Deep Dark Mire (An FBI Romance Thriller ~ book four) (74 page)

Elizabeth pulled up the picture of Cordelia and then Ivy and Holly Delray and turned it around.

“One is tall and willowy like Cordelia, and the other has the same facial structure.”

Elizabeth picked up a page from the journal and read from it
.

‘
How I love sitting in church, as I’m filled with his love. From my seat I can watch him do miracles. My heart overflows.’

“The first three times I read that, I assumed it was some hyperbole for God. His mistake was telling us that he could see her in the third pew from where he stood,” she said. “Jefferson Delray was a married man, that is why Trinity Adare didn’t use names in the book, and that married man fathered her children.”

“Oh boy,” muttered Callen Whitefox. “Both women had sex with their brothers.”

“And that’s why Cordelia Adare was freaked out about the pregnancy, and why she wanted that genetic testing. Somehow she read her mother’s journal, or saw what we didn’t in the family resemblance. Jonathan Delray told us she got upset and stopped talking to him for a couple of days before she disappeared. He didn’t make her mad; the truth scared her to death.”

“Jefferson Delray
sat in the church and lied right to our faces. He knew who Trinity was sleeping with the entire time.”

“I think
at daybreak we head to the church and talk to Minister Delray.”

“Think he’ll admit to it?” asked Whitefox.

Elizabeth shrugged. “I don’t know, but we can run the DNA. We have Jonathan Delray’s skin from when he hit you, and we have Desdemona’s DNA on file, and Cordelia’s now too. I’m going to bet that they match, and if they do, he really can’t deny shit.”

“You’re going to go wake the tech team up and make them get to work,
comparing DNA aren’t you?” asked her husband, grinning.

“Not the whole team, but yeah, I am. Anyone want to watch as I scare the shit out of our lab staff?”

“Oh baby, you know I do,” Blackhawk said, pulling on his shirt and slipping into his shoes.

“I love watching you work. It turns me right on and makes me want to make out with you.”

Elizabeth shrugged. What the hell? She was that damn happy that she pieced it together, that double kissy face sounded appealing.

Walking over to Callen Whitefox she went up on her toes and slowly kissed him, burying her hand in his ponytail and holding him to her mouth while she explored
, showing him how much love she had for him. When he tightened against her and moaned, she slowly broke the kiss. “We will continue this later, sexy,” she whispered, stroking his cheek. His eyes were blurred with lust and love.

“I sure as hell hope so,” he answered.

Elizabeth turned and crossed to her husband, sliding up against his body. Its comfortable familiarity warmed her body and blood. His kiss was rough and hot, and she felt him come alive beneath her mouth. When she pulled his hair free and ran her hands through it, he moaned too. “Later, handsome.” She wrapped her arms around his waist and patted him on the ass. “I promise.”

He grinned down at his wife. “I’ll hold you to that.”

Then she broke away. “Come on boys, let’s wake up our team and make them do the grunt work.” Elizabeth winked at them both on her way to the door. “God I love my job.”

Neither man doubted that for a single second.
Right then the biggest thing on both their minds was how Elizabeth knew about the picture, the book and their grandmother’s birthmark.

Maybe Timothy would always be there to watch over them after all.

                                *   *   *

Saturday Early Morning

When their bosses came knocking at three in the morning, it meant two things. They better get their asses moving, and something big was coming. If it couldn’t wait until dawn, it had to be pretty damn urgent.

Elizabeth gave instructions to her ME, and she knew he’d follow them and keep it quiet. If the DNA did indeed match, that meant that someone needed to tell Doctor Desdemona Adare the good and bad news.

She had more siblings, and that she and her sister had sexual relationships with their brothers.

It was going to sting and be brutal to carry the truth. Incest was never a pretty topic, but to find out about it later in life, that was going to be a wicked slap to the heart and mind.

No one was going to enjoy having that conversation, but someone had to do it. Elizabeth was willing to be the one who took one for the team. She figured out of the three of them, hearing it from her would be the least vicious.

Or so she hoped.

Elizabeth looked at her watch and by now the tech team should have the results.

“You’re wearing a
hole in the carpet. Stop pacing,” her husband ordered, lying on their bed as he tried to relax.

“
I can’t help it. I’m ready to go get the man and beat him into confessing.”

“Doctor Leonard told you that he’d call as soon as the results were in, and he will.”

“I’m restless,” she answered, truthfully. Again she started pacing again.

“I hear really crazy sex with two men you love can help distract and alle
viate some of that restlessness,” suggested Whitefox.

“You don’t say
?” she said, pausing and watching them lounging on the bed. Both men looked calm and really sexy. It was hard to pass up a morning romp.

“You should try everything at least once to test that hypothesis. Since there’s two of us, that’s like testing and retesting the theory
all at the same time,” informed Whitefox. “You can start with either one of us and call it a scientific experiment.”

Blackhawk watched her
predatorily, and his blue black eyes glittered in the room light.

Elizabeth started unbuttoning her shirt and kicked off her boots. When
she tossed her shirt at Callen, he looked surprised.

“What?” she asked, un
hooking her belt buckle. “You changed your mind about sex and distracting me?”

“I didn’t think that lame ass explanation had a snowballs chance in hell.” Now he started laughing, until she slid her jeans down her long legs and stood up.
The laughter stopped and was replaced with pure unadulterated lust.

“God, I love a bad ass woman that wears little lacy panties and bras. It’s so erotic,” muttered her husband
, as he sat up offering her his hand.

Whitefox did the same.

Elizabeth took both of their hands and crawled across the bed to stare down at both of them. “Boys, we don’t have much time. If you want wild sex, then I suggest you get naked and fast. First one back in bed gets me first.”

Both men moved so fast, she actually started laughing.
Then they were naked and jumping back into bed at the same time. “Oh it looks like you both have to share my attention since it was a tie.”

“I love sharing,” answered Whitefox
, swallowing.

Elizabeth winked at him and then leaned down to kiss her husband. It was hard and rough and she did everything that made him crazy and out of control. There was tongue and teeth
, as she straddled him, trapping his already hard body between the junction where they met. Breaking away from her now breathless husband, she motioned to Whitefox. “Come here, Callen,” she whispered, and the man moved quickly to her side, waiting for her to just touch him.

“What do you want, Cal?
” she asked softly, her lips a breath away from his, and still there was no contact. “Tell me what you need.”

H
e wasn’t sure if he could even speak, let alone think. Finally he put the words together. “I want to kiss you and touch you,” he stated.

Elizabeth placed her hand on the back of his neck, her fingers knotted into his hair, trapping him. “Then kiss and touch me, Cal
len,” she answered.

Whitefox dove into her mouth
, taking all he could from the kiss. His hands slid across her body, across the erotically lacy bra, and then slid to her back to unfasten it. Once it was free of her body, he ran his hands over the treasure beneath.

Blackhawk was trapped beneath his wife and forced to watch the show going on
above his body. All he wanted was to slide deep into her and take his wife. But he couldn’t move, and the entire thing was just that damn erotic. When she slid her girly panty clad body across his erection he moaned and arched. It fueled his brother, making him hungrier, wilder and more exploratory with his hand and mouth.

It was maddening.

It was completely sinful.

And it was driving him out of his fucking mind.

“You're both killing me,” he muttered, watching his brother running his hands across her pale flesh. Elizabeth shifted again, and it was silk across flesh, and he needed to touch and feel. Running his fingers up her torso, he joined in with the exploration of rougher hands on silky skin.

Elizabeth broke away from the kiss, and leaned in to whisper in the man’s ear. “Very nice Mr. Whitefox. You have exceptional
oral skills,” and then she ran her teeth over his earlobe and he shivered.

“Lose the panties, Elizabeth, before I lose them for you
!” Blackhawk demanded, practically growling.

Elizabeth looked down at her husband. “I guess you’ll have to help me lose them, Ethan.”

It didn’t take long for him to accept the permission and tear them from her body. They ripped easily, and the sound of rendering fabric was completely shocking and erotic to both men.

“You're a very
naughty boy, Ethan. I guess it’s a good thing I love very bad boys,” she whispered, lowering her mouth to his, as she began kissing him with teeth and tongue. Elizabeth shifted down, and her body was pressed to his, trapping him to the front of her. Elizabeth paused briefly to glance over at Callen. “From behind, Cal,” she grinned at him, licking her lips, drawing his complete attention to the action.

There was no way in hell she needed to say it twice. He
stared as she went back to kissing his brother, and he moved to straddle his brother’s legs and leaned over her body, sliding deep into her warmth. “Oh God,” he muttered, resting his forehead against her back until he regained control. Her body welcomed him, but it was the visual that was so unbelievably hot. Here he was taking the love of his life, while she passionately kissed another man beneath her. Not just another man, but his brother.

Bracing his hands on her hips, he slowly started the strokes, watching her continue to devour her husband.

Blackhawk opened his eyes briefly when the bed shifted, and what he saw made him moan and arch into her to find some relief. His wicked wife was tormenting them, even as she offered them pleasure. The visual was driving him insane, and he did all he could do, rub against her body and close his eyes, praying he’d survive the mating of their mouths.

Elizabeth broke the kiss and ran her hands up Ethan’s
chest as he lay trapped beneath her, scratching him and getting him to beg.

“Please baby
!” He needed relief so damn bad.

“Talk to Callen, he’s driving this adventure,” she moaned herself when he slowed, torturing all three of them with
leisurely strokes, as he took his time.

“Jesus Cal, come on!” demanded his brother, as his wife’s hands stroked him and t
eased him unmercifully. “She’s killing me here.”

“Sorry Ethan, but this is really good,” he whispered hoarsely. “You have no idea
how amazing this feels. The view is unbelievable.”

Whitefox
could feel her beginning to shake, and he knew she was close. “Stroke her,” he muttered in urgency, as he tried to stay in control just a little bit longer, until she reached the bliss.

Blackhawk reached down and ran his fingers over his wife, tormenting and teasing her. When he felt her shatter apart
, he was completely crazed.

Whitefox started moving
frenetically, pounding into her and pushing past the tension her muscles created as she erupted around him, luring him over with her.

“God, just about there
!” he said, slamming into her once more, twice more and then she glanced over her shoulder.

“Har
der Callen!” Elizabeth demanded.

“Dying
down here,” reminded his brother, as he was forced to watch the show and feel her sliding across his painfully erect body. With every punishing thrust from his brother, it forced her to rub enticingly against him.

It was all too
much for Callen. Just her voice begging for more, and his brother pleading for it to end, pulled everything from him, and he erupted with a shout. Time stopped moving for seconds or maybe minutes, but all sound eluded him. He rolled off her body to not crush her between them. He was surprised when he felt his brother roll, placing Elizabeth back across his chest. She was now cradled over and against him. Much like they’d just been, but this time in reverse.

“My turn Elizabeth,” he hissed into her ear
, as he buried himself in her body. She was still dazed, and that made it even better. Now he would drive her as crazy as she’d made him.

Whitefox held her against his body and watched as his brot
her slammed repeatedly into her. When she turned her head and kissed him, he lost track of everything except the sound of his brother breathing, her making love to his mouth with hers, and the way his heart pounded in his chest against her body.

Elizabeth moaned into the kiss, as she
reached up and buried her hands into her husband’s hair, holding all three together. Breaking away from Callen’s mouth, she breathlessly stared up into Ethan’s wild eyes. “Give me more.”

It ignited something in him as
forgot about control. “So close, baby,” he mumbled. “Jesus, this does feel amazing,” he confessed, enjoying the visual of the three of them pressed together.

She pulled his mouth down roughly, using his hair.

At this rate he wasn’t going to last long. Already he was shaking.

“Push her over, Cal,” he said, breaking the kiss, and staring down into her eyes as his brother ra
n his fingers over her intimately.

She arched and moaned as one man stroked her and the other pounded into her. It didn’t get any hotter, and she knew it. Elizabeth felt herself break apart, and then her husband’s mouth cover
ed hers as she screamed in sheer ecstasy.

Blackhawk pushed into her and when her body gripped his
, it lured him right to the edge; it was his brother’s hand on his arm bracing him above them that helped him make the decision to leap into the bliss. Now it was all about the fall into the explosion of colors.

Someone spoke. He wasn’t sure who, since he wasn’t completely cognizant of his surroundings.

Then he heard her.

Elizabeth started giggling, as she was trapped between two very sexy men. “I’m not restless anymore.”

Whitefox laughed as the three of them pressed together, as they shared her body between them.

Finally Blackhawk spoke.
“Just holy shit, Elizabeth! You’re trying to kill us, aren’t you?”

“That
, my sexy Indian playthings, was payback for the other night’s festivities. You both had your fun with me, and now I do believe I had my wicked way with you both too.”

“I’m seriously fine with being your plaything,” muttered Callen. “If you think I’m going to feel like less of a man because a gorgeous woman is using me in bed, think again.”

Ethan rolled off her body and rested his arms behind his head. “I do believe I owe you new panties because of the melee.”

“I hear she has a fetish for edible ones,” offered Whitefox, just before she elbowed him in the ribs.

Before she could come up with a reply, her phone rang, and her husband picked the phone off the bed stand.

“Blackhawk,” he said.

There was a pause of confusion. “Sorry, Director, I was expecting Elizabeth.”

“
It’s okay, Doctor Leonard, she’s right here. I’ll put you on speaker phone.”

She was still giggling, and Whitefox actually had to put his hand over her mouth to muffle the
giggles from the tech team.

“Go ahead, Doctor,” urged Blackhawk.

“We ran the DNA report. The two female samples, of Cordelia Adare and Desdemona Adare, do indeed match the sample from the man that assaulted Director Whitefox. Jonathan Delray is a match at fifty percent.”

Now Elizabeth was focused. “
Looks like we just found her brothers and sisters, and then that means we now know who their father was too.”