Deep Dark Mire (An FBI Romance Thriller ~ book four) (39 page)

Elizabeth laughed now. “I like how you say you're the boss. Isn't
it ‘we’re’ the bosses?”

He looked up in the mirror. “Watch this Callen,” he said, grinning. “You’re absolutely right
baby; I lost my damn mind there for a second. What was I thinking? The world knows I’m just your slave and personal Native eye candy. You run the show and always will.”

“You get to be on the bottom.”

“Score!”

Whitefox laughed and knew what they were trying to accomplish. His family knew he was worried, and they were making jokes to alleviate his stress.

“You’re easy, Cowboy.”

“Have you seen my wife, Mrs. Blackhawk?
With a woman like that, I want to be VERY easy and as often as possible.”

Elizabeth started laughing
, as he pulled into the parking lot of the bed and breakfast.

“Why are you doing the scary laugh that makes me want to weep?” asked her husband.

“No reason, boys.” Elizabeth linked arms with them both, as they walked across the parking lot. She was still grinning.

“Oh shit, she’s
planning something,” warned Whitefox. “Lyzee has the evil look on her face. This is going to be embarrassing and possibly painful.”

Elizabeth released their arms when the woman behind the counter looked up. “Hi, can I have a bottle of wine and three glasses?”

“Red or white?” she asked, staring incredulously.

“Boys?” she said, grinning.

Of course they each picked a different one.

“I’ll get you one of each,” she answered, returning with two bottles and three glasses.

“Thank you so much,” she replied, cheerfully. “Oh, do you have one of those little signs that says ‘do not disturb’?” she inquired, still smiling.

“Yes,” the woman squeaked, handing it over.

“Awesome. Have a good night.” Elizabeth said, grinning wickedly.

“You have a good night too.”

Now she drawled her answer as lecherously as she possibly could. “Hell yeah, we will.”

                                *   *   *

He crept into the empty house with just his penlight. He needed to find one thing, and then he could leave out the back door. It wasn’t hard to find the key. It was the same hiding trick the old woman used for years.

It was just tedious. Now he had the key for the long term and he’d come back every night the old lady was in the bayou until he found it.

He’d searched Desdemona’s house out west, and this house the night he took Cordelia’s life, and it wasn’t here. Maybe the last sister brought it back with her.

He looked around the room and there it was, sitting on the desk. He slid it into the bag and sealed it. Now it was going to disappear forever, and then the woman who had possession of it would be next.

Now that she read it, it was time to end her life too.

                                *   *   *

Elizabeth lay in bed beside her husband, as they waited on Callen to join them. He was obviously a nervous wreck over the evening’s plan.

“He’s scared Ethan,” she said, softly. “I hate seeing him this way.” Everything in her ached for the fear he had in his heart. It wasn’t the fear of sex, or sleeping with them. It was the fear of losing his family after the fact. It was crushing.

“Cal, you have fifteen seconds and then Elizabeth turns into a frigid ice queen. Hurry, so I can get laid sometime tonight!” Ethan started laughing, and then his wife elbowed him hard in the side.

Callen walked into the room and his face said it all. He was really terrified
. Having sex was easy; Callen was a pro at that part and it was like riding a bicycle. You never forgot. It was the risks involved that petrified him.

“Okay, I can’t do this
to him!” Elizabeth exclaimed, getting out of bed and rushing to him. “This shouldn’t be torture. Let’s forget it, cuddle, and sleep.” She took his hand in hers and led him to bed and pulled him down with her. “Come on, sweetheart. Let’s just go to sleep. You’re not ready.”

Ethan turned off the light beside his side of the bed. “Night baby. Night
Callen. See you in the morning.”

Elizabeth rolled over and kissed her husband goodnight, and then curled back against
the other man. His body was completely tense, and she thought he was going to break into a million pieces. She felt her husband nudge her on the hip, and she slid against his brother’s body more. “Callen, can I have a kiss goodnight?”

He moved to her lips and gently began kissing her.
Gradually, he deepened the kiss, and moved his hands to hold her against him, until she was lying across his chest. God, it was heaven and so amazing. Slowly, the fear slipped away and calm ebbed into him.

Elizabeth’s
hands slid up to his hair and she used it to hold him to her mouth. The kiss was deep and took what she wanted, and yet shared what she felt for Callen. Slowly, she coaxed the need from him and to the surface, giving him reassurance that everything would be fine.

Callen felt like he was drowning in the woman
lying over him. She was like heaven, as he wanted to wrap her around his body forever. When her hands started wandering, he moaned in completely pleasure. It was like his dream, just better because it was completely real and perfect.

She was perfect.

Breaking away from the kiss, Elizabeth looked down into his eyes. “Do you want me to stop or continue?”

“Please, I need you
tonight. Don’t ever stop.”

Elizabeth
slid down his body, leaving a trail of kisses. They were gentle ones that heated his flesh and scorched his blood. When she reached the top of his drawstring pants, he felt her slowly pull the string, setting him free to her hands. When she took him in her mouth, Callen arched and thought that he’d found complete and total nirvana. Then came the unexpected, Elizabeth began the torture by using her teeth. It stole a gasp from his mouth.

Nothing in his life felt this heavenly. He never wanted it to end. Now he knew the difference between lust and love. He never knew
before, and it overwhelmed him to the point that he would have wept, if it didn’t feel so amazing.

When she slid back up his body,
Callen felt bereft that she had stopped making love to him with her mouth. But then, it was replaced with something even more amazing. Elizabeth straddled him, sliding him deep within her body as she perched above him.

“Jesus,” he muttered as he adjusted to the feel of being buried in her. “Now I know why Ethan’s always smiling.”

Blackhawk started laughing, as he watched his wife make love to his brother. He’d like to think that he was being a saint, but his body was so completely tight that he wanted to grab her and take her then and there. All that prevented him was the worry he’d freak Callen out and scare him.

Elizabeth pulled her nightgown over her head and tossed it to the floor. Staring down at the man beneath her
, it was odd to not be looking down at her husband during sex. Once she swore he’d be the only man she’d ever make love to, but this didn’t feel wrong at all. It felt calm and Elizabeth’s heart skipped in her chest. Glancing over at her husband, she knew that he was ready to pounce. The tension was across his body. When she finished with his brother, Ethan was going to be completely out of control.

The idea heated her blood.

“Can Ethan join us, Cal?” she asked, softly.

“Yes
please,” he said quickly. He was busy running his hands up her body, touching what had always been off limits. Elizabeth’s skin was so smooth and glowed in the moonlight from their window.

Blackhawk was naked in less than
six seconds and kneeling beside his wife. She took his erection in her hand and began stroking the hard length of him and at the same time began riding the man beneath her.

“Oh
God,” moaned Whitefox, as the most beautiful woman in the world slid up and down his body and gave him such amazing pleasure. His hands stopped wandering and held Elizabeth’s hips, guiding her.

Looking
at her husband, she grinned wickedly. “What do you want, Ethan?” The words came out in a seductive purr and both men moaned at the sound.

“Your mouth
, Elizabeth. You know I love your mouth,” he answered, instantly feeling her lips encase him and begin the worshipping. As she slid down his brother’s erection, she swallowed him and ran her teeth up and down the length of him. It was making him crazy, as it always did, and then add that she was riding his brother at the same time. Who knew that the visual and the actual reality would make him this wild?

“Elizabeth, I’m not going to last,” mumbled Whitefox.

She broke free from her husband’s body briefly. “I’m not done with you, Cowboy. Give me a second.”

Elizabeth returned her focus to the man beneath her, and
dragging him up to meet her mouth with his. His hands pulled her down harder, as he enjoyed the feel of her clenching around his body.

Callen
broke the kiss, feeling her start to quake and shake around him. Looking up into her eyes, he saw nothing but love, and it made him slip and his control broke. Elizabeth slammed down harder and whispered his name, as he erupted and she shattered.

“Oh Christ,” he mumbled, laying his head against
Elizabeth’s chest, as she wrapped her arms around him and just held him to her.

Everything refocused.

Elizabeth giggled, and then saw the look of sheer lust on her husband’s face.

“
Are you ready for me, Elizabeth?” he asked, his voice low and raspy. Sheer need and lust was driving him, as everything in him said take and conquer the woman they were sharing.

“Yes Ethan,” she
answered softly, as he pulled her across the bed and against his body. Their mouths crashed and the world spun as she found herself on the bottom, beneath her husband. Already, his erection was buried deep within her body.

“Take
all of me, Elizabeth,” Ethan practically growled, before he began his invasion.  He took her so hard that it ripped a gasp from his brother’s lips as he watched.

Callen
observed in amazement as Ethan buried himself repeatedly into her body, and Elizabeth met each of his thrusts willingly. As his brother pillaged her mouth, Callen’s body began coming back alive at the idea that he could take Elizabeth this wildly, and she’d enjoy it with him too.

He
enjoyed rough sex and always had. Apparently, he and his brother had a lot in common in bed too. Callen missed it when he was with Desdemona; she wasn’t a fan of the wildness and roughness. Now hope welled up in him that the pleasure could return, and he could be completely himself with her.

Elizabeth gasped as her body heated and tightened and her husband pulled an orgasm from her easily, and yet she knew he wouldn’t be done. He’d want more, need more. He was wild and out of control.

Ethan pummeled her and still it wasn’t enough. “I need more, baby,” he whispered. He pulled completely from her body , rolled her to her stomach, and then pulled her to her knees.

“Ethan,” she gasped, and found h
erself staring deep into Callen’s lust filled eyes. His mouth found her in a scorching kiss. While he conquered her mouth, her husband invaded her body. Both taking, and never in her life had she felt so warm and completely lost in pleasure.

“Take him in your mouth, Elizabeth,” her husband ordered, and Whitefox slid up the bed until she was in the perfect position
to obey.

Blackhawk had never seen anything more erotic in his life, than his woman taking all of him and then pleasuring his brother too. He kept sliding into her body, and when his brother buried his hands in his wife’s hair
to guide her, he almost lost it.

“Christ Elizabeth, your mouth,” Whitefox muttered
, as she cupped him and he felt his body getting ready to erupt again.

Elizabeth began shaking as her husband reached around and stroked her roughly
, forcing her to shatter.

Callen
was deep into her throat and the feel of her teeth ripped him over the edge with her.

Blackhawk heard
his brother’s shout of release and lost it. It was too much for his body and mind to handle, and he erupted hotly and deeply into his wife, as he slammed home one last time.

He collapsed, pulling her with him, and staying buried in her
warmth.

Whitefox slid down into the bed
, and Elizabeth pulled him against her.

Someone pulled the blankets up and no one moved for the longest time.

Finally, Blackhawk was able to speak. “Well, my sexual bucket list is complete. Can’t top this one,” he muttered, and left kisses across her shoulders.