From The Ashes (After The Burn Series) Read Online Free Page B

I feel like a damn sheep among wolves. Cole opened the door.
    “Consider this your home away from home.”
    She walked inside, and her jaw dropped. The massive room held a king size bed done in black. A large screen television hooked up to a DVD, and an extensive collection. Her fingers itched to browse the titles lined up on the display shelf. A mid-sized, black leather couch faced the television set.
    “This is like our movie room. We spend a lot of time in here. The living room goes unused most of the time,” Cain said.
    She nodded taking in the masculine elegance.
    “You ready for the magic moment?” Cole asked.
    “Yes? ”
    Cain laughed. “Oh she’ s smart.”
    “Shut up.”
    The playful bickering thawed the icy resistance she’d built up against being a kept woman. Would it be so bad to accept what they readily offered? She followed the excited male into the bathroom with Cain trailing behind them shaking his head. He opened a door and the gleaming white set up in front of her stole her breath. A glass stand in rested against the wall across from a deep set bath with spa jets, and a water fall style basin sink. White candles lined the wall. They’d never been used, so she assumed they were from the previous owner.
    “Amazing , isn’t it?” Cole wiggled his eyebrows.
    “Yes.” Her eyes glazed over at the thought of a real bath with no fear or rush.
    “Why don’t you… commune with your inner woman and let us get some things together?” Cole asked.
    “ I am so okay with that.”
    “Good, then it’s settled.” Cole moved over wrapped a hand around her waist and pulled her flush against him. Her cheeks burned, but her body molded to his hardness. He sucked her lower lip in his mouth and slid into her tongue seducing her with his intensity. She clutched his collar and purred. He pulled away.
    “Something to remember me by.”
    He released her with a wink and strode out the door with a grinning Cain stepping up for his turn. The kiss was gentler. His lips moved over hers making her feel cherished. He cupped the back of her head and she sighed into his mouth. They parted and he laid his head against her forehead for a moment before he moved back.
    “We won’t be long.”
    Her stomach flipped as he walked away. Can a person have Stockholm syndrome this early?
     
    ***
     
    Cole adjusted his cock as he took in the sight of the new and improved, Devon. Dressed in a pair of snug jeans, a form fitting thermal shirt, she was a wet dream come true. Tiny ringlets haloed around her fine featured face. Unmarred by the plight of most women, she held an innocence that drew him in like a skittish animal drawn to a kind owner. She sat on the couch between him and Cain, finishing up a romantic comedy. Not sure what else to do, he and his brother ended up with a fucked up speed dating scheme.
    They had a lot to talk about, but first they needed to gain her trust. He knew as a man she could hold her water. It didn’t make sense for the rules to change with her ge nder. But her ability to hide well, unnerved him. Once they knew they had her fully on their side it’d be an asset. Right now…it was a cause for concern. They didn’t remain on top because they had bleeding hearts, and walked on faith. They were paranoid bastards who did what needed to be done. He liked it that way. It cut down on the bullshit, kept them safe, and made life bearable.
    When they’d first arrived across the town with their original merry band of survivors, they w had been idealistic, and stupid. It’d landed them on the wrong end of the knife. He never made the mistake of thinking this would be a democracy again. He trailed his hand over the faded scar on his neck. Jason, you son of a bitch. Cole watched the life fade from those azure eyes before the blood loss landed him on his ass. Nothing hurt like betrayal delivered at the hands of a person you considered family. Cole wrapped an arm around her slender waist, focusing on the softness