Callie's Captors [Mountain Men of Montana 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (12 page)

“It doesn’t matter,” Pete whispered, but his tone carried as though he’d howled the words.

Pete glanced at him, but Blue waved him back. No matter how hard it was to keep away from her, that’s what they had to do. For now. But his inner wolf, scratching to take over, didn’t like it any better than he did.

“That’s how it is with us. When we meet the woman who’s supposed to be our mate, then we know. Sometimes in an instant, but other times it takes a little longer.” He grinned. “Even a whole day.”

She shot him a doubtful look. “So I’m the woman for all three of you?”

He finally took that step forward and was relieved when she didn’t tell him to stay where he was. “You are.”

“That’s not possible.”

Did he hear yearning in her voice? “It is. I’ve seen it. You can ask people back at camp. For us, it happens that way.”

“For us? What does that mean?”

He couldn’t tell her they were werewolves. Not until she accepted the possibility that she was meant for them. “Tell me you haven’t felt anything for us above and beyond the physical.”

She couldn’t and she wouldn’t. He had to believe that even if she didn’t trust him yet, her gut would tell her the truth.

“Is that why I can’t leave right now?”

“Yes.”

Raine shifted back and forth on his feet and Pete cleared his throat. Blue could sense the beasts inside them, pacing, waiting. Like him, they knew there were more reasons, but wasn’t love the most important one? The fact that it wasn’t The Time for Leaving or that they weren’t sure if the portal was still there didn’t matter. All that mattered was getting her to trust them and to realize she belonged with them.

“So? Are we doing a photo shoot or what?”

“Yeah, Blue. We are. Pete, move onto that rock over there.”

She’d decided to accept what they’d said for now. But he knew she’d want a better explanation later. She’d need time to process the information he’d thrown at her, yet compared to other women he’d heard about, she was handling it well.

He motioned to Pete to get going. Pete clambered on top of the flat rock and stretched out, his cock erect and flying.

“How’s this?”

She clicked a photo then hurried to another position to take one more. “Perfect. And you’re okay with my showing these photos off? Would you be all right with my putting them in an exhibit? Maybe to sell?”

Pete’s eyebrows shot up. “I guess. But you have to promise me something.”

Blue almost laughed when she puffed out her exasperation.

“What is it with you guys and promises? Now what do I have to promise?”

“You have to swear you won’t get jealous. Once you show the photos of me to your girlfriends, they’re going to want to know where to find me. You make sure you tell them that I’m a one-woman man and that you’re the one woman.”

He should’ve told his brother to stop pushing, but when he saw her hesitation and when she didn’t answer, he couldn’t help but feel encouraged.

Pete sat up and flexed his muscles. “Is this a good pose?”

Before she could answer, Raine jumped on top of the rock and pushed Pete off. He yelped as he fell to the ground and Callie laughed. Blue dashed past them and into the pool as Callie regrouped and started taking more shots.

“Let’s get all three of you in the water.” She waved her arm, directing his brothers to join him. They posed, Raine and Pete with their backs to Blue, who stood in the middle with his hands clasped behind his back.

* * * *

Callie didn’t know what to think. Did she believe what Blue had told her? She couldn’t, could she? Every time she’d let her guard down, trusting in people who’d made promises to her, she’d always ended up getting hurt. Did she dare let the men into her heart? They were different, but was what they’d told her real?

She was afraid to take that risk, but a part of her ached to do so. Was that because this was the one time her heart wouldn’t get hurt? If she could believe, would she finally gain the love and the home she’d wanted her entire life? Wasn’t that worth the risk?

Could they love her so fast? Did she care for them?

She’d never been one of those girls who thought her white knight would arrive to make her life complete. And love at first sight? That bullshit was for hopeless romantics.

Wasn’t it?

Her mind whirled and her heart ached, needing answers to her questions. But taking the photos helped. Not only did it take her mind off what he’d told her, leaving it for later when she was alone and could think it through, but it was giving her shots any other woman photographer, professional or amateur, would kill for.

Wow, but they’re amazing.

She’d taken pictures of bodybuilders, models, and actors, men who made it their profession to look good, but the Deacon brothers put them to shame. Their muscles glistened as the droplets of water coasted down their hard chests and ripped stomachs. The water reached their lean waists, but she could still see their hard cocks through the clear water. Each was lined with blue-purple veins and capped with a bulbous end that begged her to lick it. Raine’s and Pete’s cocks were curved, but she doubted Blue’s would fail to find her sweet spot. She almost regretted her sexual romps with Pete and Raine because she hadn’t taken the time to feast on their cocks.

I’ll make sure I suck them the next time.

She paused, then went straight into the next shot as the men turned and gave her their backs to admire. They had the broadest shoulders she’d ever seen and her fingers itched to slide over their skin. Or to pinch their firm, round asses.

The next time?

If it were up to the Deacon men, there’d be a next time. But did she want that?

Hell, yeah.

She bit her lip. After giving them hell when she thought they were playing a sex game with her, now she was ready for more. Was she a hypocrite? Or was it her turn to choose the game?

Again, she felt the yearning to believe them. If they’d really fallen for her, could she refuse them? She’d be a fool not to want them. Her mouth watered at the idea.

She stopped, letting herself feel more than think the answers to the questions that could change her life forever.

Do I trust them? Yes.

Do I believe them? Yes.

Do I care for them?

The part of her that had been hurt so many times before tried to tell her to keep herself safe, to not fall victim to another lie. She swallowed, her nerves threatening to send her into flight mode again. But when her gaze fell on the men again, she had her answer.

Yes. As crazy as it is, I do care for them. How the hell did that happen?

She smiled, her nerves settling as the warmth that filled her heart overtook all her doubts.

Who cares how as long as it did?

“Guys, go over there by the waterfall.”

They did as she asked, pushing and shoving each other to get the best position. She liked how one minute they acted like men and then, in the next, they were three boys roughhousing with each other.

“Let the waterfall run over your bodies.”

They treaded water, but managed to keep their shoulders above the surface. Moving under the stream, they did their best to strike poses that were straight out of a sex magazine. She held the camera up and started taking pictures.

Holy hell. I couldn’t have found three more delectable-looking men if I’d ordered them for Christmas.

Blue closed his eyes and held back his head. Running his palms over his shaved head made his arms flex and he opened his mouth, closed his eyes, and adopted an expression that had her pussy clenching with need.

Is that what his face looks like when he comes?

She trembled. Didn’t she want to find out?

Hell, yeah, I do.

Raine reached up and copied his brother. But instead of opening his mouth and closing his eyes, he stared straight at her. The animalistic glint in his eyes made her fumble with the camera. His biceps jumped as he put on a wicked smile.

Or is it triceps? Whichever it is, he’s fucking sexy as hell.

Pete rubbed his chest, pretending to wash himself as he tossed quick glances at her. Water coursed over their bodies as the mist from the splashes formed a haze around them.

These photos are going to be awesome.

But she wanted even more. “Okay, I’ve got it. Come back out of the water and get close to the trees.”

They came out of the pool, like a trio of Poseidons. Water ran down their long limbs and made sparkling highlights against their tanned skin. She watched, entranced as they lined up with the woods as their background.

Her mouth watered and she licked her lips. Daring to make the move, she lowered the camera and let out a long breath. “Stroke your cocks.”

“What?”

“You heard me, Raine. Pleasure yourselves.”

They took a moment to check with each other then took their cocks in their hands. “Okay, boys. Let’s show her what we’ve got.”

“Yeah. Like Pete said. Give me your best.”

Blue began slowly, all the while keeping his eyes on her. He slid his hand along his length and leaned against a tree.

Raine was more in a hurry. He cupped his balls with one hand while he pumped his cock. Groaning, he planted his feet apart and faced directly forward.

She squinted into the camera. Was it the light, or did all of them have bits of amber in their eyes? She’d seen it before, but it wasn’t important to ask what it was right now. Hell, she was surprised that she could even think with them in their naked-and-beyond-gorgeous states.

She clicked off several pictures before pointing the camera toward Pete. He had his back against a tree like Blue and jerked his cock. Placing his other hand in front of his cock, he worked his hips back and forth, jabbing into his palm.

Sweat broke out along her hairline. Her thoughts jumbled together, refusing to think as she watched them work their dicks.

“This would be a lot more fun if you’d join us.”

“Shut up, Pete. She needs time,” admonished Blue.

Think.

But it was only her body talking now. A primal urge deep inside her had awakened, taking control, making the rush of powerful sensations ride her along its wave. She started forward, her mouth watering as she wondered what they’d taste like. Then, as the idea came to her, she stopped and lowered the camera to the ground.

“Stay.”

Swaying as seductively as she could, she walked over to the rock the men had posed on and climbed up. She faced them, the heat from the flat surface no match for the heat already firing her body. Giving them a sultry look, she pulled the skirt of her dress to her waist.

As one, they gaped at her. When Raine took a step her way, she held up her hand. “I said stay.”

They’d tied her up and told her to stay where she was, denying her the right to leave. But now it was her turn to make demands.

The longing she saw in their eyes was almost enough to break her resolve. But she had another idea in mind. Tossing her hair back, she slid her hand between her legs and found her wet pussy.

“Aw, hell. She’s torturing us.” Pete quickened his hand.

“Payback is a bitch, you know.” Yet when she took her hand away, Raine hurriedly added, “I’m not calling you a bitch. Shit. You know what I mean.”

“I sure do.” She put her hand back then lay back as she pulled her folds apart. “Ooh, I’m so nice and pink. And wet.”

Blue groaned as she thrust a finger into her pussy then pulled it out and sucked it dry. “You’re killing me.”

“Us. She’s killing us, man,” added Raine.

She stroked herself, rubbing her middle finger over her throbbing clit. Thinking of how Raine had awakened her, with his tongue on her, she sped up, going faster until she was panting with the effort.

Damn, how I want to fuck them.

But playing her game was best for now. “Harder, Blue. I want to see your cum shooting out.”

He did as she wanted, his face a mask of determination. “Tell me I’m going to get to fuck you.”

She chuckled. “I’ll think about it.” Lifting one eyebrow, she added, “Maybe I’ll let all three of you have me at the same time. Would you like that, guys?”

“It’s what we want most.”

Pete’s hungry tone surprised her.

She gave them a look that promised everything, yet teased that she might take it away in the next moment. She wanted them as much as they wanted her, but she would decide how and when.

For the first time in her life, she trusted herself enough to trust someone else completely.

They wanted her alone and together. She mewled as a small orgasm sprang free. Having the three Deacon brothers licking, biting, sucking on her as she took their cocks was beyond comprehension.

She circled her finger over and around her clit as she slid her hand under the top of her dress to pinch her nipple. Sounds of need and desire surrounded her and she realized that her own voice added to the mix.

Pete’s mouth was slack as he pumped his cock. Pre-cum oozed from the tip, and again, she imagined how it would taste. Raine’s expression was similar as he worked his cock, his climax drawing near. Blue’s face, on the other hand, was set and determined as though he were trying to hold on for as long as he could.

She pushed her finger against the hard nub between the tiny folds and moved her hand as fast as she could. The first small orgasm she’d had was only the beginning and the turmoil inside her was barreling frantically toward the end. Keeping her nipple between her two fingers, she twisted it and longed to have one of the men’s teeth giving her the pain.

Pete groaned, the grounded-out sound changing to a roar as he came. His cum shot out, falling to the green forest floor. Seconds later, Raine cried out and his body jerked out his release. Blue held on, but his face was growing tighter, heralding his fading control.

“Do you want me, Blue?”

He groaned, his features tightening more. “Hell, yeah.”

“But you can’t have me. Not yet.” She felt more powerful and in control than she had since she’d fallen into the pit. Than she ever had. Didn’t that alone prove that they were right for her? That she was truly meant for them? Their love freed her from all the horrible things she’d gone through in her life. At last, she was truly free.