Deep Dark Mire (An FBI Romance Thriller ~ book four) (64 page)

Elizabeth was amused. Here was a very large Native man, hair no longer pulled back, carrying a woman on his back. Yeah, no one would ever notice that. She grinned and held on
, trying to not break into outrageous laughter.

Whitefox walked right in,
nodding at the woman behind the counter.

When she went to speak, Elizabeth held her finger to her lips, and then they were off
, racing up the stairs. They cleared all three doctors’ rooms and only had three left to freedom. When they heard the click of a doorknob, they knew they needed to hurry or the jig was up.

                                *   *   *

Ethan sat at the little table in their room and was working. Of course he was, because much like his life before his wife, he was a compulsive workaholic. Now that he was alone again, Blackhawk didn’t know what to do but work. So first step was to revert back to his bachelor ways and order Chinese and then dive headfirst into scanning tech reports from the bombing. Anything to distract himself from the obvious; he was incredibly lonely.

If his wife knew he was still working, she’d kick his ass. He looked at his watch and wondered if
Elizabeth would think he was insane if he called again or just plain desperate.

That’s when he heard it.
There was a slight click of someone inserting a key into his lock. Automatically, he went into protection mode, hitting the lights, and grabbing his gun. Moving off into the corner with the most protection, he waited as the door opened and there was a shuffling sound.

Quickly
, he hit the lights and stepped out with his gun aimed at the sound.

“Ethan!” giggled his wife, as she stared at the nose of his Glock. “I didn’t think you’d try to shoot me,” she winked.

His gun came down and his wife attacked. She ran at him and jumped up wrapping her legs around his waist. “Baby, what are you doing here?” he asked, looking over at his brother who was grinning.

“We broke out,” she answered, leaving kisses across his face until
she found his mouth, and he kissed her back.

God, he wished her there and she appeared. Her being wrapped around the front of him was the most amazing feeling in the entire world. No, her kissing him was the most amazing feeling.

Elizabeth broke away and stared into his blue black eyes. “We missed you and couldn’t stay away.” She buried her face in his neck and just enjoyed the scent of his cologne. It was like finding her way home.

Blackhawk
glanced over her shoulder at his brother. Whitefox was leaning against the wall and grinning at them both. “I missed you both.” Ethan moved towards his brother and they sandwiched Elizabeth between them. “I was sitting here as miserable as I’ve ever been, without you two.”

“We’re here now,” answered
Callen.

Elizabeth kissed her husband again,
and then kissed Callen. “I can’t wait to just curl up with the two sexiest men in the world, but after I take a shower. Do you know how many germs are in hospitals?” she shuddered.

“Great
and you tell me that after you just shared them and spread them all over me?” laughed her husband.

“Be glad, I had them spread all over me in the cab
ride over here,” added his brother.

“You loved every damn second of it
! Who the hell are you kidding, Callen?” she retorted.

Ethan lowered her gently to her feet. “Go shower baby, we’ll be here when you come out.”

Elizabeth turned and ran her hands up Callen’s body, until he was completely tense, and then she pulled him down to her mouth by handfuls of his hair. It was a scorching kiss, and she enjoyed every second of it. The man had some spectacular oral skills.

Next she turned around and did the same thing
to Ethan, except this time she pulled his hair free of the hair tie and ran her fingers through the black silkiness. When he went hard against her body and hands wandered, she pulled away breathlessly. “So much better without your hair pulled back.”

Elizabeth winked at both of them and went to pull some clothing from her suitcase. “See you soon, boys.”

The men watched every move she made. “Sex?” asked Blackhawk, not looking away from the bathroom door.

“Uh huh, but I think we need to teach the
vixen a little lesson. She likes to torment, but I think she needs to see what it feels like to be the victim for a change.”

He looked over at his brother. “I think you’
re right, but we need to be extra gentle. She does have a concussion.”

Whitefox mulled it over, as he heard the shower go on. “How about this?” he said, explaining his plan.

Blackhawk laughed. “Perfect. You shower first. I’ll put out the ‘
Do Not Disturb’
sign.”

H
e grinned wickedly at his brother. It was like being young men again, and out to cause hell. Just this time it was going to be far more enjoyable. Instead of raising hell on the Rez, they planned on dedicating all their wild ways to the woman who stole their hearts.

                                *   *   *

Agent Tori Christensen
and Julian Littlemoon lugged their gear back to their rooms. Both looked beyond beat and exhausted. Tori was tired, cranky and wanted a really hot shower. Trudging through miles of swamp was long painful work.

“If you need anyt
hing, come get me,” stated Julian, hoping that she’d be knocking on his door and soon.

“All I need is a shower, beer and
sleep. Maybe food but that’s debatable.”

Littlemoon grinned. Oh, he’d love to join her on all three of those things. There were beers in his mini-fridge
, and he wouldn’t mind getting all soapy with her.

“Night Julian. See you in the morning
for round two,” she stated over her shoulder, closing her door and dropping her own gear to the floor. Immediately, she began stripping and heading for the shower. Tori dropped the tags into the sink. They needed to soak to get the ooze off them.

Once she found the hot water
, she was in heaven and feeling so much better. Washing the gunk from her hair and skin felt amazing. Only after she was really clean, she wrapped a towel around her hair and body and wandered out to her suitcase. Pulling out her pajamas, she pondered if she had the energy for dinner. Just then there was a knock on her door.

Looking out the peep hole, she
was confused. It was a bottle of beer.

Opening the door, Tori found her swamp partner
standing there with a six pack and a wicked grin on his face. “Oh look it’s a beer delivery.” Now she blocked the doorway and simply stared at him.

“Pizza is on its way. I
de-leeched and figured I could help you out if you needed my assistance.”

“Wow, that’s pretty heroic of you, Julian. You just met me and
are willing to de-leech my person. Thank you, but I generally save that until I really know a guy.”

Julian grinned. “Okay, since you don’t need my assistance with that, how about we go with something not quite as exciting, like dinner?
Want to have dinner with me, Special Agent Victoria Christensen?” he asked, waiting for her answer.

She laughed and stood back. “
Since you asked so nicely, I think I can do that.” Tori walked back into the room and could feel his eyes on her back. “What?” Tori asked, turning.

“I didn’t expect you
to be a ‘pajamas covered in hearts’ kinda girl.” Now, he was more than grinning.

“I’m a hopeless romantic
kind of girl, what can I say?”

Littlemoon didn’t have a witty reply, but he did crack open a beer for her and hand it to her. “I hope you like pepperoni,” he finally said.
“I took a chance that you enjoyed living on the wild side.”

“Anyone that doesn’t
, should be on a government watch list,” she accepted the beer. “In fact, I like pepperoni so much; I’ll buy you dinner when it arrives.”

“Wow, a woman that wants to buy me dinner
! I don’t know what to say.” Yeah he did. He wanted to have sex with her right there and then. Tori was alluring, funny, and he was fascinated.

“I knocked you into lee
ch filled water. It’s the least I can do to make it up to you.”

Julian stepped closer and saw her eyes dilate. “
I have to say that you intrigue me Special Agent Christensen.” He took a long sip trying to cool down his body.

“
Do I?”

There was a knock on the door, and Tori grabbed her wallet,
making a hasty retreat from being that close to the man. Her face began to flush, and she prayed it was the pizza guy. Suddenly, the room was warm and felt like she was prey to the sexy Native man.

Thank
God for miracles! It indeed was the pizza, and Tori paid the owner of the hotel for bringing it up. “Thank you,” she said, smiling. When she closed the door and turned around, Julian was incredibly close to her. So close that she could smell the scent of his shampoo and cologne.

“Thanks for dinner,” he
stated, taking the pizza from her hands and putting it down. Then he turned back to her and pulled her against his body and kissed her.

Tori should have objected, but for some reason she just couldn’t think of what
she should say no to. Here was a handsome man kissing her. Her hands slid up his shoulders, and she kissed him back.

If there was one thing she knew better than most
, was that life was too damn short, and she was going to live in the moment, no matter what.

Thank
God for that!

                                *   *   *

Elizabeth took an extra-long shower, she conditioned her hair, and then checked out the wound on her forehead. The scar was hideous with the black stitches. She sincerely hoped the men out there liked scars, because she was definitely going to have one. At least they didn’t have to shave her head. There was her silver lining on that one.

When
Elizabeth opened the door to step out, it was already dark in the room. There was moonlight entering through the window, and the men were already in bed, waiting for her. Just the visual made her entire body run hot. Ethan always heated her blood and made her crazy, and now seeing Callen caused the same reaction. If there was any doubt, it was completely cleared up in that moment. Elizabeth was most certainly in love again.

This was like some really wild dream, and she prayed she never woke up.

“Ready for bed, baby?” inquired her husband.

“We saved your space,
angel. You seem to be a little over dressed. Why don’t you lose the clothes?”

Blackhawk grinned. “You won’t
need them.”

Elizabeth obeyed and then
climbed into the bed, curling against the men. It was good to be back with them both. “You both smell really good,” she said, kissing her husband first. Just the feel of her mouth pressed to his, heated everything in her body. Then there were lips on the back of her neck, as Callen began teasing her body from behind.

Whitefox
started feasting on pale, deliciously smooth flesh, as he positioned himself for her to rest against his body.

Blackhawk
continued kissing his wife, as she leaned against his brother. They were going to show her pleasure overload, and give her insight on what they both dealt with daily.

Elizabeth was distracted by both
men; one was now working his way down her body, the other was holding her trapped as his hands and lips did truly wicked things.

Callen
turned her head to meet his mouth, and dove into the kiss to plunder, while his brother feasted on her breasts. When she moaned into his mouth, he pulled her tighter against his body trapping her.

Blackhawk licked
, bit and tormented her, as he traversed her torso. “You won’t need these,” he whispered, pulling her panties from her body and finding her wet and ready for him. Slowly he began teasing, devouring, and feasting on her. When her body shook under his mouth, Ethan enjoyed giving her complete pleasure. There was no doubt she was close, and he pushed her over the edge and continued with his oral exploration.

Elizabeth broke away from the kiss and went to move, only to find herself trapped. “Ethan!”

He paused, grinning wickedly. “I missed tasting my wife, so I do believe I’ll continue.”

Whitefox pulled her back into the kiss,
distracting her with wandering hands and refusing to let her free from their plans.

When she moaned
again, both men nearly went wild. Blackhawk tormented more with tongue and fingers until she was clenching down on him. It pushed him further to make her fall off the edge again.

When
Elizabeth shattered, she couldn’t concentrate. It just felt too damn good.

“You're turn, Cal,” said his brother, leaning against the headboard and pulling his wife against his body.

“My pleasure,” he whispered, as he slid down her body, taking the same trail his brother did to the ultimate prize.

Elizabeth gasped as he started
his own personal method of torment. Both men had vastly different techniques, but both were just as wicked and sinful. Her arm went up and circled her husband’s neck as he kissed her, exploring her mouth.

Blackhawk couldn’t get enough of her, and just loved feeling her pressed against his painfully erect body.
Ethan couldn’t wait until he could sink deep into her, finding the complete pleasure her body gave him. He knew when Elizabeth was close to shattering again, because she inhaled sharply and shook.

“Oh God!”

Whitefox pushed her over the edge and kept going. He wanted more and more. There just wasn’t enough of her for him. The taste, the feel, and how she responded to both of them. It was magical and filled him with so much need.