* * * *
Melissa awoke to the sound of her cell phone ringing. She heard the mumbled ring and knew it remained in her purse from last night. The men must have brought it inside. She felt the two heavy bodies next to her. Frankie had a hand over her breast, and Sunny had his hand over her pussy. Unbelievable. These men seemed to have voracious appetites when it came to the female body. She slowly began to remove their hands and crawl from the bed. She crawled in between Frankie’s big legs and Jake’s head then off the bed. A quick glance into the corner of the room and she noticed Vince and Logan were present as well. They were all in the same room together all night.
She grabbed her bag and answered the phone just in time.
“Hello,” she whispered.
“Sorry, Mel, I started to get worried when I didn’t hear back from you this morning. Where are you?”
“I’m kind of busy right now.”
“Wait, I took care of everything the way you told me.”
“Good. We’ll talk about it later, not now.”
“But the banker tried to take the money from me, and then he tried to attack me.”
Melissa felt her insides heat up inside.
“That piece of crap! Did he hurt you, Celine?”
“No. Thank god the guard was nearby. He heard the whole conversation and called the manager.”
“Geez, Celine, you were lucky. I wish you would have waited for me.”
“Then what? You would have probably decked the guy and wound up in jail. Not after everything you did last night. You saved our lives, Melissa. My babies would have wound up in foster care somewhere, and I would have wound up in jail or dead. I owe you my life.”
“You know I would never let that happen to you guys.”
“I know, your aunt told me about the foster care when you were a kid and about some of the rough times. You’re the best, Mel. This neighborhood and I owe you so much.”
“Quit it now, Celine. It was nothing. How are my babies?” Mel asked as she pulled a blanket from the bed and cuddled up in a ball on the rug against the bottom of the bed.
“They’re fine, and they miss you. When are you coming home?”
“Soon. Probably later today. Aunt Peggy has that checkup this afternoon. I really need to get going. This isn’t a good time right now.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll take her. Besides, you need a little rest. Wherever you are and whoever you’re with, enjoy it for a little bit. You deserve it.”
Melissa was taken aback. “What makes you think I’m with someone?”
“I have kept you on the phone for more than a minute and you haven’t hung up on me yet. Usually you’re on your way to the next responsibility or next job. Oh shit! I forgot to tell you that Jamie Montgomery stopped by to see you. I didn’t know you knew Jamie so well.”
“Who said I did?”
“He kind of hinted at it. He said something about dinner and that he needed to speak to you.”
Melissa swallowed hard. Detective Jamie Montgomery wanted her help, but she wasn’t taking the bait.
“Oh, well, I’ll call him later.”
“See you in a little while, Mel.”
Melissa closed her cell phone and leaned back against the bottom of the bed and the floor.
She had been living in a fantasy. She had forgotten about her responsibilities and had been selfish. She needed to leave. She should be home caring for Aunt Peggy, dealing with Celine’s problems, and focusing on the kids.
But instead, she began to feel the men around her, actually feel them inside her heart and her soul. What did they do to her last night? What type of spell or secret powers did these men have besides the ability to shift? More importantly, what did they want from her?
She slowly rose from the floor and looked around her. All five men lay sleeping. A glance past the bed and she knew that there was a bathroom, perhaps even a shower she could use while they remained sleeping. But then she looked toward the other door and contemplated escape. She wasn’t going to get very far naked.
She tiptoed to the bathroom and closed the door.
* * * *
“What do you think?” Sunny asked Logan.
“She’s not going to stick around long,” Logan replied.
“What about Jamie Montgomery going to see her? I don’t like it,” Frankie added.
“Maybe he’s interested in our little dancer,” Jake added to the conversation.
“Then we should let him know that she’s ours,” Vince replied.
“We wait and see. I’m still not certain I believe her story about why she was at the warehouse last night.” Sunny added.
“I agree. She needs a more thorough interrogation,” Frankie replied.
“We’ll work on her and see what we can find out,” Logan stated, then rose from the chair and walked to the bathroom.
* * * *
Melissa heard the door open to the first small room attached to the shower room. There were double sinks and a small changing area. After opening up a few cabinets she found the towels. Then through another set of doors were a separate shower and a separate bathtub. Both were to die for. She had been tempted to take a bath, but that would have been presumptuous. This whole situation was confusing, and she was completely flying by the seat of her pants. She needed to get out of here. She ignored the sounds and focused on the hot water as it massaged her sore muscles. Some body parts ached from all the stress, and others ached from overuse after being unused for so long. She giggled at the thought. She never thought she would feel sore and content after sex. She was content, yet she craved more of them. Melissa tried to convince herself that it was a natural response to such charismatic and handsome men. Most women would die to be where she had been last night and early this morning. Who knew how many women the crew took home and had their way with daily like this. Any minute they would kick her out. She waited for their words of dismissal. “Time to leave, Melissa. Thanks for the free sex. We’ll call you sometime.” She felt the ache. Did she really think that their passion and their attentiveness during sex meant they wanted a relationship? Foolish her. Then Vince even bit her. What was that all about? Was it their mark to keep track of the women they fucked? What happened to little black books or private files on their BlackBerrys?
She placed her hands on the tile wall and let the water caress her shoulders as she hung her head. She couldn’t fight the disappointed feeling of being used. Why didn’t she fight them off? Like she would have had a chance.
* * * *
Logan watched Melissa as she pressed her palms against the shower wall and let the water hit her voluptuous body. He could see how tense she was, but his focus was on her beauty. He admired the toned muscles in her arms as they flexed against the wall accompanied by toned shoulders and a firm back and the way her ass curved out perfectly. Even the cheeks of her ass had the best little curve to them as they met her long, thin thighs. She was perfection, and he couldn’t stay away.
When he approached her, he pressed the palms of his hands above hers on the wall, letting his torso and cock softly touch her ass and back. She didn’t stir or act surprised by his presence. She had sensed him way before he entered the shower.
Logan kissed her neck where Vince had bitten her. She let out a small gasp, and then he rubbed his erect cock against the crevice of her ass as he slowly pumped against her.
Reaching one hand down the wall and under her arm to her breast, he found her nipple hard and aroused, and then he pulled gently on it.
“I missed you, Melissa.” He inhaled her scent and wrapped his arm around her waist. “You smell so good. Did you miss me, too?” he asked.
“Yes.”
Logan used his leg to spread her legs then rubbed his hand from her breasts over her tight abs to her pussy. When he pressed a finger between her folds, she pushed her ass back and moaned.
“Are you wet for me, Melissa?”
She nodded her head, and he lifted his thigh, raising her ass as
he bent his knees.
He fisted his cock in one hand and held Melissa around the waist with his arm as he pressed his cock near her pussy from behind. He pretended that he couldn’t find her cunt, and when Melissa took his cock in her hand and pressed it to her entrance, he knew she craved it, too.
Slowly, he pushed forward, and she lifted her ass and bent closer to the tile wall so he could penetrate her fully.
In and out, with careful, deep thrusts, Logan made love to Melissa. He didn’t fuck her, he didn’t worry about giving it to her good, and he just focused on the feel of being inside and connected to his mate.
Her quiet moans of pleasure hardened his cock and brought him to near orgasm sooner than he was ready to allow.
He focused on her beauty.
He kissed her neck and palmed her breasts as he thrust up and into her.
“You feel tight and warm and perfect, Melissa.” He meant those words, and he meant to tell her that he was never going to let her go. He realized that no matter what she had done or no matter how hard she tried to push him and his brothers away, that they would come back for her and get her.
He could feel her body tighten and the signs that she was about to orgasm, so he increased his thrusts. She kept her palms against the wall and it drove his beast mad with possessiveness and power. Whether she knew it or not, it was a show of submission to allow him to take her from behind as she kept her palms against the wall and her body open to him. The way she looked, the way his cock felt, buried deep inside her as the water showered between them and his balls hit her ass causing a sloshing sound to fill the shower, all embedded in his mind. He would remember this moment and their connection both physical and emotional. Harder and harder he increased his speed as his eyes focused on her neck and his brother’s mark.
She moaned louder and louder until finally Logan thrust deeper, and together they exploded just as he bit into her shoulder next to Vince’s mark. Melissa screamed, and Logan had to hold her up as the after-effects nearly overtook both of them.
* * * *
Melissa felt herself weaken in Logan’s embrace. She was dazed at what just took place between them. At least she felt as if it meant something, but aside from him biting her, he didn’t appear as affected as she was. He turned her toward him, and before she could get a good look into his eyes, he covered her mouth with his own. He kissed her thoroughly. She rubbed her hands all over every bit of him she could, from his shoulder-length hair, his muscular shoulders and neck to his sides, and his ass. It was like touching marble with a slight layer of human skin over it. When he finally released her lips, he rose up to full height, and she realized just how big he actually was. Her breasts lined up closer to his belly than his chest. As if sensing her sudden fear and reservations about their size difference, Logan lifted her up so that she straddled his hips as he held her against the tile.
Instinctively, she wrapped her arms around his neck and looked into his eyes. They were a deep chocolate brown and had bright green specks inside of them.
“You keep looking at me like that and we’ll never make it to breakfast.”
Breakfast? Come to think of it, she was feeling kind of hungry. But what would she wear?
“I don’t have anything to wear,” she whispered.
“Vince is taking care of that. Although I don’t think you’ll be needing anything to wear for the rest of the day.”
She felt herself blush at his words. Then reality began to hit her.
“I can’t stay, Logan. I have responsibilities.”
He crinkled his eyebrows. “You’ll stay until we release you.”
“I can’t, Logan. I have my kids to care for, and my aunt has an appointment.”
“Celine is taking her, remember?” he shot back at her, and her heart hammered in her chest. He had heard her conversation with Celine before. Oh God, did Melissa give up any information during that phone call? Panic sunk in.
“You look a little guilty, Melissa.” He slowly let her down and turned off the water in the shower. When they emerged, Frankie stood there, hair wet, fully dressed and holding a towel for her. He threw the other one at his brother but held her gaze. It didn’t take a genius to know that they were upset with her.
Frankie pulled her into his arms and lifted her up to carry her to the bedroom.
* * * *
After thoroughly drying her body and her hair, Vince walked in carrying some clothes. He placed a green military tank top and a pair of boxers on the bed.
“We’ll be downstairs waiting,” Vince said, and they walked out of the bedroom.
Melissa let the towel fall off her body, and she stared at the boxers and tank. Pulling the tank top on, she realized it was more like a muscle tee than a regular tank top. Her breasts were large, and this was a new tank right out of the bag. But it was still one of the men’s. The tank reached her knees and looked more like a tank dress than a top on her. The boxers were way too big, so she opted to wear just the tank. They had seen her in less, anyway. She took a deep breath and slowly walked out of the bedroom and down the stairs.
* * * *
They waited in the kitchen. Jake cooked a bunch of food, and the rest helped put out plates, forks, napkins, and glasses for drinks. They were extremely hungry, and wolves needed lots of nourishment, especially after sex.
They all stopped what they were doing the moment they heard Melissa approach.
Jake felt his mouth drop at the sight of her. Through their link, his brothers added numerous comments about how sexy Mel looked. Their woman was a knockout. She even made an ugly military-green tank top look sexy. Her abundant breasts appeared as if they would pour out of the sides of the top. Her shoulders and arms looked toned and sexy. She clasped her hands in front of her and placed her hair behind one ear as she avoided their gazes. She looked shy and innocent, as if their stares embarrassed her.
The tank top was baggy in front of her and just reached about an inch above her knee.
It was Frankie who walked over to her first.
“Damn, dancer, I’ve never seen anyone look as good as you do in that tank top.”
“It’s kind of big,” she whispered as he took her hand and slowly turned her around.
“No boxers, huh?” he teased then caressed the material over her backside.
“They were way too big.”
“This will do just fine,” Frankie whispered, pulling her into his arms and kissing her. She felt nearly breathless by the time he released her. That same hunger began to build up inside of her. When Frankie released her lips, she felt another set of hands on her hips. Jake. She knew it was him, but as he leaned his face over her shoulder and inhaled against her neck, she felt relieved. It was odd. They had only left her alone for ten or fifteen minutes, tops. How did she become so needy for their touch?
“You smell real good, Mel,” Jake whispered as his kissed her neck and rubbed his cock against her ass. Immediately, her nipples hardened to tiny pebbles, and the hunger grew.
It was Sunny who walked in front of her next. He placed his hands on her hips then caressed her body, being sure to cup her breasts and tease her already too-sensitive nipples. She closed her eyes and exhaled as her insides coiled up tighter. Jake pulled away, and Vince took his place, catching her as she swayed from Sunny’s touch. Sunny cupped her neck and head with his hand, leaned down, and kissed her thoroughly.
“Now that’s the kind of ‘good-morning kiss’ I can get used to,” he whispered before releasing her.
Melissa’s heart hammered in her chest every time they mentioned any words or indication of this thing between them lasting or extending. They couldn’t be serious.
Vince’s arms wrapped around her waist, enveloping her body in muscle. It was a good thing that she loved a man with muscles because these men had them everywhere.
“Where’s my good-morning kiss, Mel?” Vince asked as he inhaled her scent against her neck and hair. She was starting to get used to men sniffing her and touch
ing her constantly and the way they inhaled her scent and responded to her body’s reaction to their touch. She felt the moisture leak from her pussy.
Vince turned her body around so she faced him. He locked gazes with her, and she saw his desire. He smiled softly then kissed her lips as he rubbed his hands over her ass.
Melissa heard someone clear their throat, but she wasn’t sure who it was.
“Time for breakfast,” Logan stated firmly, and Vince released her lips then took her hand. She thought he would lead her to the empty chair next to Jake, but instead, he walked her over to Logan and the empty seat between him and Sunny.
Even while sitting, Logan towered over her.
Vince stood her in front of Logan then walked away leaving her standing in front of Logan helpless. Her heart beat rapidly as she locked gazes with a very intimidating and fierce-looking man. His shoulder-length hair was shiny and beautiful. She had the urge to run her fingers through it, but it appeared that Logan was in charge. A move like that could cost her. Instead, she stared right back at him, waiting for him to speak.
She kept her distance until finally he spoke.
“Where’s my good-morning kiss?” he asked in such a demanding and superior tone she felt conflicted. Part of her wanted to give him more than just a good-morning kiss, and part of her wanted to challenge him.
Slowly she walked closer to him. Unlike the others Logan didn’t reach for her or pull her into his arms and kiss her. He wanted her to show the affection, the desire, and surprisingly, Melissa had no problem with that.
His legs were open as he sat on the stool. She walked between them and slowly reached her hands out to place her palms against his waist. She rubbed along his ribs then his chest, holding his gaze. His nostrils flared as he looked her over from cleavage to neck.
Melissa looked down and saw the rung under the stool. She stepped up on it, climbing between his legs as she ran her fingers through his chocolate locks. She felt her heavy breathing. She felt the need to taste Logan and the desperate need for his touch.
Dwyer, Dixie Lynn - SWAT Team Two and Miss Robin Hood [The Men of Five-0 #2] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever) Page 13
