Shades of Ménage : A Dystopian Romance Ménage & Post Catastrophic Romance Ménage Boxed Set Series - Ultimate Four-Book Collection (26 page)

The amused chuckle came again as he turned around.

Instantly all her fears melted away, as the carbon copy of Luke smiled back at her.

“
Colter Outlaw! You son of a bitch! I’ve never been so happy to see anyone in my life!” she laughed at the doctor.

Colter was a year younger than Luke and just as cute. Where Luke had dark-brown hair, his brother’s hair was longer and a dirty blond, his eyes a twinkling soft blue, characteristics of the Outlaws’ mother. Bless her soul.

“
You’re protecting my brother like you’re some kind of she-wolf,” he said and nodded to the gun in her hand.

She lowered the weapon and flushed.

“
Shouldn’t have done that.” His smile disappeared, and his eyes turned cold, sending a fissure of alarm racing through her.

In one quick swoop, he grabbed the gun from her.

Stunned at his unexpected behavior she could only stand helplessly.

He nodded to the woods behind him where she spotted two men standing there with their guns drawn and pointed at her.

No
!

“
Never trust a man these days, Callie. Not even an Outlaw. We could claim you right here and now. With Luke, there are enough of us.”

A wave of dizziness twisted around her.

Never in a million years had she imagined that she couldn’t trust an Outlaw. For a split second, she thought about making a grab for her gun and killing herself.

That idea spun away quickly.

Oddly enough, Luke’s suggestion whispered in her ear about her being claimed by him and his brothers.

It wouldn’t be such a bad thing, and if Luke was included…

Callie shook the crazy thought from her mind.

Sweet heavens! She hadn’t escaped the government labs just so she could become some sexual slave and servant to a bunch of men.

“
Where’s Luke?” Colter asked.

Before she could answer and explain that Luke was gone, his voice snapped through the air.

“
Right here.”

She blinked at the gun barrel that poked out between the slats of the plank-covered window, and sighed with relief. She wanted to burst into the cabin and fling herself into his arms, and beg him to forgive her for not telling him everything right from the beginning.

“
How’d you find me?” Luke growled from inside. Anger laced his words.

He was still very upset with her. But he was back.

At least that was something.

“
I went to visit the preacher in jail. He told me.”

“
He’s in jail? What happened?” Callie asked. Concern for the man who’d been helping her overrode Colter’s threat of claiming her.

“
Don’t worry—he’ll be out soon enough. Unfortunately, for him, in the government’s haste to install the Claiming Law they forgot that men of the cloth had powers higher than theirs…some government officials and judges were actually allowing some couples to remain married after the preachers united them. The government has done a harsh crackdown placing those judges, officials, and preachers in jail. All marriages in the eyes of God have been revoked.”

Luke cursed from the other side of the window.

A hollowness zipped through her.

They weren’t legally married after all.

“
Well, it is nice to see you both alive.” Colter nodded to her, his gaze dark and sensual. “Especially you. We all had you figured as good as dead.”

“
As you can see she’s very much alive, now give her back her gun,” Luke growled.

Thank God! At least she could trust one Outlaw.

“
She needed to be taught a lesson, Luke. She should know not to trust a man. Any man.”

“
Your point is well taken,” Callie said, relief pouring through her as she extended her hand for the gun.

Yet Colter hesitated.

He stared hard at where Luke’s gun barrel poked through the slat.

Tension burst through the air between the two brothers. She wondered what was going through Colter’s head. Would he defy his brother? Would he do as he threatened, and instruct his brothers to claim her here and now?

“
Give her back the gun, Colter. The last thing we need is to have more bullets flying around. One bullet through me is quite enough.”

What was Luke insinuating? Would he fight his brothers to protect her?

The idea both pleased her and scared her.

Would the Outlaw brothers actually try to claim her? Without Luke? Or did it go much deeper? Did Luke still want her? Even after her secrets were now in the open?

She burst from her thoughts when the smooth handle of the gun slapped into her palm.

“
Don’t let that gun out of your sight,” Colter said in a menacing tone that made shivers of fear run up her back.

“
Get your asses in here,” Luke said from inside. “Callie, could you put some food up for our guests?” Without waiting for an answer, the gun barrel disappeared from the crack in the window.

When she looked back at Colter, her grip tightened around her gun, as she found his appreciative gaze sliding sensuously up and down the full length of her finally settling upon the swell of her breasts.

She knew the look in the eyes of a man who was interested in a woman and Colter Outlaw was interested.

His eyes, no longer soft, were now so dark and so captivating that to her shock, the heat of sexual awareness shimmered deep inside her.

“
I apologize for scaring you, Callie. But you have to know what’ll happen to you if you let down your guard. Men know there is a good possibility they can’t have a woman in their lifetime. They can get quite…desperate.”

Callie nodded suddenly understanding why he’d been looking at her the way he had.

He probably hadn’t had sex in quite some time.

And his brothers standing by the tree line were in the same boat.

She tried to ignore the strangely sensual stirrings at the erotic visions of having the Outlaw brothers making love to her in order to claim her.

All those men.

All that sexual energy saved up for her.

She flushed with embarrassment at her thoughts…or maybe it was excitement?

“
I’ll go get my brothers. Back in a minute.”

She watched the tall Outlaw saunter off, his long legs clad in a pair of tight jeans that showed off the fine curves of a nicely shaped tush, his wide shoulders and arms were covered by a tight, black shirt that prominently showed the curves of some mighty nice-sized muscles.

In the past, she’d met all of the Outlaw brothers.

They’d been very kind to her. Very sweet.

She remembered thinking how sexy they all were, but to her, Luke was the sexiest of them all.

Sexy or not, unfortunately Colter was right. These days no man could be trusted. She’d do well to remember that.

Chapter Nine

“
What the hell happened? The preacher said the Barlows shot you,” Colter asked the instant he and his other brothers Cade and Mac stomped into the cabin.

Luke hadn’t even had a chance to apologize to Callie for running out on her. He’d tried but she’d stopped him by saying she had to cook, and they’d talk later.

He wished he hadn’t run away. Wished like hell he hadn’t left when she’d needed him the most.

It had been selfish of him to hide his anger, his anxiety and his sickness as to what had happened to her.

Just like it had been self-centered of him to instantly explode when she’d told him she’d wanted to help the government all those years ago. Just like he’d been selfish to suggest his brothers and himself claim her.

He needed to stop being such an asshole and start being a man, and put Callie’s needs before his own.

He had to protect his woman.

Despite his renewed vows, he couldn’t help but grin as he surveyed Callie frying up some eggs at the woodstove, and throwing nervous glances at his brothers as they sauntered in.

Being nervous would be the last thing on Callie’s mind if his brothers followed through on claiming her.

During the Terrorist Wars having sex at least once a week with the conscripted women or lady volunteers who came to service the men was mandatory R&R. Luke and his brothers had had plenty of opportunities to learn the ways to pleasure women.

“
I asked you a damn question, Luke! What happened? Is it true? Did a Barlow shoot you?” Colter snapped, as he stood in front of Luke eyeing the bandages covering his wounds.

“
It’s true.”

A round of protests ripped free from his other brothers who circled around him with concern.

“
Shit, Luke! What the hell did you do to piss them off?” his brother Mac asked.

“
He heard rumors…about my sister, Laurie, being claimed by the Barlows.” Callie explained.

Colter’s eyes widened in surprise. Mac and Cade gasped in shock.

He’d forgotten that his brothers didn’t know about Laurie.

“
Laurie? As in Tyler’s woman? She’s the one who volunteered to get claimed by the Barlows?” Colter hissed.

Luke nodded.

“
That traitorous bitch!” he spat.

“
She has no idea Tyler is alive, Colter. I know she wouldn’t have done it if she’d known,” Callie said, coming to her sister’s rescue.

Colter ignored her and threw Luke an anguished look.

“
You told Callie about Tyler, too? We agreed we wouldn’t tell anyone until we had him out.”

“
She had a right to know.”

Colter swore and shook his head in disappointment. “So, now Laurie knows?”

“
I never told her,” Callie said coldly. “Although I wanted to. She has every right to know.”

Colter whirled on her, his eyes sparking anger.

“
She’s a Barlow now! She has no rights to my brother anymore. Not after what she’s done. When he finds out, he’ll kill her.”

“
When he finds out, he’ll be the man I know he is and get her out of there,” Callie snapped back.

To Luke’s surprise, Colter said nothing. But he glared at Callie with a fierce anger Luke had seen him use many times with fellow officers who gave him trouble in the army. It was a look that would have made any man twice Luke’s size back down from him.

But Callie stood her ground, staring right back at his brother with open defiance.

The silence in the room was stifling and Luke’s other two brothers Mac and Cade shifted uncomfortably.

Luke couldn’t stop from grinning.

She looked gorgeous when she was mad. Her face all flushed pink like she always looked like when he was making love to her. Her fists were knotted with boldness, and her breasts heaved wonderfully against that tight shirt she wore.

The muscles in Colter’s jaws twitched with anger, and for a moment, Luke thought he’d continue the argument.

He didn’t.

Instead, he turned to him, his eyes narrowed with irritation.

“
So, why’d they shoot you?”

Luke explained how he’d knocked on the front door, discovered the ménage in progress, and how they’d shot him because they thought he was an intruder.

“
Better let me take a look at your wounds. There’s blood seeping through the bandage in front.”

Luke held up his hand in protest, but Colter was already untying the bandages.