Falling for Them Volume 3: Reverse Harem Collection

by Amy Sumida

  Chapter Twenty-One

  The next week passed in a blur of sexual tension and bated breath. I went on more dates with the brothers and fell more in love with them each day. I was quickly becoming accustomed to the idea that this could be normal for us, that I could have a real relationship with all of them. It wasn’t like I had a family to explain this to, or anyone to judge me. This was my life, I could live it as I wished.

  I had called Bryan back the day after I returned from my first date with Blaise, and he informed me that all eleven missing women had been retrieved and were being reunited with their families. Lucy and Gretchen had been checked on as well, and they were both fine, already home with their loved ones. Michelle, the woman who had escaped with me, was home as well, but she was working with the police in an effort to find the Sander’s County Pack. SCCIT took over the investigation under the guise of the FBI, so she was actually working with us now.

  With the women safe, I could focus on the Pack and the possibility of Leighton being dirty. Bryan wanted me to lay low for now, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t help in other ways. Like recording all of my past interactions with Leighton which I found to be sketchy. I started writing everything down, every memory I could dredge up on Leighton. Then I went over them, analyzing them on paper and in my head. A pattern started to emerge.

  I’d known the missing agents Bryan had spoke of. I recalled when they’d been lost on missions. MIA, presumed dead. Something like that kind of sticks in your mind. Each loss had been tragic, but they hadn’t been suspicious till now. With this new knowledge, I could look back and notice things. Things like Raptor. How he always went in right before the agents went missing.

  “Tempest.” Zaire slid a hand along my shoulder as he came around to sit at the kitchen table with me. “Why don’t you put that away for now? We’d like to talk to you.”

  I looked up as Blaise and Kael took seats at the kitchen table with us.

  “Alright.” I gathered up my writing and stuck it in a manila folder. “What’s going on?”

  “We wanted to talk about us,” Blaise said. “Do you think you might be ready to—”

  “We want to have sex with you,” Kael interrupted. “Together.”

  This wasn’t exactly out of the blue. We’d talked about taking things further, and just how we should go about it. So I wasn’t surprised. In fact, I laughed.

  “Shall we just do it right here?” I rubbed the table top. “You can each spin me around when it’s your turn.”

  “Funny.” Kael rolled his eyes.

  “We’re making you dinner tonight,” Zaire said. “Then maybe afterward?”

  “Yes, okay,” I said, and they all gaped at me. “What? You expected me to refuse? I’m ready, obviously all of you are ready too. I think it’s time. I’m a little nervous about how this will play out, but I trust all of you. I…”

  Why was this so difficult? I could tell them I loved them. I could. Just three words.

  “I love you, Tempest”—Zaire took my hand—“and I know you love me. It’s okay. You don’t have to say it.”

  “The fuck she doesn’t,” Kael growled. “Tempest, I’ve never felt like this—anxious and exhilarated all at once. My head spins with frustration while my heart races with hope. It’s crazy, but it’s also the most wonderful feeling I’ve ever known. There’s no way that I’m alone in this. You feel it too; I’ve seen it on your face, and you’d better say it, darlin’.”

  “I love you too.” Blaise inserted with a smile. “I don’t need you to say it. If you don’t feel it now, I have faith that you will soon. This is too real, too amazing for you not to.”

  They all stared at me. Blaise happy, Zaire calm, and Kael determined.

  “I love you,” I whispered, then said it louder, “I love all of you.”

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Dinner was roasted chicken with potato salad. We ate outside, sitting in hand-carved chairs, on the circular patio of slate in their backyard. A fire pit was built into the center, and we had a nice fire going. It kept the mountain chill away, and we were still able to see the stars. A million of them spread out above us, sparkling away without city lights to impede them. The night sky is never as beautiful as when you see it from a mountain top.

  “It’s so amazing here,” I whispered.

  “You could stay,” Blaise casually suggested. “I mean, after this is all over, and you don’t have to hide anymore. You could stay as long as you wanted.”

  “Blaise.” Zaire shook his head.

  “What?” Blaise huffed. “We all want her to stay. I’m just saying what we’re thinking.”

  “There’s no pressure, Tempest,” Zaire said to me. “The offer is open. You know, if you decide you wanted to be with us more permanently.”

  “Permanently,” I whispered.

  “See?” Kael smacked Blaise in the chest. “That was too soon. We haven’t even slept together, and you’re mouthing off about her living here.”

  “I’m just being honest.” Blaise shrugged. “I think Tempest deserves that.”

  “I appreciate your honesty,” I said to Blaise. “But it is a little soon to talk about living together. Right now, the thought is a good one, but things could change. So, how about a tentative yes?”

  “Really?” Zaire asked.

  “Well damn, boy,” Kael said to Blaise. “I take it back, you’re a genius.”

  “Little steps.” I held my hands up. “We need to see how compatible we are first.”

  “You’ve been here weeks now.” Blaise frowned. “We’re compatible.”

  “She means in bed, doofus.” Kael shook his head. “There goes your genius status.”

  “Oh well, easy come.” Blaise shrugged, then cleared his throat. “Sorry, not the best choice of words.”

  “Why don’t we go inside?” I asked.

  The men stood at once, in an excited rush, and I chuckled, following more slowly. We gathered our dishes and headed inside, a little awkwardly. While Zaire and I washed the dishes, Blaise and Kael disappeared. But by the time we were done, Blaise rejoined us, a big grin on his face.

  “Alright, we’re ready,” Blaise announced.

  “Ready?” I lifted a brow. “What have you done?”

  “We wanted it to be special.” Zaire took my hand as Blaise led the way.

  We went upstairs and into Zaire’s room. The bed had been stripped, only the bottom sheet left, with pillows propped against the headboard. There were wildflowers strewn across the floor. Candles lined the window sills, a soft glowing backdrop, and a bottle of champagne sat on the bedside table, already open, with four glasses next to it.

  “Sexy.” I smiled.

  Then I walked into the room and turned to face the brothers. Was I really about to do this? Could I do this? They must have seen my anxiety because they hurried over to me, and suddenly I was caught up within their arms. Gentle hands slid over my body, soft kisses on my skin. I shifted forward into Kael’s chest, suddenly bare before me, as Zaire helped me out of my dress. Blaise was kissing me, and I closed my eyes automatically. The sensations of all those hands became even more surreal with my eyes shut. I moaned and let go. I let go of my reservations, of any remaining objections I had against being with all of them. I let go of my inhibitions. I just let go.

  And they caught me.

  I was lifted in three pairs of arms and carried to the bed. The sheet was cool against my skin, shocking enough to open my eyes. They were above me, looking down with the most beautiful expressions of wonder and love on their faces. I stretched and sighed, arching up into their roaming hands, encouraging them to explore further. Lips lowered, adding another layer of delight to the sensations they were stroking over my skin. I held Kael’s head to my breast as Zaire lowered himself between my legs. Blaise was kissing me again, his hands in my hair. And my hands, they couldn’t get enough of the Medvedev brothers.

  I thought there would be a moment of hesitation when we decided who would be fi
rst. But there was no pause, no conscious thought to it at all. We were writhing together in pleasure. I moved from man to man, and then Zaire happened to be where I needed him. I was more than ready, the attention of so much love and passion making me nearly delirious with desire. I reached for him, and he was there, a sleek push was all it took, and with that one connection, it seemed as if we all were bound together.

  The other two eased away, allowing me and Zaire our moment. I held him tight, clutching at his shoulders, as we climbed to the apex of passion. My heart felt like it couldn’t possibly hold any more love, but when Zaire cried out, and I joined him in ecstasy, my gaze trailed from his to Kael’s, and then to Blaise’s. I stretched out my arms, and took their hands, screaming my release as I clung to them.

  It was only the beginning. The champagne was poured, and I sipped it as I watched them. Zaire was in half-lidded languor, but Kael and Blaise were hard with need. Still, all three of them stared back at me, their gazes roaming my body as if they could commit it to memory. Finally, Kael took my glass away and put it aside. With a growl, he pulled me beneath him and sank into me. I pulled his head to mine and kissed him as savagely as he slammed into me. I gloried in the sudden abandon, the wild feelings it lifted inside me. My legs wrapped around his hips, and I started to claw at his back, urging him faster, deeper. The bed shook, the headboard slamming into the wall, and I still wanted more.

  When we finally came, it was just as fierce as our coupling, a roar of release that rattled the windows. Kael fell over me, panting, and then caught my eyes with his. The green of his irises had turned vibrant emerald. I couldn’t look away as he lowered his lips to mine, and kissed me tenderly.

  “I love you, my Tempest, my raging storm.” Kael gave me one last kiss, then rolled to the side.

  I reached for Blaise immediately, but he smiled and rolled me onto my stomach. His strong hands began kneading me, easing the tight muscles his brothers had knotted. I sighed into the decadence, and then looked up when I heard the others leaving.

  “Where are you going?” I asked Kael and Zaire.

  “We’re going to shower, maybe have some coffee.” Zaire smiled languidly.

  “Prepare ourselves for round two.” Kael winked at me. “Blaise waited for last, he deserves to take his time with you.”

  Then they shut the door on us.

  The massage went on for only a few minutes before Blaise turned me over again, and started an even more sensual massage of my front. His fingers trailed down the sides of my neck as he climbed over me, kissing me softly. I stroked his bright hair, weaving my fingers through the soft locks while he eased down my body. He added his mouth to his magical hands, licking and kneading until he was between my spread legs.

  “I’ve never wanted a woman so badly.” Blaise gripped my thighs. “I almost want to draw it out further,” he placed himself along my entrance and began to slide over me.

  I moaned, lifting my hips to his, but he held me down.

  “Just a little more,” Blaise whispered as he pulled back. He sat back on his heels and ran his hands over me, sweetly, then more firmly. “You’re so beautiful.” He eased himself into me, just barely, and began to roll his hips.

  “Blaise,” I groaned.

  “Just a little longer, Tempest,” his voice was rough. “A little…” He groaned and sank fully into me.

  I clutched at him, pulling him deeper, angling my hips up to him. His hands went to my hips, and held me down, keeping me from taking over the tempo. He growled, his mouth opening on my neck, and then plunged in deep. I screamed as he began a steady, but agonizingly slow, beat, grinding into me at the height of every thrust. Blaise kept it up for what seemed like hours, that slow, steady grind until I was losing my ability to speak. All I could do was moan and whimper.

  When he finally started to up the speed, I nearly cried with relief and regret. It was so beautiful, the way he looked there, above me, the build of pleasure between us. I didn’t want it to end. But I also needed it to. I pushed him over, and took control, hands clenching into his shoulders as I brought us both into that spectacular completion. Our screams echoed through the night.

  Afterward, I lay there, a molten mass of shivering cells, not even sure if my body was solid anymore. Kael and Zaire returned, Kael coming straight for me. I whimpered, but he only picked me up and carried me down the hall, to his private bathroom. He’d drawn a bath, candlelight shining off the steaming water. I sighed as he slid me in and began washing me.

  “Don’t get too comfortable,” Kael said. “Next, we’re breaking in my bed.”

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  I slept in Blaise’s bed that night. It just happened to be where I’d fallen asleep. The night had been filled with passion and pleasure. So much of each. I was a little groggy when I woke and confused when I saw the room I was in. Then it all came back, and I just lay there, basking in the wonder of it all. And then the guys came in with breakfast.

  I started asking questions. How was this going to work now? Would I alternate beds? Would we do what we did last night every night? Would we go back to rotating days? Zaire smiled and handed me a cup of coffee.

  “Relax, Tempest,” Zaire said. “We’ll play it by ear. Just treat us like any other boyfriend you might have had.”

  “I don’t know if I can do that.” I frowned. “What if I hurt your feelings because I kiss Kael too many times? Or because I hold Blaise’s hand and not yours? Or what if I spend two nights with you in a row and Blaise or Kael gets upset?”

  “Stop.” Blaise laid his hand on my shoulder, right at the base of my neck. His thumb stroked upward, grazing my chin. It was very calming. “There will be no hurt feelings. Just behave naturally, however you wish. If you want to sleep with Zaire two nights in a row, neither I nor Kael will keep score. This is not going to be like that. And you never know, maybe Zaire will tell you no on the second night.”

  “Not likely,” Zaire snickered.

  “I don’t know,” Kael teased, “she was pretty insatiable. She might break you if you try to handle her all on your own.”

  “I’m willing to take that chance.” Zaire smirked.

  “Really?” I looked back and forth between them. “No hard feelings? No jealousy?”

  “Just love, Goldilocks”—Kael leaned forward and kissed me—“just love with your three bears.”

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  It was well after midnight when they attacked—the Sander’s County Pack. They had returned for me. For vengeance. I guess they weren’t too happy about losing their hostages and their slave trade in one blow.

  It was the howling that woke me. I was wrapped within Kael’s massive arms, warm and toasty next to the heater of his body, when those eerie cries entered my sleep. At first, they simply mingled with my dreams, turning them into nightmares. Then Kael flinched and sat up, forcing me out of slumber and into reality.

  “Get dressed, Tempest,” Kael growled as he jumped out of bed and slid into some jeans. He didn’t bother with a shirt, just headed for the door. “And lock yourself in the bathroom.”

  “The fuck I will,” I snarled as I slipped my dress on.

  “Tempest,” Kael snapped.

  I slid around him and raced down the hall. Zaire and Blaise were already awake and downstairs. I could hear them muttering softly. I ran into Zaire’s room and slid on some boots, then searched for the shotgun I’d claimed for my use. It was gone.

  I turned back to the hall just as Kael was shutting the door. I heard the slide of a lock as I rushed forward. What the hell? I pounded on the door. Kael’s footsteps padded away. The bastard. Who puts locks on the outside of their doors? I scowled at the doorknob, then searched the room for something heavy to bash it with.

  The howling came again, this time much closer, and I ran to the window. Pulling aside the curtains carefully, I could see dark shapes moving across the moonlit backyard. Furry shapes. The whole pack was there. We didn’t stand a chance against those numbers,
much less against werewolves. I turned back to the room in a panic. There! The cell phone. I dialed Bryan’s number and waited anxiously for him to pick up.

  “Langdon here,” his voice came through the phone.

  “Bryan, it’s Tempest,” I spoke rapidly. “We’re under attack. The wolves are at our door, Bryan! The whole damn pack of them. I need back up, now!”

  “Where are you?” Bryan didn’t bother chastising me for not telling him my location sooner, or for hanging up on him instead of giving him the Medvedev’s names. He just got to the point. Bless his heart. “Lat and long.”

  I fumbled in my duffel bag and grabbed my GPS. A few tense seconds went by as it powered on, and then I read off the coordinates.

  “Got it,” Bryan said. “I’m sending help now.”

  The line went dead. I looked around again and settled on a chair. I picked it up just as the bellowing started. I froze with the chair above the door knob. Was that a bear? It came again, directly in response to wolf growling. Just like that first night. It sounded like there were grizzlies downstairs fighting the wolves. My fingers clenched on the wood as I listened intently. Roars, growls, and even snarling. Not a single gunshot. My skin ran cold, goose flesh shivering over my arms. My brain tried to make sense of it. Had the bears got into the house? Maybe the wolves had attracted their attention again. But finally, my mind began to accept the truth.

  Something was very odd about the Medvedev brothers.

  “No,” I whispered, my chest clenching in pain. “No,” I whimpered as another roar came, loud enough to shake the windows. Just like Kael, when he was lost to passion. “Dear God,” I shook my head. “I slept with them. No, it can’t be true. No.” My teeth ground together and I lifted the chair. I brought it smashing down on the door knob, with a shout of. “No!”

  The knob fell to the floor.

  I pushed the door open and stepped out into the hall. The roars were even louder now, though it didn’t sound as if the wolves had made it inside yet. I went calm. Battle was not the time to deal with relationship issues. I was a trained agent, and I could turn off emotions when I had to. So I crept down the stairs, quiet as a mouse, even though my brain was screaming at me that the men I loved were monsters.