Page 77 of Ten Mountain Men

I think I recognize his voice. I can feel it in my bones, the way it makes me shiver like the first time I heard it. When he scooped me out of the mud puddle after I crashed into Grumpy Luke, and carried me into the cabin and into the bath, holding me against his bare, lickable chest...I’m fairly certain it’s Hunter.

“It’s Hunter,” Brooks whispers. “Shhh, stay quiet and maybe he’ll go away. I mean, you can have us all if that’s what you want. I don’t mind sharing a bit…I just don’t want this moment to end yet between me and you.”

An unexpected spark of disappointment courses through me suddenly, but okay, yeah, I’ll be quiet so he’ll go away. I need to tell Brooks the truth, and telling him alone will be a hell of a lot easier than telling two Björnssons at once. I press my lips together to keep from making a sound.

Hunter is still stomping around, but he’s right outside the tent now. “Goldie? You in there?”

Brooks tenses behind me—his muscles, not his cock, although that is definitely still in a semi-tense form. I’m completely naked and the tent is practically steamed up from our body heat and the smell of sex. There’s no way we’re going to be able to hide that we’re in here.

“Goldie? You there?” The tent’s zipper rattles but he doesn’t open the flap. “Can I come in?”

I shrug helplessly at Brooks and he nods. “Go on, it’s okay,” he whispers.

“Yeah,” I say.

The tent flap opens and Hunter peers inside. His gaze immediately falls on my naked body. Instead of feeling embarrassed, a flush of pleasure rolls across my skin at the heat that immediately dances in his eyes as he takes in the sight of me. The heat settles between my legs when his curious smile turns into a breathtaking grin.

“Well, now,” he says as he looks back and forth between the two of us. “Don’t you two look as cozy as can be.”

I blush, but Brooks’s expression is a mix of annoyance and satisfaction. Mostly satisfaction, I think. “What the fuck are you doing here, Hunt? I told all of you to stay put and I’d find her and bring her back.”

“Well, when you didn’t come back, the others sent me after you. Thought she might’ve gotten real lost…but from the looks of it, you both were lost. Lost between the other’s legs.”

He winks and I feel it deep inside my core. As Hunter’s gaze darts between my legs again, and he drinks in the sight of me, memories pop into my head unbidden, of my body sandwiched between Clay’s and Buck’s. Memories of Lynx and Nash and me down by the river…

The sudden want that comes over me is too much. I can’t think. Can barely remember to breathe.

“I guess I’ll go and give you two some privacy,” Hunter says, reluctance in his voice. His eyes flick to mine and I jump at the heat. “Unless you want me to strip myself nekkid and get cozy with you too.”

Before my brain can catch up with my mouth to invite him to do exactly what he just suggested, Hunter zips the tent flap back up and Brooks and I are alone once again.

It only takes a moment before we’re back in each other’s arms, his mouth to mine, his hard-on against my leg.

“Hey, Brooks,” I whisper against his lips, gently stroking his pecs. “You know how I said I wouldn’t change a thing about what just happened between us?”

“Yeah.” He sounds hesitant, wary.

“I wouldn’t, seriously! Not a single thing,” I say, to ease any concerns he’s having that I’ve changed my mind. “But…um…you know how you said I could have all of you guys if that’s what I wanted? That you don’t mind sharing me?”

He chuckles and I feel the earthquake rumble through my whole body. Squeezing my ass, he says, “I vaguely recall sayin’ that, yeah.” Then, with that smooth voice of his going husky and low, he whispers, “Are you trying to tell me that you want Hunter to be the one with you now, snapdragon?”

“Not the only one,” I blurt.

He frowns, one eyebrow raised. “What exactly are you saying, Rose-Gold Locke?”

What am I saying? “Um…”

“You want Hunter and me, both of us, don’t you, Gold?” Brooks asks, as if reading my mind. “At the same time?”

I can’t even imagine what that configuration will look like, but yes, I want them both. I want them both now.

“Do you mind?” I ask him. “I mean, is that okay?”

I’m startled when he lets out an earth-rumbling laugh and pulls me against his chest, encasing me in his arms. “You’re telling me I get to fuck you again, right now? Yeah, that’s okay. That will always be okay, snapdragon.” He squeezes me and kisses the top of my head before pulling away to look into my eyes. “You’re really telling me I get to fuck you again, right now? You want more of me?”

I nod. Enthusiastically.

Wow. He actually looks mystified, in a good way, like he’s just won the lottery, or found the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

---