“Where am I?” she asked, thankful that she was able to form words this time. Her voice was hoarse and sounded like she hadn’t used it in a long time.
The two men shared a glance as they talked telepathically. She frowned for a moment as she thought about that. Talking telepathically for most in the world would be odd, but for her, it was normal. She talked with her sisters telepathically when she was able to. They—
Pepper cried out as pain burst behind her eyes. She lifted her hands and pressed her palms against her eyes as a kaleidoscope of memories slammed into her. The compound, Aristos, the treatments, and everything that had been done to her to further develop her psychic talents. She had grown up in that compound, and there were only two memories that held warmth and not ice-cold pain. Melaina and Parris. They had been held there, too, and they were as close as sisters. She remembered her escape, pushing Rafael psychically to do what she wanted him to do. She remembered the trunk and driving toward safety. Grey River was where Melaina told her to go, and that was where she was heading when she made Rafael drive off the road. Then—
“Oh God! I killed him!” she cried out as she remembered pushing the guard who had tormented her for all these years away from her and against a tree. No, not pushing him, she hadn’t actually used her hands, she had used her mind and thrown him against that tree. He hit four feet from the ground and was impaled on a branch. She had killed him.
“Pepper!” She heard the voices of the two men calling her name, their hands stroking her hair and her hands, trying to get her to calm down, but the memories kept coming. She made it to Grey River and to Parris. Melaina had told her that if she could just make it to Parris, then she would be safe. She met men who helped her instead of hurting her. Two men in particular, Tomas and Diego Reyes—they were the men in the room with her. She had waited for Melaina, and true to her word she had come. Then, hard on her heels came the devil himself. Aristos Christakos.
Aristos had taken some of the treatments that had enhanced her psychic abilities. He attacked, and Pepper had fought him with her sisters. To save Melaina, she had thrown herself into the abyss, burning herself out completely until she flamed out and was drifting toward death. She went happily because she had taken Aristos out of the world and her sisters were safe!
Then, she felt something pulling her back. She struggled for a moment until she felt the presence of two beings pulling her back into life. She immediately sensed Tomas and Diego. They were saving her, pulling her back from the darkness, and she had turned to go to them, but then it stopped. She was stuck, somehow lost in the darkness.
Pepper had floated in space. Or at least that was what it had felt like. There was no sound, no light where she was, no heat, no cold, and no sensation whatsoever. Just Pepper, floating in the dark with her thoughts. When she had first become aware of where she was, she had been okay. This was her happy place, and she’d told Melaina as much that day they had all ended Aristos. But after a while, she started to feel scared. She hadn’t moved on to the next life or regained consciousness. She just floated. The pull had gone, and there was nothing.
After failing to draw herself out of her own mind like she had so many times in the past, she had called out to Melaina and Parris for help. Then when the panic became almost unbearable, she had started to shout, begging for Tomas and Diego to come and save her.
Pepper knew it was strange for her to call out to the two wolf shifters for help. It wasn’t as if they knew each other very well. But as odd as it had seemed, she had felt safe with them from the day they walked into her hospital room, and for someone who had lived in fear most of her life, feeling safe was unheard of. But they never came. They never came!
Pepper threw back her head and screamed, “You never came! You left me there!”
She opened her eyes and glared at Tomas and Diego, both of whom looked pale and concerned. They were leaning over the bed toward her.
“Pepper, calm down,” Tomas said. “Please, baby, this is killing me, just calm down.”
“You left me. I called for you, and you didn’t come.” Pepper could hear the hysteria in her voice and felt it rising within her.
“Pepper, baby, you aren’t making any sense.” Diego cupped her face in his hand, and she stared up into his face. “We were always there, we hardly ever left your side.”
“Liar!” she accused, and pushing to sit up, she threw her hands out from her body. Both men grunted as they were thrown across the room and slammed hard against the wall opposite her bed. They hit with such force she heard the wall crack, and the painting that had been to the left crashed to the ground.
The edge of her vision was blurring, but she fought against it and held the men with ease. “You left me.”
“No, cariño, we didn’t, we—” Tomas ended on a grunt as Pepper used her ability and applied pressure to his chest.
“Shut up!” she snapped. “You left me, you fucking left me in the dark. You dragged me back from death, and then you left me there in the darkness. I called for you. Over and over, I called for you. But you never came. You left me. You left me!” Pepper knew she was screaming hysterically, but she couldn’t stop. The darkness that had been edging into her vision now swept in, and she cried out. It washed over her once more, and her last thought before she was plunged back into it was that maybe this time she would never make it out.
Tomas woke with a groan, his entire body on fire. Never before had he felt so aroused. His eyes flew open, and even in the muted light that broke through the bedroom curtains, he could make out his mate clearly. She sat between him and Diego, facing them, and she had one hand wrapped around their cocks. Tomas groaned again when she added a twist at the end of her stroke, something that had him lifting his hips toward his mate in a silent plea.
“Fuck!” Diego growled from beside him, and Tomas would have echoed the curse had he had any air left.
Tomas concentrated on his mate. If she showed any signs of hesitation or if he sensed she was touching them out of some strange sense of obligation, he would put a stop to this immediately. Despite the case of blue balls he knew he would be facing. But all he saw was curiosity and wonder. And if he wasn’t mistaken, there was a healthy dose of arousal in her expression.
“Damn, what I wouldn’t give to know what you are thinking,” he gritted out as Pepper continued her slow strokes. When her gaze met his, he held it, waiting.
Pepper bit her lip for a moment before she smiled sweetly, tilting her head to the side to stare down at him. “I’m thinking that I like the dreams the two of you have. They are a lot more interesting than mine.”
Diego laughed, sounding a little breathless, not that Tomas could blame him. “You have filled my dreams in the most erotic and beautiful way from the day we met, cariño. The feel of your hands on me is like nothing I have ever experienced.”
“For me, too,” Tomas murmured as he pushed his hips forward a couple of times in sync with her strokes. “Perhaps the only thing that might eclipse this would be if you were to allow us to touch you in the same way.” He watched desire flare in his mate’s brilliant green eyes. “Do you want that, Pepper? Would you like for Diego and me to touch you?”
Pepper’s gaze flicked between him and Diego, and he had to bite back a growl when she slipped her tongue out between her full lips to moisten sweep across her bottom lip. A few moments, an hour, a lifetime passed before she nodded.
“The words, niña,” Diego growled. “We need the words, my love.”
Pepper took a deep breath before she exhaled it slowly. “Yes. I want to feel your hands on me. I want that more than anything.”
Tomas sat up, reaching out to cup her face in her hands and pulled her closer to him, her gaze never leaving his. “And it is our job to make sure you get everything you want.” Then, with that, he took her mouth the way he’d always dreamed of. He licked into her mouth, not allowing her a moment to think about her actions, but rather to feel and react to his possession.
Tomas tilted her head a little farther so he could deepen the kiss, and then he swallowed her moan. He poured as much of himself as he could into the kiss. Since the moment he’d woken with her tiny hand wrapped around his cock, he had been seconds from exploding. She had a tentative touch, but still managed to drive his arousal to epic proportions. He wanted to drive her to the same heights as fast as he could.
He pulled back so he could look into her eyes. “Lie back, love. I want to show you how a man worships his woman. I ache to love on you and feel you tremble as you come.” Pepper shivered at his words, but his beautifully brave mate moved to follow his instructions. When she was laid out beside them, he ran a hand down her arm, reveling in the goosebumps the move brought to her skin.
“So responsive.” He quickly moved to kneel between her legs. “You are temptation personified, and the moment you learn the power you have over Diego and me, any chance of either of us maintaining control of our relationship will be lost.”
Tomas leaned in, gripped the sides of her sensible white panties, and tore them apart, making sure not to cause Pepper any discomfort. He groaned in need as he dropped forward, sliding his hands down her waist to grip her hips.
“Look at you,” he whispered. “So beautiful, so perfect.” He dropped onto his stomach, gently pushing her thighs farther apart, leaving her bare to his gaze. “So ours.” Her pussy was pink, glistening with the desire that perfumed the surrounding air, and he was drawn to her, helpless to resist her allure. He leaned down and placed his mouth completely over her, sweeping the flat of his tongue until he reached her clit.
“Tomas!” The sound of Pepper’s voice calling out his name as she arched off the bed and the exotic taste of her sparked a fire within that had him attacking her with his mouth, thrusting his tongue as deep into her as he could, only to pull back as she shuddered to flick the pointed tip against her clit. It didn’t take long to have her quivering beneath his touch, whimpering as he drove her closer and closer to the orgasm that was building within her.