Darkness Of Truth (An FBI/Romance Thriller~ Book 6) (24 page)

Climbing into bed naked, Tori leaned over and kissed him on the shoulder. “I love you, Julian.”

His heart clenched at the lies. He loved her more than his own life, and could never hurt her the way she was damaging him.
That wasn’t love, and he wanted to rage and scream those very words to her. Everything in him wanted to roll over and accuse her of using him, breaking him, and lying to him. Julian managed to hold it in, keeping still.

Now wasn’t the time.

Once he had proof, it would erupt.

Tori set her alarm and curled against the man she loved. Excitement was making it hard to sleep. Tomorrow everything was
going to be different. When she returned from Damascus, she could give him the good news, and they could move forward.

Together.

At some point she calmed, falling into sleep, pressed against the back of his body. The sleep was deep she never felt him slide as far from her as possible, just to escape her touch.

Had she, Tori would have
had warning of the heartbreak that was yet to come.

Arriving at the rental house, no one was hungry. Not for
food anyway, but they were starving for their woman. Both men watched her and tracked her every move around the room. If it were up to them, Elizabeth would be naked on the couch immediately.

“I’m going to go shower and get changed. I’ll meet you boys in a few,” she whispered, seductively. Before they could
accost her, she raced up the stairs and out of their grasp.

“Ethan, wait.
I need to talk to you,” he said, reaching out for his brother. With everything that happened today, Callen needed to make sure they were both okay.

He glanced over at his
brother and the hand restraining his arm. “About?” Ethan was a smart man, and he was pretty sure what had his brother all stirred up.

“Today I said something I didn’t mean, and I hurt you. I
’m so sorry. I selfishly didn't take your heart into consideration. I know that you’re still wounded that the baby isn’t yours. Don’t think I don’t notice you staring at her belly with pain in your eyes.”

Blackhawk sat on the couch and sighed. “I won’t lie. It hurts every damn day, Cal. I look at her and I’m happy for you, but aching for me.”

“How can I fix this, Ethan? What can I do to make your pain subside just a little bit?” Callen hated watching the man he loved hurt over him and Elizabeth having a child together.

“You can’t. I can’t help what I feel, and it lives in me. I want to let it go, Callen, trust me. The more pregnant she gets, the more I’m reminded.
”

“I’m sorry.”

Ethan continued, “I know exactly how you felt when she was pregnant with CJ. Your heart hurt every damn day. You wanted to have her as yours forever and see your child growing in her body.”

Callen nodded.

“I feel it now too. I’m swallowing it so she doesn’t suffer. I don’t bring it up, because she loves this child, and I can’t be cold or cruel and let Elizabeth see what’s living in me right now.”

“What about you,
Ethan? Are you going to love him?” Callen needed to know what his child’s life was going to be like. “Will you make him pay because my sperm beat yours to the egg? Is EJ going to be reminded every day that fate destroyed his life?”

Callen needed to know the truth. He’d grown up unloved and unwanted, and it made him a mess in his adulthood. He couldn’t bear to think that his son would travel that path too.

It killed him.

Blackhawk grabbed his brother by the back of the head and placed his forehead
against his own. “Never Callen! I won’t ever hurt this child. A while ago I made you a promise. When you sat on the couch in our home, telling Elizabeth about the burns on your arm, remember it?”

How could he forget? It was the first time he spoke of it to
anyone and his brother over heard it all.

“
I won’t hurt you either. I’ll love EJ because he’s part of her and you. Each half of him is part of a person I love with all my heart. I won’t ever not love him, cuddle him or cherish the moments when he smiles up at me. He’s mine, Cal. I’ll get through this.”

His brother helped him
release all the pent up pain he was carrying all day. “I love you, Ethan.”

His brother hugged him. “I love you to, Cal.”

“Awwww isn’t this touching,” she said from the stairs. “You two started the love fest without me? Isn’t it a little weird?”

Blackhawk began laughing until he glanced over at her lingerie
, and all he could think of was her body. “Callen, this is why I love pregnancy,” he stated, checking out his wife’s breasts. “Seriously love every damn second of it.”

Elizabeth crossed the room wearing a very revealing baby doll with lots of black and red lace. “Mr. Blackhawk, are you talking about your most favorite part of my body again?”

He just laughed, and it was reminiscent of a crazy man teetering precariously on the edge. “Yeah, I am.” His entire body got harder with each step closer she took.

Callen watched her in awe. Even pregnant, she was still working the lingerie for both of them. Apparently, Elizabeth had the foresight to bring some with her. “You look amazing,
” he finally got out. In the erotic looking lingerie, you couldn’t see the baby bump hiding beneath.

“Sit boys,” she demanded, watching both men rush to obey. The entire time she was showering and changing, they were on her mind.

Elizabeth climbed onto the couch, straddling Ethan’s lap. His erection was pressed against her body, and at immediate contact his body went tight. “I love you in a tie, Mr. Blackhawk,” she whispered, using it to pull his mouth to hers. The kiss was hot and explosive, and when she pulled away he moaned, needing so much more.

“Mr. Whitefox, You in jeans is a sight of sheer beauty
.”

S
he pulled him to her mouth next, burying her fingers in his ponytail. Working the kiss hard too, driving up the need in both men.

Ethan began running his hands over her incredible breasts. Nothing got hi
m hotter than his wife’s body. As she kissed his brother, Elizabeth ground down against his erection, and all he wanted was to get her naked.

Scratch that. He wanted her naked and bouncing in his lap.

Breaking the kiss, Elizabeth stared down into Ethan’s face. “Release the hair boys,” she whispered, enjoying the way it fell free around both of them. “I have to say, Ethan. I love your hair this length,” she purred, burying her hands in it and pulling roughly to control the kiss.

His hands went to his own shirt buttons, as he tried to
remove the oppressive clothing. What he wanted was to feel her sliding across his flesh. Ethan needed it in the worst way, and it was to the point he’d rip his clothing off to experience it.

Callen enjoyed watching Elizabeth torturing his b
rother with the kiss. It meant one thing. He was next. Quickly, he too began removing his clothes, in hopes she’d slide over into his lap and take him for a ride.

Elizabeth ran her nails down the front of Ethan’s body, across the tattoo she loved, and down his muscled
abs. “You’re next, Cal,” she said, jumping over to his lap. His hair was free and slid down his shoulders and chest. “I want you, Callen,” she whispered, as the man hungrily pulled her mouth to his. The kiss was deep, plundering and full of lust.

Blackhawk stood, stripping out of the rest of his clothes. Reaching over to his wife, he pulled the silky material from her body, forcing
a break in the kiss.

Callen moaned
, dropping his head back as his woman rubbed against the erection hardening between them. Christ, it was heaven and hell in a pretty little package.

“Get naked, Callen,” she ordered, moving off his lap. “Ethan, stand behind the couch, Elizabeth directed. He didn’t hesitate in the least. When her focus was back on Callen, she found him already stripped and back in his spot.

“Please ride me,” he whimpered as his body was ready to break from the tightness. “I want to feel you on me. It’s been days and I need it,” Callen begged like a junkie needing his fix. This woman was his addiction.

Ethan moved to stand behind
Callen, his body so close to his, knowing what was coming. “I want your mouth on me, Elizabeth. Now!” he ordered, feeling the need to be in control.

She grinned wickedly, climbing back onto
the one man’s lap and pulling the G-string aside. “I aim to please, boys,” she answered, sliding one mate deep into her body, while she pressed herself against Callen to pleasure the other with her lips.

Both men groaned in
desire and lust. Elizabeth slid up and down one man, while the other she worked frenetically with her oral skills. Callen controlled the depth with his hands on her hips, and Ethan his hands in her hair. They took what they wanted, as she offered up her body for total enjoyment.

Callen shook beneath her, and wasn’t going to make it much longer.

“Angel, I’m really close,” he whispered, eyes closed, as he was afraid to watch her pleasure his brother that close to his body. She was devouring Ethan, inches from his ear and the sounds were making him crazy. Callen was a man ready to fall off the edge.

Elizabeth slipped her husband from her mouth
, continuing to use her hand to slide up and down his hardening erection. “I’ll be back, Ethan,” she purred. With her free hand she buried it in Callen’s hair, painfully offering him what made him wild. Her mouth taunted and teased his, as he quaked buried in her body.

Blackhawk moaned watching her ride Callen and stroke him. The pleasure was hard to control as it threatened to hold him under. “Baby, finish him off, I need to be in you,” he muttered, trying to not focus on the scene before him.

She slammed down hard against Callen’s erection and his body vibrated. It was when she bit his lower lip, the orgasm ripped through both of their bodies. Callen exploded deep in her, pulling her over with him.

“Angel,” he moaned, holding her tight against his groin as pleasure overwhelmed him
, wave after wave.

Elizabeth’s hand faltered
, and Ethan groaned, desperate for his own release. After watching her and his brother, he was beyond wild. “I need you now,” he hissed, ready to pounce to get to his woman.

Ethan vaulted the couch, physically pulling Elizabeth from his brother’s body, as he slammed his mouth to hers, seeking the pleasure. Blackhawk was barely in control, as need threatened to pull him under.

Callen’s eyes tracked the motion of his woman being pulled from him, and then
forced back against him roughly. There was barely time to allow himself to float back to awareness, before Ethan had her trapped against his body, as he continued his oral assault.

The three of them were connected, sharing the woman between them.

She moaned as he thrust into her, sandwiching her between both of her men. Callen cradled her against him, a reminder of what his body had just enjoyed, as Ethan’s took what he now demanded. Hands slid, explored and found pleasure. When Callen stroked her already sensitive nipples the next wave of pleasure hit, and forced her to shatter.

Ethan enjoyed the way she
tightened down around him, luring him to the edge. Breaking the kiss, his brother took over, pillaging her mouth with his own. It was tongue and teeth, and Ethan was up close and getting quite the show.

If anything, he was wilder, hungrier and needing so much more. Every time they came together, he waited for the lust and want to lessen but it only grew
- always threatening to consume him.

Elizabeth was very aware of the two men
exploring her body. Callen explored, fingers finding just the right spot and forcing her again to the edge of the abyss.

Blackhawk concentrated on his wife and brother, when her hand traveled up into his hair and offered him that brief flash of pain, it was all it too much.

It consumed him in a fiery wave of need.

With Callen’s fingers pushing her over, he swallowed her scream as Ethan slammed into her one last time, letting go of everything to find the pleasure.

“God!” he muttered, trying not to crush her beneath him, as the room spun and his head began pounding.

Callen braced him, keeping him from crushing Elizabeth and the baby.

“Sorry,” he whispered hoarsely, laying his head on his brother’s shoulder as the room stopped spinning.

Elizabeth was alarmed. “Ethan, are you okay?” she asked, touching his face.

“Mmmm hmmmm,” he stated, barely audibly. Slipping from her body, he pushed off both of them, lying back against the other side of the couch. “Blood rushed to my head, that’s all” he said, keeping his eyes closed.

Elizabeth crawled off of Callen and kneeled between his legs. “Concussion?” Now there was guilt that she never thought
that it might be too much for him. “You’re taking it easy for a couple days,” she stated.

Callen
knelt beside him on the floor, agreeing with her as he rested his palm beside Elizabeth’s on his chest. Ethan’s heart pounded rapidly, and it worried him.