“What the fuck kind of plan is this shit?” Dade whispered as he leaned against a tree in the shadows.
Steven glanced up from where he was squatted down waiting. “A bad one.” He said hardly more than a whisper and then turned back to watch Cora and Rachel stroll slowly across the site. Alone.
Dade moved silently until he was squatted down beside him looking through the long grass. “How long do we have to follow them around and hope some fucken maniac comes at them?”
Steven glanced down at his watch. “Twenty minutes and then I’m going to go throw Rachel over my shoulder and tie her to a large piece of furniture.” Dade muttered something he couldn’t understand. Lowering his voice more. “I was ready to throw them in the van and take them home tonight, willing or not, this is fucking ridiculous!” Steven hissed.
Dade’s head went up and he held his finger over his lips.
Looking around Steven glanced over to see the women walking too far ahead. Gritting his teeth he stared at Rachel. It was hard to focus when he was this agitated, but he tried. Taking a deep breath he sent the warm air spiraling out from where he was hidden across the dark night to brush across her face hoping she’d feel the touch of magic on a night without a so much as a breeze. She stopped and turned slightly reaching for Cora’s hand.
Dade was turning silently looking in all directions. *
Rachel reached out and grasped Cora’s hand. “Steven just sent a warning,” she whispered.
Cora nodded. “Let go of my hand and take a few steps away I want to see if I can sense anything.”
Rachel wandered a few feet away and bent to examine a stone while Cora lifted her head and spun in what appeared a carefree manner.
“It’s coming from the direction of the dinning shelter.” Cora whispered as she pretended to bend down and look at what Rachel was.
Rachel lifted her head and pretended to laugh at something Cora said. “I’ll see if I can get this to Steven somehow.”
Cora smiled. “You focus, I’ll send.” Then she draped an arm around Rachel’s shoulders as they walked slowly towards the men.” She stopped and rolled her eyes at her. “Okay focus on his face not his body, as interesting as that was...” she whispered.
Rachel’s eyes widened. “I’m trying. Did you see the man dance though, yummm?” Shaking her head she looked towards the tree and thought of Steven smiling at her.
“Perfect.” Cora whispered in her ear.
*
“What are they up to now?” Dade whispered near Steven’s ear. “They look like two lesbians.” He turned his head back and his eyebrows shot up when Cora leaned her body against Rachel’s and put her mouth to her ear. “Great! Just great! Some sicko is going to come at them and I’m going to rush in with a hard on.” Dade muttered.
Steven smiled and shook his head. “They were sending me a message. Fuck, Jones. You need a woman yesterday.”
Dade looked at him. “I saw you hold your breath too. What message?”
“Cora’s feeling something near the dinning shelter.”
“Who’s over that way?”
Steven rubbed his jaw. “None of us that I know of.”
“Fuck! When is it Owen and Chris’s turn in this?” Dade hunched down further and looked around towards the trees behind them.
“A few minutes time. We’ll let them wander this way before we walk out.” He turned to look at Dade. “Walk, not stomp. I’m as pissed as you are in this but if we’re close to bringing an end to this we’ll do it right.”
*
Dade nodded, looking back at Cora. Letting out a slow breath he slowly stood when Steven did.
Walking slowly towards the women, they made sure they saw their approach, not wanting to startle them. “Ladies, care to take a stroll?” Steven watched Rachel’s eyes move slowly over his body. That was all she had to do was look at him and he was hard for her. Somehow he had to tell her how he really felt about her. She smiled and stepped up beside him letting him pull her against his side as they slowly wandered towards the cabin.
Coralee leaned against Dade in the same casual way. Everyone knew neither were feeling as calm and relaxed as they appeared. Dade’s hand lightly caressed Cora’s hip as his eyes kept wandering over her. “Mister Jones, you’re projecting some pretty interesting vibrations right now,” Cora said in a low voice.
“I’m entitled, honey. After your performance earlier, I can’t help it.” He hugged her tighter to him.
*
Rachel finally allowed herself to look up at Steven. They had slowly been falling a little behind the other two with each step. “Thank you for helping earlier it wasn’t as easy to do as it looked.”
Steven ran his hand down over her ass in a caress. “It wasn’t easy to just stand there either.” To emphasize a point he squeezed before gentling to a caress again.
She bit her lip and watched the other two walk ahead. “How long will the others be out tonight?”
He shook his head. “They’d better do at least two hours like we just did. Staying hidden while you women wander around waiting to be attacked wasn’t a pleasant feeling, so they damned well better stick it out like Dade and I did.”
She chewed on her lip again. “I hope so.” She ran her eyes down over him. “I want to dance with you again, privately,” she whispered.
He hissed out a breath and started walking faster towards the cottage, practically pushing her to move with him. Her heart was thudding inside her chest. Steven had always been important in her life, but now there was something else. When he kissed her it made her head float and every nerve tingle. She’d never felt that before, not even when she had been an inexperienced teen. How are we going to go back to just friends after this?
*
They waited through the half hour growling match between Dade and Cora after the others left. Dade slammed out the door saying he’d go wander and watch until the others came back. Cora sighed and went to her room.
Steven closed the door behind Rachel and pushed her towards it. His mouth covered hers before she hit the door. He kissed her hungrily as he pulled at the halter-top barely covering her until it was on the floor.
He grasped her breasts that had tortured him as he’d watched her move around the fire. Groaning against her mouth he pulled away and ran his lips down over her throat to take a nipple roughly into his mouth. She responded to his every touch.
Her head Dropped back as her arms wound around his neck holding him to her. He ran one hand down to pull her tight into him before moving to the bottom of her skirt and pulling it up. He threaded his fingers beneath the thong she wore and tore it from her body with one movement before tossing it to the floor with her top.
He growled when she moved to grind into his body as she reached down and fumbled with the knot on the side of his sarong.
*
He was rocking his body between her thighs, causing her to want him in a way she’d had never wanted a man before. When his sarong slid from his body he reached down and lifted her up against him she wrapped her legs around his waist. The feeling of flesh on flesh ignited her further.
His mouth moved back to hers muffling her moan as he drove his body inside hers.
Supporting her weight with one hand, he thrust up into her again. He pulled her head back to bite the side of her neck. She couldn’t get enough of him and moved her hands to touch as much flesh that she could reach. She gasped and began pulling herself up using his shoulders to slam back down onto him. Hissing against her throat he straightened and gripped her hips helping her increase the collision of their bodies. “Look at me,” he demanded roughly. She opened her eyes to his, the heated look in his eyes burned through her. As their bodies collided again she hadto bit her lip to keep from crying out and taking a chance someone might hear them.
*
Watching her eyes when she quivered around him brought him to a quick climax right behind hers. Panting loudly, he rested his head on hers as he leaned her back again
st the door. She dropped her head to his shoulder and gasped to catch her breath. “Did I hurt you, angel?” He nuzzled into her hair. She was absolutely his perfect match.
She shook her head. “No. I believe that’s exactly what we needed.”
He lifted his head and looked down at her. “I’ll need more than that as soon as I can feel my legs again.” He kissed her tenderly and then pushed away from the door and carried her over to the bed and lowered her down onto it.
She propped herself up and watched him. “We have to stop in case Dade comes back.”
He shook his head as he lowered his mouth to the witch on her thigh. “He’ll just think I went out to look around.”
She ran her hand through his hair as he moved up her body. “I don’t want to take a chance. He’s not in good humor tonight.” She gasped when his tongue swirled around a hard nipple.
He raised his head and grinned at her. “He’s a bit frustrated. Can you blame him? He had to stand there and watch Cora dance just like I had to watch you. The only difference is I get to take it out on your body.” He flicked his tongue over the other nipple with the same results. “He was squirming when we were in the trees and Cora leaned against you.”
She chuckled quietly. “Was he hoping for a bit of a show?”
“He’s hoping for anything right now. If Cora would just let the man near her we’d have a tame Dade on our hands.”
“Is that what you are now, Dr. O’Reily? Tamed?” She stroked a hand down his back as he moved over her body and ran his lips along her neck.
“I wouldn’t say tamed, Angel. The animal will always break lose but you have to admit I was on my very best behavior all day and night.”
She lifted her hips and took him into her body in one smooth motion. “You were. Now let loose of that animals’ chain,” she whispered against his throat moving her body erotically up and down him.
He growled against her mouth before complying. *
There had been so many of them.
He had been so shocked to see the sinners come forward.
So many asking to be cleansed.
He watched some together and wanted to help them
But two men lured to their wickedness had come to them
He didn’t blame the men they couldn’t help it
There was still time.
Chapter 5
Rachel sat there trying not to ogle Steven as they discussed the previous night’s events.
“Gwen felt it too last night?” Cora asked Patrick.
Patrick sprawled on the grass with the others. “Yes. I could sense it, too. I was out there with Justin. But we couldn’t find anyone.” He grinned. “Kevin sat up top of a damn tree half the night watching who was coming and going he saw someone in the shadows once but then they walked back towards the cabin area.”
Dade sat up. “Fuck! So what you want us to do all that again tonight?” His voice was low and seething.
Patrick sighed. “Yes, minus the whole dancing show. I don’t think my nerves could deal with one of you gents losing it right now.”
Cora’s cell phone beeped. She reached to get it.
Patrick sent her an annoyed look. “Tell Miss Caruthers we got a little closer last night.” He watched her open it to send Rhonda the message and then stood up. “Get some rest people we’re going to have another very long night again tonight. He turned then stopped and looked back at Dade. “Would you be able to call him out somehow with that talent of yours?”
Dade sat there and thought. “I could try but in the end with no definite focus I could end up calling out every person in the crowd in a bad mood.” Patrick looked at him with confusion on his face. Dade spread his hands trying to find the words. “I can call a certain person to me with the right rhythm and as long as I can focus on them with my eyes or picture in my mind.”
Patrick puffed out a breath. “And we don’t have enough for you to do that.” His eyes moved to Chris lying back with Kasey curled up against him. “Don’t suppose you have any tricks we could use.”
Chris glanced down to see Kasey looking at him waiting for him to answer and then shook his head. “Like Dade, I need something personal to focus on.”
Sticking his hands in his pockets Patrick nodded. “Was worth a try. If any of you come up with anything we can use let me know. We’re close, I can taste it.” He turned and walked away.
Rachel straightened up from the slumped position she’d been in. “Can you do something, Chris?”
Kasey sat up and waited.
Chris ran his eyes over Kasey before turning to Rachel. “If I tried to find anyone with thoughts directed at you ladies, I could end up with every male that wanted his hands on you last night.”
Steven snarled. “And every fucking one wanted to!”
A few startled eyes turned to him.
Steven shrugged. “Sorry for stating the truth.” He leaned back and closed his eyes.
“Steven can I use your phone again?” Rachel asked quietly.
“You know where it is,” he mumbled without opening his eyes.
Rachel got up and went over to the cabin and slipped in the door. Now what? The way he’d growled took her from the relaxed state to instant turn on. What am I going to do after we leave here? You are in big trouble lady! She bit her tongue and went back to the door. “I can’t find it.” She called out and then went up the stairs to his room. She just needed a few minutes with him.
*
Steven came through the door a few minutes later. “It’s right...” He found himself shoved up against the wall and her mouth on his, hungrily on his. He barely had the chance to respond when she was working her way down his bare chest. “Angel, what are you doing?” He glanced back at the open door. “Someone could come in.” She didn’t answer, just continued working her way down his body with hot lips that left a trail of fire.
Her hand went under his sarong to run up his bare legs. His breath caught in his throat when her hand closed over his now very obvious arousal. Turning his head he tried to focus on listening for someone coming in the cottage. Her hands parted the sarong and he sucked in a breath when her tongue ran up the length of him.
He swallowed the groan in his throat and grasped her hair in his hand trying to listen for the others. When he felt that stud in her tongue run around his sensitive tip he had to clamp his jaw together to stop from groaning too loudly. He should really stop her before someone walked in. Her lips closed around him as she continued to run that priceless jewel up and down him.
Shaking his head he turned his face towards the door again, he couldn’t even focus, never mind listen for steps. He looked down at her to see her watching him with more passion in her eyes then he’d ever seen before. Bracing his hands against the wall he fought to not grab her hair and force more of him into her mouth. He was so lost in her right now, the whole world could be watching and he wouldn’t notice or care. She suddenly sucked hard pushing the ring into the most sensitive spot and his legs jerked as he came without warning into her mouth.
Grasping her hair with both hands he pulled her up his body until his mouth was on hers. Holding her face he smiled. “I’ll never be able to look at your mouth now without thinking of that you wicked woman.”
Rachel licked her lips and he couldn’t help following her tongue with his eyes. “Sorry, I had the uncontrollable urge.”
He grinned. “Wouldn’t be good to curb an urge like that.” He watched her straighten his sarong. “But how do I return the favor?”
She stepped back from him and picked up his phone. “I’m sure you’ll come up with something, but not right now. That was a big enough chance I think.”
He watched her dial the phone and stood exactly where she’d pushed him. How am I going to just let her go when we get home?
His eyes watched her mouth as she talked into the phone quietly and he shuddered. Taking a deep breath he tried to bring his mind under control. She was wearing a longer skirt today and the little
witch was covered. He’d had to fake sleeping on the ground when she had sat beside him to keep from pushing it up and running his tongue over it. Moving his eyes back up to her face he saw she was watching him.
“You’re standing there looking at me with puppy eyes, Doc. That won’t give away anything.” She cocked one eyebrow at him.
Steven shrugged. “Sorry. Mind still hasn’t quite returned. How’s Ricky today?”
She set the phone down. “The same.” She walked towards the door. “I’m going over to help with the kids program.”
He rubbed a hand over the front of himself. “I’ll be there as soon as these images fade.”
She looked down at his hand and flipped her tongue out to pop the little stud between her teeth. “I’ll meet you there,” she whispered with a smile and then walked out.
He had just sat on the bed when Dade walked in.
“Rach seems happier. Her little friend doing better?”
Steven cleared his throat to find his voice. “Must be having a good day.”
Dade dug in his backpack. “That’s good.” He frowned down at him. “You okay? You look flushed.”
Steven chuckled. If you only knew. “Yeah, probably got too much sun.”
“Then don’t lie right in it, doctor.” Dade snorted. Sobering again he leaned back against the door. “Any thoughts on what can be done tonight to find this fucker?”
Steven leaned onto his knees and clasped his hands. “No clue. It really sucks. All this power the group of us have and we’re still running blind.”
Dade crossed his arms. “I hear that.” He grinned. “So you’ve got quite the moves on you by the way, where did you learn to dance like that?”
Steven laughed. “I didn’t know I could. You probably would have discovered a few moves hiding inside you if you’d gotten closer to a half naked Cora.”
“My moves would have been on the ground with her which is why I stayed safely behind my drum.”
Steven nodded as he stood up. “Yeah, surprised the hell out of myself that I didn’t drag her off somewhere.” At that moment at least he thought. “I’m heading over to the children’s area and then I’m hoping to find thirty seconds to take a nap before tonight.”
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