Deep Dark Mire (An FBI Romance Thriller ~ book four) (50 page)

She sniffled
and the tears rolled down her cheeks, and the man lying above her kissed them away. “You never have to leave, Callen. You belong here,” she touched her heart with her fingertips, and then touched her lips to his heart.

“I’ll never leave now that I’ve found a home.”

Elizabeth laid gentle kisses across his face and stopped on his lips. “Welcome home, my love.”

His breath caught in his chest, and he couldn’t believe his luck.
Never had anyone used the words ‘my love’ to describe him before. His heart tripped in his chest. “We better be getting back in, or Ethan will be sending out a search party,” he answered, kissing her again, and then breaking away to look into her eyes. He was still astounded that she was letting him experience something so magical in his life.

Elizabeth grinned as he reached down and helped her up to her feet, and gently helped dress her, so she wouldn’t have to use her sore
shoulder. He was a gentleman just like her husband. Yeah, lucky girl indeed, and now she was able to go see the other sweet man in her life.

“I’ll never forget this night.”

“Me either. For the record, I wouldn’t tell Ethan.”

Whitefox looked suddenly worried. “Is he going to be mad?” Maybe he wasn’t supposed to have sex with her alone,
only as a threesome. Well hell, he never thought about that possibility.

“He might be pissed if he knew we were having sex
by an alligator infested pond.” Elizabeth started giggling at the look on his face. “Yeah, there’s glowing eyes,” she said, laughing as he jumped into his pants really fast and grabbed her hand.

“Le
t’s get the hell out of here!” He dragged her back through the grove of trees, pulling on his shoes as he ran, which earned him more laughter.

They came out of the trees and stopped. The tech team was just getting out of the Denali
not far from where they were and Callen pulled her back into the cover of the dark.

“Oh shit,
if we get caught they’re going to know we were having sex in the grove,” whispered Whitefox. He turned around and the snuck around the tree line.

Elizabeth was laughing
and he was covering her mouth. 

“Shhhhhh!
” Callen tossed a rock at their room window. It slid open, and his brother stared out grinning. Whitefox pointed towards the parking lot, and he nodded understanding. “Climb the tree,” he ordered her, slapping her on the ass as she giggled.

“Come on baby, you can do it,” urged her husband from above.

Elizabeth snickered and began the climb, working her way to the top. “I find one snake in this tree, I’m screaming like a girl, tech team or not,” she whispered. Once close enough to her husband, he pulled her into their room and held her against his body.

Blackhawk pulled the grass from her hair, and kissed her on the cheek, and she turned her head and kissed him back, this time slow and full of love.

Whitefox hopped through the room and laughed. “I think we avoided being seen.” He took her outstretched hand, and she pulled him against the back of her, so she was between them both. “We almost got busted.”

Ethan kissed his wife on her neck. “I was going to come look for you,” he continued kissing. “Or come join you.” He knew his brother needed some time to work through it with his wife
, and he was willing to give them space.

“I’m going to go pick up some pizza and beer,” offered Whitefox. “Dad, can I borrow the Escalade?” he teased.

“Yes, but if mom and I don’t answer the door, you know why.” He dug the keys out of his pocket and kissed his wife, slow and deep.

“I’m going to be scarred for life,” he retorted, laughing.
He leaned over and kissed Elizabeth on the side of the face. “Then again, I can’t blame you. Mom is hot!”

“Yeah she is,” Blackhawk mumbled, running his hands across her back and holding her tight against his body.

“I’ll be back,” he said, walking out the door of their room whistling.

Out in the hall were the techs
, heading into their rooms.

Christina watched him carefully, and then shook her head. “Director Whitefox?”

“Yeah?” He stopped beside her at her door.

She went up on her toes
to whisper in his ear, and then began laughing as he pulled off his shirt and turned it right side out.

“Thanks Christina,” he said, grinning and walking away
. The whistling continued, as he smiled to himself.

The head tech
stared at the tattoo on his shoulder before it disappeared beneath the shirt, and it indeed had a heart with the letters EB delicately tattooed in the center.

Very curious indeed.

                                *   *   *

Callen picked up the pizza and two six packs of beer
before heading back to the room. It was hard to not be in a really great mood. He’d made love to the most beautiful woman in the world, climbed a tree behind her, and now they were going to have pizza and beer.

As he climbed out of the Escalade
at the bed and breakfast, Callen swore he heard his name. Turning to look, no one was there. There was just a light breeze and a tinkle of wind chimes in the distance. Whitefox closed his eyes and just stood motionless, smiling at the little connection.

“Yeah
, Granddad, I found love. I mauled her just to make you proud,” Callen answered back to no one particularly.

When
Whitefox opened his eyes, the smile was bigger, the path was clearer, and he was at peace.

It had to be a sign- one
where his grandfather gave him his blessing. The ring was where it belonged, and now finally so was his heart.

                                *   *   *

The
brothers and Elizabeth worked in their room, at the bed and breakfast, reading through the scanned copies of the journal. It was a good thing that Ethan was a control freak, making sure everything was micromanaged to death. If not they wouldn’t have the copies of the book, now that the original was missing.

Elizabeth sat up, from
lying on her stomach only to find both men staring at her lecherously.

“Come on! Seriously?” she laughed. “I’m just read
ing the journal. I didn’t say or do anything.”

Ethan had his way with his wife while his brother was picking up the pizza, and he was thinking about it again.
She had stirred his body, just by silently reading and drinking a beer. “Then you better distract us with something in those papers,” Blackhawk replied, winking.

“Yeah, talk journal to me, I might be able to focus for a few minutes. Weren’t your toes painted
blue the other day? How’d they get to be hot pink?”

Elizabeth laughed. “Oh my
God! You’re memorizing my toenail polish color?” she laughed, finishing her beer. “That’s kinda creepy, Cal.”

He wiggled his eyebrows. “I like toes, don’t judge.
You have a husband and a boyfriend, who are brothers. Who are you to talk?”

Now his brother started laughing.
“I have to say that Callen has a very valid point there, baby.”

“Okay, focus boys. I found a few references to a Mr. Sexy. No name listed, and I’m reading these chronologically
. I’ll let you know if he pops up again.”

“Mmmm
hmmm,” Blackhawk answered, non-committedly. Something else had his focus, and it was that her toes were a really sexy color pink. “When did you paint them?” he inquired, and then his gaze slid up her body.

“Ethan!”
Now Elizabeth was laughing. “You’re Mr. Control, find some!” she scolded, laughing more.

“I love when you're barefoot in the kitchen in the girly aprons making me breakfast,” he said, honestly.
“Turns me on and makes it hard to think straight.”

“I can’t think when she sits between us on the couch and puts her feet in my lap. I had to start using a pillow under them, for obvious reasons,” added
Whitefox, winking.

“
Oh my God!”

“I walked out of here with my shirt inside out,” confessed
Callen. “Then Christina noticed and warned me so I could fix it.”

Elizabeth laughed and found that funny.
“You made her night. You know she was checking out your ink and right now, she’s thinking about you. I can hear the sexy Indian fantasies from here.”

“Oh, you're entertained are you?”
Callen reached into his pocket and pulled out a pair of lacy panties. “You left these outside, and they are definitely girly and incredibly sexy. I may keep them to remember the night.”

Elizabeth was outraged. “Give them back
!” She jumped off the bed.

Blackhawk laughed
, as she tried to get them back and his brother eluded her, finally luring her right where he wanted her.

“Callen! Give them back!” Elizabeth
knocked him onto the bed, victoriously pulling them out of his hand.

Whitefox
laughed pulling her down with him and cradled her gently above him. “Oh no, you seem to have overpowered me and won,” he whispered in her ear. Both glanced over as the bed shifted and Ethan moved in behind her. Now Elizabeth was trapped between them.

“Really? Come on! You two are going to wear me out,” she said, laughing as hands started wandering and she forgot what she was thinking
. “Ethan! Callen!” she protested, and then nearly lost her mind, trapped between two of the sexiest men in the world.

Finally
, she gave in and let them have their way with her.

This time she’d take one for the team.

~ Chapter Twelve ~

Wednesday Morning

Morning
arrived quickly and the Blackhawk boys came awake at relatively the same time. Both stared at the woman they were madly in love with while she slept.

Elizabeth lay between them
on her stomach, breathing slowly and not moving. Exhaustion had come and taken her deep into sleep, and neither man was willing to disturb her.

Blackhawk stretched
, grinning because for once he was awake before her, and had the opportunity to just watch her rest peacefully. Normally, he’d enjoy waking her from her slumber with slow easy love making. Honestly, if he tried that this morning, he believed she’d kill him as painfully as possible. They’d kept her awake late into the night breaking the rule Elizabeth tried to impose regarding the one a.m. cutoff time.

Yeah, it didn’t happen
.

Glancing at
his brother, Ethan motioned to the one bathroom, only to have his brother nod and point to the other bathroom. Next on the priority list was coffee. Blackhawk gestured at his watch and held up both hands symbolizing ten minutes and pointed down.

Whitefox
understood completely. Ethan wanted to talk downstairs over coffee, so Elizabeth could catch up on some sleep and be undisturbed.

Slowly sliding
out of bed to not disturb Elizabeth, he finally got free of her leg and hair. When she didn’t move, he let out the breath he was holding. Callen covered her naked body with the blanket and stepped back to observe the room. It was totally and completely wrecked. There were clothes strewn haphazardly all over the place from the frenetic stripping, before they both took Elizabeth to bed.

Housekeeping was going to think they had some wild out of control sex orgy. Then Whitefox
snickered, because it pretty much said it all.

Moving a pizza box off the floor and onto the table, he wandered naked to the shower to enjoy the memories of the night. Whatever it was that he did to get this lucky, he prayed it never ended.
Callen was a damn happy camper. It wasn’t only Elizabeth, but also his brother. Both men were always glued at the hip, but now he felt a closeness to him that he never thought was possible.

How did you say thank you to a man
who was sharing the center of his life?

You didn’t.

Things like this just didn’t happen to him. His life had been horrific as a child, and he never believed there’d be such peace and tranquility. Whitefox now owed his brother everything. Without the absolute love he’d been offered, he’d be lost in the world.