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He bent down and cupped her cheek. His lips found hers, and he didn’t tease her as he thrust his tongue in her mouth. When he pulled away she felt drugged.
“How can you deny her anything when she looks so delectable?”
Deacon chuckled, and she looked around Thayer’s shoulders to glare at him. “I like teasing her and seeing a rise come out.”
His voice dropped to a deep growl.
“It makes me hard to know she wants me as bad as she does. And when I deny her, it makes her that much wetter.” He inhaled deeply, and she found butterflies flying around in her belly at the sight.
She stopped wondering about the strange things they did and said. The way they inhaled, like they could smell her arousal, didn’t make her confused any longer.
All she found was a deep-seated need. She also found it highly arousing at the way they spoke about her, calling her mate, and claiming she was theirs. It seemed so primitive and barbaric, but she found it comforting all the same.
Deacon’s smile started off small, but grew, as if he knew where her thoughts had gone. “You want to go into town with us, baby?”
She watched as they grabbed their coats. It was strange how quickly she became comfortable around them. They had a routine, and it felt like it had always been the three of them.
It didn’t make sense logically, but after years of living in the dark, she finally saw the light, and she wasn’t about to let it go.
Deacon admitted that the only thing mechanically wrong with her car had been the radiator, and he had gotten the part for that within a few days of her being with them.
He had admitted to dragging his ass on getting it fixed, and she couldn’t help but feel her heart swell because of it. They had wanted her here from the very beginning, and she realized, deep down, she had wanted to be with them also.
Nearly three weeks after he found her and she felt like she belonged, like she had a home. A heady feeling brought her to the brink of tears on more than one occasion.
“No, I think I’ll stay here and cook some dinner. You guys won’t be too long, will you?” She pushed herself up.
“Why, you gonna miss us?” Deacon’s cocky tone had her fighting her smile.
Snorting, which was so not ladylike, she walked past him to start dinner. Before she was clear of his path he snagged her around the waist and pulled her into his body.
His arm snaked around her waist, and he dipped her back. He held her off balance, but she knew his strength was immense.
“Don’t let me fall.” She said breathlessly as she stared into his eyes. She still saw some of that edginess behind his eyes.
It was a presence inside of him that reached out, wrapped around him, and threatened to take him under. He still left for his runs, and when he returned, sweaty and exhausted, she showered with him, and the three of them went to bed. It was on those nights that Deacon clung to her, made love to her like an animal.
He was rough, but in the good way, like he had been in the garage.
“I’ll never let you go, Jessa.”
She knew his words held more than one meaning. He kissed her deeply, giving her everything. It was just as good as Thayer’s, and made her toes curl.
Deacon pulled away and helped her now weak body stand upright.
“We won’t be long, baby. Just going to get a few supplies.” She turned to head into the kitchen and squealed when Deacon tapped her on the ass.
His and Thayer’s chuckle followed them as they left the cabin.
An hour later the chicken simmered on the stove, the mashed potatoes were mashed, and the green beans were taking a boiling bath.
She was back in front of the fire on her belly, scanning the headline news. Nothing stood out to her, but when she skimmed over the personals her heart stopped. Leaning in to make sure her eyes weren’t deceiving her, Jessa stared at herself.
The picture was several years old. That had been during a time when she actually believed the lies he spewed. Her hands shook as she gripped the edge of the paper and lifted it.
Family seeking any information on the whereabouts of Jessa Taylor Malone. Jessa suffers from mental illness and can be unstable. She may be confused as to who she is. The family offers 5k for any information that leads to her reunion with her loved ones. Jessa may be confused and agitated. Five-foot-three and weighting one hundred and ten pounds, she has long dark hair and brown eyes.
She re-read the ad over and over again until every word became ingrained in her head. She wasn’t surprised that Paul searched for her, but surprise filled her that he offered five thousand dollars for information on her whereabouts.
