Marshals' Most Wanted by Raina James

Author:Raina James [James, Raina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Erotic, Menage, Adult, Cowboy
ISBN: 9781606016978
Google: DYrDHqp7BRQC
Amazon: B0039XG11C
Barnesnoble: B0039XG11C
Goodreads: 8347485
Publisher: Siren Publishing
Published: 2010-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Hope groaned and folded down over Stev’s crossed arms.

“When is this supposed to stop again?”

Stev trailed an admiring palm down her spine. “I’m sure me and Rik can do better.”

She rolled her eyes, though he couldn’t see them. “I meant the rushka or whatever. When’s it supposed to stop?”

“Zusha. And it should start tapering off soon. Maybe a few days.”

“The longest I’ve ever heard it lasting is two weeks,” Tarik offered from where he splashed in the water.

“Two weeks!”

“He’s kidding. Right, Rik?”

“Uh, right.”

“Anyway, it’s always the strongest when the bonding link is first established. After that, while you’ll still go into zusha, it won’t be as…”

“Tear-off-your-clothes crazy to be fucked?” she asked sweetly.

“Compulsive,” he amended. “While you will always feel desire for me and Tarik, and us for you, you won’t be helpless to it.”

“Hmmm.” Hope felt incredibly relaxed, but she couldn’t stay like this. Stev’s softening cock started to slide from her body. She felt a few twinges in unexpected places. Or maybe not so unexpected. When she thought of all the things she’d let these two men do to her…Of what she wanted to do to them…Her cheeks burned.

Stev’s cock stopped its retreat, and she felt the unmistakable renewal of his interest. “Anything,” he whispered in her ear. “Anything you want, shalla.”

Hope glanced over her shoulder to meet his eyes, and knew. He’d seen what she’d been thinking. So, it hadn’t been her imagination. “How is this possible?”

He quirked a brow as Tarik waded out of the spring. “How is what possible?”

She didn’t know whether to be afraid that he and Tarik could wander through her thoughts or outraged at the invasion of her privacy. She fought down a wild laugh. Privacy. She doubted she had any secrets left from this devastating pair of off-worlders who claimed she was theirs by, what, divine right? Genetic destiny?

Tarik shook his head like a dog shedding water, spattering Hope and Stev with a spray of droplets. Ignoring his water slick nudity, he twitched his shirt free from the pile of clothes and sat down on it. Dark hairs formed a T between his flat bronze nipples and down his belly, until the trail thickened into a nest around his cock, which now lay quiescent against the column of his thigh. His skin stretched tight over well-defined muscles, the honey brown color of it only marred by a white, star-shaped scar in the meaty part where his left arm met his torso. Tarik ran his fingers through his tousled dark curls, brown eyes sparkling under water clumped lashes, and gave Hope the smile of a man for whom all was right in the world.

Hope forced herself to get off Stev’s lap, trying to ignore the dart of pleasure as his semi-hard cock glided out of her sensitized passage. Both men reached to steady her, Tarik even handing her a discarded shirt—one of theirs, though she couldn’t be sure whether it was Tarik’s or Stev’s—when he noticed her shiver. She yanked it on over her head and dug her damp hair out from under the collar.

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