ChapterTwenty-Two
Jessa sat and watched the fire crackle along the logs. The newspaper was strewn across the ground, and so far what she had been looking for wasn’t there.
Nothing was mentioned about a manhunt for her, and no mentioning of the FBI searching for a woman who killed her ex-boyfriend. After almost two weeks of looking through the paper, she started to feel a little bit of dread and relief.
A part of her didn’t want to have the knowledge that she actually took a life hanging over her head. But there was another part of her that knew if Paul wasn’t dead then she was as good as dead. She tried telling herself that there was no way Paul would ever find her.
Deacon and Thayer’s cabin sat in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by a thick layer of trees and miles from civilization.
‘How you doing, baby?” She lifted her head from where it rested in her hand and smiled at Deacon.
He wore a pair of faded jeans and a black Henley. His dark boots were worn and scuffed, adding the whole “bad boy” look authenticity. She pushed herself onto her knees and lifted her hand.
Running her fingers through his dark faux hawk, she felt her arousal grow.
A low growl left him, and she found she positively loved that sound. “You’re insatiable.” He started lowering his head until his mouth came close to hers and she felt his breath tease her lips. “Wasn’t two orgasms enough?” She closed her eyes at the remembrance of what the three of them had done just an hour prior in the shower.
She didn’t question anymore the primal way he acted. It didn’t matter that she felt something wild inside of them, lurking and waiting to be released.
Before their mouths could connect, Deacon pushed away. She opened her eyes to see the smug look on her face.
“Why do you tease her, Deacon?” Thayer came walking in, his blue eyes set right on hers.
He bent down and cupped her cheek. His lips found hers, and he didn’t tease her as he thrust his tongue in her mouth. When he pulled away she felt drugged.
“How can you deny her anything when she looks so delectable?”
Deacon chuckled, and she looked around Thayer’s shoulders to glare at him. “I like teasing her and seeing a rise come out.”
His voice dropped to a deep growl.
“It makes me hard to know she wants me as bad as she does. And when I deny her, it makes her that much wetter.” He inhaled deeply, and she found butterflies flying around in her belly at the sight.
She stopped wondering about the strange things they did and said. The way they inhaled, like they could smell her arousal, didn’t make her confused any longer.
All she found was a deep-seated need. She also found it highly arousing at the way they spoke about her, calling her mate, and claiming she was theirs. It seemed so primitive and barbaric, but she found it comforting all the same.
Deacon’s smile started off small, but grew, as if he knew where her thoughts had gone. “You want to go into town with us, baby?”
She watched as they grabbed their coats. It was strange how quickly she became comfortable around them. They had a routine, and it felt like it had always been the three of them.
It didn’t make sense logically, but after years of living in the dark, she finally saw the light, and she wasn’t about to let it go.
Deacon admitted that the only thing mechanically wrong with her car had been the radiator, and he had gotten the part for that within a few days of her being with them.
He had admitted to dragging his ass on getting it fixed, and she couldn’t help but feel her heart swell because of it. They had wanted her here from the very beginning, and she realized, deep down, she had wanted to be with them also.
Nearly three weeks after he found her and she felt like she belonged, like she had a home. A heady feeling brought her to the brink of tears on more than one occasion.
“No, I think I’ll stay here and cook some dinner. You guys won’t be too long, will you?” She pushed herself up.
“Why, you gonna miss us?” Deacon’s cocky tone had her fighting her smile.
Snorting, which was so not ladylike, she walked past him to start dinner. Before she was clear of his path he snagged her around the waist and pulled her into his body.
His arm snaked around her waist, and he dipped her back. He held her off balance, but she knew his strength was immense.
“Don’t let me fall.” She said breathlessly as she stared into his eyes. She still saw some of that edginess behind his eyes.