“Yes, and it’s up to you. Last test I took was clean, and I’ve only been with the others since.”
“Yeah, I’m clean, and it’s completely up to you, Hannah. I’m okay either way.”
“Then no, I don’t want you to use one.”
“Got a position you prefer?” He helped me get all the way onto the bed and lay next to me, fondling my breasts while we spoke.
“I am fond of quite a few and always willing to try others.” Mostly, I just wanted him inside me.
He grabbed my hips and rolled me until I was straddling his legs. “How about this?”
I hadn’t expected him to want me on top for the first time, but I wasn’t going to complain. I ran my fingers down his velvety length and enjoyed the way it twitched under my fingers. He sucked in his breath in pleasure. I teased him, and myself, until he was even harder, and precum dripped from his head.
“Ready?”
“Yeah,” he breathed. He helped position himself at my entrance, and I slid down on his length.
His eyes shuttered as he groaned. “Feels so good,” he murmured before grabbing my hips and thrusting into me.
It took a moment for us to find our rhythm, but once we did, the combination of the feeling of him moving inside of me, and the pleasure through our shared bond had me floating with ecstasy.
“I’m close, Bridger.”
“Yeah, me, too,” he replied, voice thick with lust.
We came together. Now that I’d had all four of my men, I felt complete. Soon we’d have a place we could all share, and I’d really make Beechworth my home.
***
The next day after a long night of sex and cuddling and a delicious breakfast that was almost lunch, I’d left Bridger’s house. He’d promised to swing by tomorrow, so it wouldn’t be long before I saw him again, but I still wanted him closer. I wanted all my men closer. The house idea was feeling even more right for our situation than it had when Davin had brought it up.
Raindrops pattered on the windshield, giving moments of warning before the skies opened up. A sharp flash of lightning crackled across the sky, followed seconds later by booming thunder.
“Okay, it was cloudy this morning, but I hadn’t expected a storm like this.”
Nimbus perked up, glancing around, head tilted as he stared into the storm. The wind kicked up, and a branch fell across the road. I slammed on my brakes. Nimbus rooed, tail wagging like crazy.
“Buddy, what is it?”
He vanished and reappeared outside. When I didn’t follow, he turned and barked at me then reappearing in the passenger seat. The cloud dog gripped my sleeve and tugged before vanishing again.
Grumbling, I turned the car off, pulled out an umbrella from the door pocket where someone had thoughtfully stashed it for me and got out. The wind tugged at my umbrella and my hair, and fog misted my glasses as I followed Nimbus into the storm. He wouldn’t have pulled me out here if he didn’t have a really good reason.
We threaded our way through the trees for a few minutes before he sat down next to a tree and wagged his tail so hard I thought he was in danger of spraining it.
“What is it?” I kneeled and saw a tiny puppy. “What the…?” This pup was just barely old enough to be away from its mother. Eight weeks old maybe? “Little one, what are you doing out here all alone in this storm?”
I grabbed the puppy and tucked him into my shirt. He was soaked, hair thick and fluffy like Nimbus’s but more of a grayish color. It hit me… “Twister?”
The little dog gave a soft roo, and this time I couldn’t see because my eyes were full of tears.
“Oh, buddy, you said I’d see you again and here you are. Let’s get you inside and warm. I’m so happy you’re here.”
The little guy squirmed around until he could lick my nose.
I gave Nimbus a quick hug, and then we trudged back to the car. Even with the umbrella I was soaked, but home would be warm. I couldn’t wait to text the guys and tell them all about Twister. I wondered if he’d have the same powers as Nimbus or different ones.
Still, while I’d felt complete before, it was as if the last puzzle piece had fallen into place, and I could truly call Beechworth home.