Page 31 of Deceptively Dead

His blue eyes glitter dangerously as he purrs, “Please, what?” He continues his torturous touches as I squirm with embarrassment. Hunter chooses that moment to roll my nipple firmly between his fingers and I only just manage to muffle a yell.Fuck it. Nate wants me to talk dirty? Fine. I can totally do that.

“Please make me cum on your perfect, talented fingers while Hunter plays with my nipples, and I watch Chase stroke his huge cock.” I say in as sultry voice as I can manage, then as an afterthought I add, “Sir.” I get to see his eyes darken with lust and then Hunter rips my head to the side so I’m staring at Chase again and Nate murmurs “Fuck.” Before he plunges two fingers deep inside me and grinds his palm down against my clit. I let out a yelp at the sudden impact and Nate releases my hips, allowing me to buck underneath him as he sets a punishing rhythm that Hunter mimics on my breasts.

They have me wound so tight that when Nate crooks his finger inside of me, hitting that sweet spot, I explode. Stars dance in my vision as I turn to jelly in Hunter’s arms and Nate slows his thrusts, stroking me through to the last trembling remains of my mind-bending release. Chase drinks up every emotion on my face throughout it all and the feeling of someone watching me come undone so closely, has me giddy. I come back down toearth slowly, my body feeling like lead spaghetti, and let Hunter bundle me up against him as Nate removes his fingers from my slick pussy and sticks them in his mouth.Fuck. I thought they only did that in adult films and novels. Way fucking hotter in real life though.

I blush at the sight and turn my head back to Chase to escape the heat in Nate’s eyes as he tastes me. But Chase is no longer there, and I catch him slinking out the tree house door. I move to go after him, but Hunter catches me around my waist.

“Give him a moment, precious” he says into my ear, the new nickname rolling off his tongue like it has always belonged to me, “I have a feeling he needs just a moment, uh, alone… if you catch my drift?”

For an embarrassingly long moment I do not, in fact, ‘catch his drift’ but then I hear Chase give a sexy grunt from outside and my mouth forms an ‘o’ of comprehension. My face flushes red with arousal and embarrassment and I can’t decide if I want to hide or call him back in so I can watch.

Thankfully, Nate distracts me by buttoning my pants and placing a kiss on the skin just above before reaching up and taking my lips in a gentle, searing kiss that makes me want to do that whole thing all over again, but without clothes this time. He smiles against my mouth as though he knows exactly where my thoughts are and nips my bottom lip as he pulls away to look into my eyes. Whatever he sees there only has his grin growing and he tucks a stray hair back into place as I lean into Hunter and gaze back at him.

“Good girl, Trouble.” He murmurs in a husky voice and my core clenches as though I could come again just from those words alone.Hot damn. That’s a kink I didn’t know I had.

“Thank you… Sir.” I whisper back and his eyes light up.Oh yeah, he definitely liked that.

Hunter coughs out a laugh behind me and the moment is broken as Nate leans in to nip at my mouth again before retreating to unbandage my other wound on my calf. Chase slips back in a moment later and crosses the room to give me a deep, passionate kiss that leaves me spinning, before he takes his place by the window again with a sheepish look.

Nate curses viciously as the last of the bandage falls away from my calf wound and I tear my attention from Chase to see what the problem is. I see immediately, even without a medical history. The long, jagged wound is leaking a cream-colored liquid from around the center and the skin is looking redder and puffy around the stitches. I eye the wound curiously as Nate sets about cleaning it in a hurry, scrubbing at the gathered liquid and barking at anyone that tries to interrupt him. I’m the only one that doesn’t bother to say anything. I’ve seen this happen before, to a few of my smaller cuts when I first started training and I thought it might be easier to just die from infection. The girls would always notice though and scrub me up day after day until they healed. But I don’t think this wound is going to heal like they did, for starters it’s much deeper than those cuts and the blades that made the old ones had nowhere near the amount of bacteria as the bones on that old corpse.

“It’s the start of infection.” Nate declares finally, worry clearly etched in his features as he looks to each of us. Chase and Hunter both curse, their worry reflecting his own, but I just nod as Hunter’s grip tightens on me, as if he can squeeze the infection out of me by force.

“What do we need to do?” Chase asks the question on everyone’s mind.

“We need to get her home. I need to get her back on antibiotics, the hard stuff, and undo these stitches and flush the wound better if we are going to… if we have a chance of stopping it.” Nate states matter-of-factly. “And it needs to happen assoon as possible. Now preferably.” Hunter lets out a noise of frustration behind me and I soothe my hand down his arm that’s still wrapped securely around my waist. He nuzzles into my shoulder at the contact.

“Why are you so calm darlin’?” he asks, “It’s your health we’re talking ‘bout.”

I shrug in his arms, but then notice the others are looking at me for an answer too, so I decide to go with honesty.

“I don’t really know. I guess… I’ve had this before and I survived and I mean, I have Nate now. I trust you guys completely; I know you won’t let anything happen to me if you can help it. And, well, if you can’t help it… there’s not much point in worrying about that either.” I smile as they all straighten just a little bit under my declaration of faith, then add “I guess it doesn’t hurt that I’m still in a post orgasm state of bliss either.” That earns a laugh from each of them and the tension is broken.

Nate replaces my bandage and adds in a new poultice to try to draw out as much infection as possible and Hunter lays me down on the bed with him while Nate and Chase take up positions on opposite sides of the tree house for watch. While everyone seems to have calmed a little bit, worry still floats heavy in the air and I can tell they are all anxious to get moving again. While Hunter lays restless against my side, I have no trouble falling into a dreamless slumber.

Chapter Thirty-two

Iwake the next morning before the sun comes up, a deep throbbing pain resounding in my leg.Fuck. That’s not good. Not good at all.My calf feels swollen and tight under the bandage and each beat of my heart sends a pulse of pain through my leg. I try to get up quietly, gently disentangling myself from Nate’s warm body, but as soon as I move my leg a hiss of pain escapes me. In the next moment Nate has pushed me back into the thin mattress, face hovering over mine in the dark as he searches for a threat. I let out a whimper as he jostles my aching wound and someone strikes a match to light a candle. Chase hurries over to the bed, shielding the flame and Nate takes it from him quickly.

“What’s wrong Trouble? Where’s it hurtin’?” his drawl is a little slurred with sleep but the rest of him is wide awake.

“My calf. Think it might be worse.” I state calmly, trying my best not to freak them out, even though I know it’s bad and I know Nate will see in just a moment.

He doesn’t waste time unwrapping my leg this time, instead slicing cleanly through the material with one of his blades. I shudder at the cool touch of steel against my overheated skin and swallow the bile that coats my throat at the sight of my ballooning limb.Ok. So, this… this is a bit different to what happened with the littler cuts. This is fucked.

“Fuuuccckkk.” Nate hisses, then he whirls to Hunter. “We need to leave. Now.” He barks and Hunter nods before Chase clears his throat, giving Hunter a meaningful look and making him curse.

“We heard something about an hour ago. Not far from here. Sounded like the groaners found something edible, but whatever it was fought back. We can’t be sure but…”

“What if it’s Jacobs guys?” I finish for him, and he nods at me.

“All the more reason to leave now.” Nate states dismissively, already packing his things.

“What if we lead them home though, Doc?” Chase says sharply. “We need to eliminate the threat first.” Nate snarls at him and stalks over to grab Chase by the back of the neck, dragging him back to get an up-close look at my leg under the candlelight.

“We leave now.” He says, a manic edge to his voice I haven’t heard before.

Chase stares at me a long moment before nodding once in agreement and turning to throw the remainder of our things into a pack.

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