still had a long way to go before his shoulder healed.

Fucking Callie hadn’t helped his wound, but it sure had helped his aching cock.

He grinned despite the pain in his shoulder and focused his thoughts onto Callie. There was a primitive wildness in her.

A carnal eroticism he’d unleashed inside her.

And there was something troubling her, too. Something she wanted to tell him.

He didn’t want to know.

He wanted them to be happy.

He’d give her a little time to get used to the idea of a possible Claiming. Of course, there was that major drawback of a one-month waiting period where any other groups of available men could fuck her, but that wouldn’t happen.

If she agreed to the Claiming, he had a plan to get rid of that one-month waiting period, and keep her safe from the government’s clutches.

The water washing against his hand as he allowed the bucket to fill, reminded him of her pussy juices.

The way it always gushed down her channel and onto his tongue and into his mouth was unbelievable. She had so much pleasure juices to give him. And the taste of her cream was even sweeter than he’d recalled from years back.

She tasted as sweet and as thick as honey.

No, she tasted better than honey.

His brothers would be very pleased.

That is, only if she agreed to a Claiming.

He remembered the soft velvety feel of her pussy lips as he’d sucked the throbbing flesh into his mouth. Loved the way she’d whimpered and moaned when he’d attached those nipple clamps to her rock-hard tips. Most of all he loved the erotic tightness of her pussy due to the butt plug buried in her luscious ass.

After making love to her for the rest of the day, he’d left her tangled in the sheets, whispering to her to keep that butt plug buried in her ass until he told her to remove it. It would keep her muscles wide, stretched and prepared for him.

And for the Claiming.

Hoisting the heavy bucket from the stream, he headed back toward the cabin when he saw it.

Behind the cabin.

On the top of the cliffs.

A metallic glint.

He froze.

Someone was up there.

* * * * *

Callie wrapped the sheets around her nakedness and stumbled out of the bed to pick up her clothing.

She couldn’t believe she’d actually been able to keep the two one-inch scars on her abdomen hidden from Luke. He’d tried touching her abdomen a couple of times but she’d managed to distract him. He’d even pulled the sheets off of her.

She thought he’d see them but thankfully he hadn’t. But it was only a matter of time before he did. Then the questions would follow. And the devastating betrayal he’d feel.

Callie sighed heavily.

She didn’t want to tell him what happened to her in the lab. But she had to.

If she agreed to the Claiming, the government would probably have records about what the scientist had done to her during that last experiment.

Luke would find out.

She had to tell him.

When he came back from the creek, she’d confess.

She’d confess everything.

If he still wanted her then she’d agree to the Claiming.

A shiver of excitement nudged away her fear.

Being fucked by Luke and his brothers had been something she’d never imagined she would do.

Sure, she’d fantasized a ménage à trois.

But it had only been fantasy.

She’d never taken it seriously.

Until now.

Luke’s sharp curse as he burst through the door made shards of fear slice up her spine.

“
We’ve got company,” he said as he stomped over to the back door they’d opened earlier to let some cool air inside the cabin.

“
What do you mean, company?” Callie gasped as she rushed over to join him.

“
Stay to the side. I don’t want him to see you.”

Sweet Lord, please let Luke be wrong.

She took a peek out the door and immediately relaxed.

“
I don’t see anyone.”

“
He’s there. I saw a glint off a rifle.”

“
Are you sure?”

“
Seen enough glints off metal when I’ve been out hunting with my brothers.”

“
Do you think it might be one of your brothers?”

“
Can’t think of a reason they’d be up on the cliffs. They’d be coming in from the front. Most likely by the road.”

“
How many do you think are up there?” She braved another look at the gray cliffs and still saw nothing.

“
Just one… I hope.”

Terror washed over her. All she could think of doing was running. Getting as far away from here as possible.

“
Should we leave? Maybe head for your brothers’ farm?”

“
From that vantage point he’s got the perfect layout of the cabin, the yard and the surrounding meadows. If we run, he’d pick me off as if I was a turkey at a turkey shoot. And you… Where’s your gun?”

Callie frowned. Her knees trembled.

Shoot! Where had she put her gun? She’d been so involved with their lovemaking she hadn’t even given her gun a second thought.

Quickly she gazed around the room and spotted it on the night table.

“
I see it.”

He nodded, and then looked back up at the cliffs.

“
Where’s your gun?” she asked.

He lifted the back of his shirt and she saw it pressed against his lower back, the gun handle sticking out from where he’d jammed it into the waistband of his pants.

Thank goodness, he wasn’t careless leaving it lying around.

“
So, what should we do? Sit here and wait for him or them to come and get us?” Callie gripped the sheet tighter around her nakedness. “That plan won’t work for me. I’d rather chance us getting shot. Go to the Outlaw farm.”