Reclaiming Her Mates

Chapter 2

Every part of my skin was on fire, I was hot and thirsty and so very wet.

Moving my leg some I felt someone pin my hands to the bed, just then I felt a finger tip on my clit while another went into my slit.

They started rubbing and scissoring me simultaneously. A ball of warmth exploaded inside me and spread to every corner of my body, tingling my toes and fingertips.

I screamed his name as I felt my juices gush out. He didn't stop. He kept rubbing and sucking, scooping up the juice and swirling his tounge inside me.

I found myself at the edge and climaxed again.

While I was still quivering and clenching, he grabbed my legs and dragged them down the side of the bed, and positioned my foot on the edge of the frame.

And with no words he spread me wide and inserted his d**k, I clenched down on him immediately, making him groan.

"Everly?" He groaned again, his fingers brushing my hair from my face.

I moaned my skin feeling hot with every touch he left behind.

I opened my eyes, I was in a different bedroom than the one I just saw. I had clothes on, but I was still hot and damp with sweat.

My thighs even quivered as I adjusted my laying position. I could feel how wet my thighs and panties were and I groaned. I closed my eyes again, a few seconds later a hand touched my cheek, I jumped not expecting anyone to be in here.

I just had a wet dream and now somebody I couldn't see was touching me. My eyes danced around the dark figure that sat in the chair that was pulled closer to the bed.

"It's just, Michael!" He turned a lamp on and indeed it was Michael, his face a little darker than what it usually was. He looked worried and I was praying I was only seeing things.

My instincts made me look around the bedroom. "Where am I? How did I get in here? I was just.." I stopped when I remember waking up in the medical wing with Milo and Ronnie.

I sat up quickly and instantly regretted it. My head was throbbing and the light in the bedroom from the lamp was too bright all of a sudden.

I got a whiff of food and my mouth watered because of it. "This will help with the headache." Michael told me softly. He was holding a plate with a sandwich on it, it was roast beef if my eyes were correct.

I heard a chuckle leave him, I grabbed the plate from him and moved the pillow from behind me so i could sit up against the headboard.

Michael took in a deep breath and I swear it sounded like he growled, like not the angry or playful growl I'm used to hearing when somebody is talking to me, but like a real animal.

"How did you sleep?" He asked after a minute had went by. My cheeks began to feel hot, it's not like he knew what went down in my dream world.

"Fine!" I stated without looking up at him.

"Just fine?" My head nodded, I took a bite of the sandwich and all of the flavors of the lettuce, honey toasted bread and the dijon mustard along with all the flavors of the meat exploaded in my mouth. I moaned at the taste, I felt like I hadn't had food in weeks.

"You did that while you were asleep! Perhaps you were dreaming of food." He said and I stopped eating and looked over at him.

My heart felt like it sped up when I realized his hand was on my leg rubbing circles with his thumb.

That small motion made the think about my dream with the mystery guy touching me delicately with his hands. Looking down at his hands, they looked so much like the ones that were playing with my skin.

I shook my head to try and rid myself of those thoughts. I never saw a man's face, only that he caressed me in ways I'm not sure I'd ever felt before.

"I wanted to ask you! Would you like to try sleeping with one of us tonight? We wanted to ask after you healed more but it's important we stay close to one another." My eyebrows raised, why is it important I sleep in a room with one of them?

But as I thought about it, the whole time I've been here I only slept through the night if I knew one of them were in the room. I could fall asleep and wake an hour later more restless than before I'd went to bed.

Usually a few minutes of tossing and turning I would hear the door creek open, once I saw it was either Michael, Milo or Gabriel I relax and fall into a beautiful sleep.

"I'm not asking you to sleep with us...we can't leave you alone now. Not after what just happened.." He rushed out. I somehow knew he was talking about Diana.

He also looked sad.

I set my food back onto the plate and set it aside. "Are you alright?" It was weird askimg him that when I was the one who tried to go off on both Ronnie and Milo earlier.

Still have no clue what the f**k happened.

He gave me a smile with a nod of his head. "No you aren't. You seem really upset, Michael!" I murmured.

"That may be true. But I'm not gonna worry you with something you can't fix." He told me.

Who would I tell if he shared something personal with me. "I'm not the best person to talk to when it comes to emotions, but I'm sure it will help if you share what's bothering you if you talk about it." He chuckled again.

"It's nothing, Everly." My heart broke some because he didn't want to tell me what was bothering him. He picked my plate back up and set it on my lap. "Now eat, and when you are finished you can tell me who you want to sleep with."

I ate my food slowly. But the moment I had no more food left I scolded myself for eating too fast. I could have made it last longer if I wasn't so hungry.

Michael picked up a glass that was next to him and held it out for me to take. I took it from him with a smile. "Thank you!"

I sipped the drink. It was herbal tea, I smiled to myself and took a bigger sip. "How is it? I don't like tea so I hope you know that if it's gross it was made with a inexperienced hand."

"No it's fine..." I giggled "delicious actually."

He gave me a wide grin, his eyes squinted due to how big his smile was.

I reached for the book Milo gave me a couple days ago. Treasure Island. It looked like a first edition of the book too. I caressed the cover and opened it up to the page I left off on.

"You know I read to her?" I mumbled, realization hit me when I read over where I was at.

"I know," I looked back at Michael who was already looking back at me. "But this book, will not be the last one you read to her." He said softly.

My heart twisted, I missed her face and it's only been a day since she arrived. I hadn't read to her outloud but I did when I was pregnant.

"Everly, you keep thinking like that then nothing good will ever happen. You have to believe that you will see her again." I sighed deeply.

I really hope he's right about that.