With a gasp, she looked up at him as he pulled almost out and teased her opening with the head of his cock. She wanted to lift her hips, force him back into her, but he continued to tease, driving her crazy with his short, shallow movements.
“Sam,” she growled.
Sam locked his gaze onto hers and pushed forward slowly, giving her every last inch of his throbbing cock. Keegan sighed as his length filled her and his girth rubbed against her sensitive channel.
“Is that what you wanted, baby?” he purred.
He pressed even deeper, letting his groin grind against her clit before he pulled almost out again. Keegan whimpered as he repeated that delectable teasing move. This time when he plunged deep, he did it harder, making her scream as his balls hit against her ass.
Cody joined them on the bed, and Sam rolled to his side, pulling her with him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, knowing what was coming, knowing that Cody would soon be inside her too.
He used his fingers to gently smear lube around her opening before pressing two fingers into her ass. She and Sam moaned together as Cody’s fingers went deep, rubbing against her channel as well as Sam’s cock.
Keegan ground her hips against Sam. She lifted her leg around his waist, and Sam grabbed behind it, holding it there as he shoved his cock deeper. Cody added a third finger, stretching and preparing her for his entry. She loved how gentle they were—how they worked together to get her ready. But she was getting tired of the play. She wanted him inside her.
Sam’s lips slanted over hers as Cody removed his fingers and settled the head of his cock at her entrance. Her first instinct was to stiffen—to hold her breath. The sensation of both of them inside her was almost too much.
“Just breathe, baby,” Sam whispered against her lips as Cody pressed slowly into her. He cupped her face and brushed his thumb over her cheek. “Just breathe.”
Cody worked himself in slowly, giving her time to adjust, to accept.
Sam gently brushed his lips across hers. “Fuck, that makes you tight.”
He sighed and pulled back just a little, meeting the same depth as Cody. They stayed there, Cody cupping her breast, softly kissing her neck. Sam nibbled at her bottom lip. Their restraint impressed her and melted her heart. She knew they weren’t all the way inside her. They were waiting on her. One move, one whispered plea from her would either have them pulling out or claiming her completely.
Keegan drew in a deep breath and closed her eyes. “Don’t stop.”
Both of them pressed forward with a groan of pleasure. Keegan gasped as the stretching sensation morphed into a pleasure so strong she could hardly keep from screaming. She dug her nails into Sam’s shoulders, holding tight as the pleasure built to a fever pitch.
God, she’d never imagined it would feel like this.
They moved together, timing their thrusts perfectly so they moved as one. Cody bit at her shoulder, and she whimpered in pleasure. It was all she could muster. The building release was so strong it took everything she had not to pass out.
“Keegan,” Sam murmured against her lips. “God, you feel good, baby.”
“Uh, God,” she groaned as her orgasm began to take hold.
Every part of her tensed, then released as wave after wave of pleasure washed through her body.
“Damn,” Cody groaned. “I can feel every throb.”
His fingers tightened on her breasts, increasing Keegan’s pleasure, and she screamed as the throbs continued seemingly without end. Sam thrust faster, pressing deep one final time, joining her in her orgasm. Cody came seconds later, his growl of rapture lost in the side of her neck.
Keegan wasn’t sure what happened after that. She vaguely remembered them cleaning her, holding her, speaking softly into her ear, but other than that, nothing except the profound sense of being home.
* * * *
Keegan awoke with a start and glanced frantically around the room. Sam and Cody were both still asleep, and she was thankful her ramblings hadn’t woken them. She’d had this dream every night since meeting them. What did it mean? Why was she having it?
As carefully as possible, she slid from the bed and headed downstairs to grab something to drink. It would take her a while to get back to sleep anyway.
“Keegan.”
The voice sounded as though it came from behind her. She jerked around but saw nothing. Feeling a bit nervous now, she opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water off the top shelf.
“Keegan!”
This time the voice was louder, and the pain behind her eyes that accompanied it nearly sent her to her knees.
“What?” she asked as she put her hand to her head.
Who was yelling at her? Was it Cody or Sam? It didn’t sound like them, but who else would it be?
“Keegan!”
This time she whimpered at the pain and scrunched her eyes shut. What was going on? What was wrong with her?
“Keegan?” Sam said from the entrance into the kitchen.
“Stop yelling at me!” she snapped, then glared at him.
Sam looked taken aback at her angry reply. “I didn’t yell at you.”
The pain behind her eyes intensified, and she gripped the counter in an effort to stay upright. It hurt so bad she could hardly breathe.
“Keegan?” Sam asked as he took a step toward her.
She looked over at him pleadingly. “Sam,” she whimpered as the pain became too much. “My head.” Everything went black, and she slid to the floor.
SAM RUSHED FORWARD and caught her just before she hit the ground. He picked her up in his arms as worry made his stomach tighten.
“Cody!” Sam yelled as he carried Keegan into the living area.
Cody appeared at the top of the stairs. When he saw Keegan, he put his hand on the railing and leaned over. “What happened? Is she okay?”
“I don’t know. Get me a robe or something to cover her with. We need to take her to see Doc Borus.”
Cody nodded and went to do as Sam asked. “And grab me something too,” Sam called.
He put Keegan on the couch and waited for Cody to bring their clothes.
* * * *
“Found her,” Dastan said loudly, making Dmitry jump.
“Where?” Dmitry asked.
“Montana.”
Dmitry raised an eyebrow. “Mon-what?”
“Montana. It’s in the United States.”
“Our realm or the human one?”
Dastan grabbed a jacket from the closet by the door and tossed it to Dmitry.
“Human,” Dastan replied.
“What the hell is she doing in the human realm?”
“Don’t know yet. I just know where she is. Now let’s go get her and ask.” Dastan pushed his arms through the sleeves of his leather jacket. “Then we can bust her ass for doing something so damn stupid.”
Chapter Fourteen
Keegan awoke to bright lights above her head. Squinting, she glanced around, trying to determine where she was. White walls, white floors, silver instruments, and beeping monitors filled the room, letting her know exactly where she was. She was back at the hospital again.
“Sam?” she called. “Cody?”
“They’ll be back in a moment.” A man in a white coat came forward. “Do you remember me, Keegan?” he asked. “I’m Dr. Borus.”
Keegan looked up at him through watery eyes and nodded. He was the doctor who’d taken care of her when she was here the first time.
“How long have you been having these headaches?”
“This is probably the second time. Is there something wrong?”
She adjusted the sheet over her body as the chill in the room began to sink into her bones. Her headache was gone, but a weird sense of fatigue had taken its place.
“No, not that I can find.”
Sam and Cody walked into the room, their faces pinched with worry. She hated that she was putting them through this.
“The nurse said you were done with
the tests,” Sam said as he walked over and took Keegan’s hand in his. “You okay?”
She nodded as Sam turned his attention back to the doctor.
“Her tests were all clear. I was just trying to get some more information from Keegan. What’s the last thing you remember?” the doctor asked as he turned back to her.
“Snapping at Sam for yelling at me.”
She glanced at Sam and gave him an apologetic look. He didn’t respond. He was paying attention to the doctor more than her.
“Why did you think he was yelling at you?” the doctor asked.
Keegan sat up slowly and sighed. “I don’t know. Maybe his voice just sounded loud because of my headache.”
She didn’t like lying, but how could she tell them she was hearing someone yell for her through her mind, and every time she heard it, she experienced these massive headaches? They would think she was nuts. She thought she was nuts.
Dr. Borus turned to Sam and Cody. “Would the two of you go tell the nurse to come here and bring the syringe I asked for earlier?”
Sam nodded and motioned for Cody to follow him from the room. Cody touched her shoulder softly. “We’ll be back.”
As soon as they left the room, the doctor turned back to Keegan. “Are you sure there’s not something else, Keegan? Anything at all, no matter how small.”
Keegan shook her head.
“All right,” he said, sighing.
Keegan got the distinct impression he didn’t believe her, but she wasn’t sure she could risk telling him the truth. Not yet anyway. Maybe she could figure it out on her own.
“We did an MRI and found nothing wrong. I’m assuming these are migraines. It’s possible they’re something new, or it’s possible you’ve been having them for a while. With your memory loss, it would be hard to say for certain.”
Keegan clasped her trembling fingers in her lap. “What do I do for them?”
“I’m going to give you some medicine for the next time it hits, but I’m afraid there’s not much you can do to stop yourself from getting them.”
Keegan nodded and began to twist her fingers nervously.
“Is your head still hurting now?” he asked.
“A little,” she lied again. It really didn’t, but she thought that maybe if it was migraines, it should be.
“Keegan? Are you sure there’s nothing else?”
She looked up at the doctor, the words just on the tip of her tongue. She wanted to tell him. She wanted to tell someone but wasn’t sure how without coming across as a nutcase.
“Nothing else,” she finally said, her voice soft and uncertain even to her own ears.
Sam and Cody came into the room, along with the nurse. The doctor nodded at the nurse, then waved for Sam and Cody to follow him out the door. Sam caught her eye and winked. “We’ll be right back…again.”
She swallowed back a lump in her throat the size of a baseball. She had an awful feeling of dread watching them walk out the door. She wanted to call them back but didn’t.
SAM CROSSED HIS arms over his chest as he waited for the doctor to say whatever it was he wanted to say. Cody shuffled nervously next to him, and Sam wanted to snap at him to stop, but he didn’t. Truthfully, he understood Cody’s edginess.
“Is there something wrong, Doc?” Sam asked.
The doctor shook his head, but worry clouded his eyes. “Her MRI was clean, but keep an eye on her.”
Sam narrowed his eyes. “Why? What are you thinking?”
“She said she thought you were yelling at her. Did you call her name?”
Sam shrugged. “Yeah, but I didn’t yell it.”
“It’s probably nothing, and it could be the migraines like she thinks. They do affect sound, but keep an eye on her anyway. Watch out for possible auditory hallucinations.”
“What?” Cody asked.
“It’s where she hears things that aren’t there,” Sam said.
“I know what it means,” Cody snapped. “But why?”
The doctor shut Keegan’s file and turned to face them more fully. “She took a pretty hard hit to the head. I didn’t see anything on her scans, but that doesn’t mean there’s not a problem. Not to mention the fact that you know nothing about her.”
Sam scowled. “Are you trying to say she might be crazy?”
The doctor shook his head. “No. That’s not what I’m saying. Guys, just keep an eye on her.”
With that said, he turned and walked down the hall, leaving a confused Sam and Cody to stare after him.
“What exactly is he trying to say, Sam?” Cody asked.
“To be honest, I’m not sure.”
“Do you think he’s right? We didn’t know her.”
Sam looked at his brother and frowned. “Keegan is not nuts. Don’t even go there, Cody.”
“I wasn’t. I’m worried about her. Should we have told him about her nightmares?”
Sam sighed. “I don’t know. How did she seem yesterday when you guys were in town?”
Cody shrugged. “She was fine. Seemed to be in good spirits, although I think last night she was pretty restless.”
Sam nodded and moved to lean against the nurse’s station. “I noticed that too. She’s probably remembering the attack in her dreams, and because she’s not sleeping well, maybe that’s bringing on these headaches. We need to do something to help her relax more.”
Cody leaned in closer. “I would think the sex would’ve done that.”
Sam sighed and tilted his head to the side in acknowledgement. “I don’t think she’s crazy, but I do think there’s something she’s not telling us.”
“Like what?” Cody asked.
“I think there’s more to these nightmares and headaches than she’s letting on.”
Sam had begun to care for Keegan. More than he’d thought possible after just a few days. They needed to figure out what was going on, and the sooner the better. He wanted to know who she was, where she came from, before he lost his heart to her completely.
He turned to his brother. “I think it’s time we found some answers, Cody.”
“How are we supposed to do that?”
“Help her remember.”
* * * *
Keegan paced the deck, watching the sun set in the distance. She was so tense. Sam and Cody had been in and out, each taking turns watching over her like she was some sort of fragile flower. She hated it. She hated how they watched her. It made her nervous.
Images flashed behind her eyes, and she froze, gripping the railing with trembling fingers. This was the second time today she’d had images pop into her head. It was like watching a movie trailer. Short flashes of people and places that weren’t familiar and didn’t make any sense.
This time, the images looked like they were from another time. Horses and buggies. Women in long dresses. Men in long coats, hats, and canes. Why would she have memories like that? Memories from a hundred years ago.
With a sigh, she reached up and pinched her temples to ease the ache that was building behind her eyes. At least this one was coming on slowly, not the sudden onset of blinding pain that she’d experienced last night. Those only appeared when she heard the voices. Thank God those hadn’t come back.
“Keegan?” Sam asked.
She turned to face him as he walked out onto the deck. His brow creased in worry, and Keegan wanted to scream at him that she was fine. Her nerves were so frazzled right now. Her mind was a jumble of nameless faces and disjointed images.
“Is there something wrong with me that you and Cody aren’t telling me about?” she asked.
Sam frowned. “Why do you ask that?”
“Because one of you has been here all day. You’ve not once left me alone.”
Sam sighed and came to stand in front of her. “We’re just worried about you, Keegan.”
“I’m worried about me too,” she whispered.
“I think you need to remember, baby. You need to figure out who you are.”
Kee
gan nodded as a lump swelled in her throat. Sam took her hand in his and brought the backs of her fingers to his lips.
“I need you to remember, Keegan,” Sam whispered.
“Why? Why can’t we just keep going as we are?”
Sam moved closer and put his finger under her chin, forcing her to meet his stare. “What are you afraid of, baby?”
She swallowed, determined to tell him everything. All her fears, her flashes of images, even her nightmares. “I have this terrible feeling of dread. I feel as though I need to hide…as though someone or something is after me.” Sam frowned slightly, and Keegan drew in a slow, deep breath. “I know it could be residual fear from the wolf attack, but I think there’s more to it.”
“Like what?”
“I’ve been having these flashes of memory, but it doesn’t make any sense. It’s like watching a period movie from another time. I know I didn’t live during the eighteen hundreds, but that’s what I see. And my nightmares. They’re always the same. A brown wolf and a black-and-gray wolf are protecting me, talking to me in my mind. We’re in trouble. We’re preparing for a fight. Then I see you. The wolf that attacked me attacks you, but I can’t get to you. I’m being held back and have to watch as that wolf tears into you.”
A single tear slipped down her face as she continued. “But what’s even stranger is that when I dream of you and Cody, I know you better than I know myself. I dreamed of you that first night in the hospital. It’s how I knew your name when I woke up. I knew it because I knew you in my dream.”
“Keegan,” Sam argued. “You just remembered my name from when you came to in the emergency room.”
Keegan shook her head. “No. You didn’t tell me your name. I knew Cody too. You didn’t have to tell me his name when he came into the room. I already knew it.”
Sam frowned.
“And there’s more,” she whispered.
She pulled away from Sam and turned to the small table a few feet away, where she’d left her coffee cup. She raised her hand, then dropped it. “When you see this, just please don’t look at me as though I’m a freak.”
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