Redemption [Slick Rock 18] (Siren Publishing Menage Everlasting) Read online

  “Just after eight,” Cam answered after glancing at the bedside clock.

  “What time are the deputies getting here?”

  Phoenix had been trying work out why she barely looked at any of them in the eye. When he realized why she was avoiding their gazes, avoiding looking in their direction, he had to bite the inside of his cheek so he wouldn’t smile with elation. Every time she glanced their way, she shivered. At first he was worried that she was scared of them, especially after what she’d been through when she was a child, but that wasn’t the reason at all.

  Enya was just as attracted to them as they were to her, and they were all sitting around in their underwear. Once she’d told her story, cried out her anguish and calmed down some, she’d noticed their lack of clothing. When he gazed down at her chest and saw her nipples pushing at the cotton of her tank top, his hard cock twitched. He heard her gasp and knew she’d felt his reaction.

  She scrambled from his lap and crawled away from him. He had to stifle a groan of desire when he watched her sexy, delectable ass sway back and forth as she moved. She sat back on her haunches when she bumped her shoulder into Axel’s bent leg and while she had her gaze lowered to the mattress, she licked her lips nervously, or because they were suddenly dry. Phoenix hoped it was the latter.

  “Where are you going, sweetheart?” Cam asked as he rolled from the bed to his feet. He moved until he was standing in front of Enya, his groin level with her head.

  She lifted her eyes toward Cam’s but her gaze froze on his firm-fitting boxer covered erection. Phoenix leaned to the side so he could see her face better and watched with fascination as a blush swept up her cheeks. She licked her lips again and then looked up at Cam.

  “I-I need a shower. I don’t want to keep the deputies waiting. I want to be ready before they get here.”

  “Okay,” Cam said as he offered her a helping hand, which she accepted. Once she was on her feet, Cam tugged her into his arms and hugged her. At first Enya stiffened and her arms remained at her sides, but then she all but melted into him and wrapped her arms around his waist. “You can’t get the bandage or your stitches wet.”

  “Do you have any of those waterproof bandages?” Enya asked.

  “I do,” Phoenix said as he rose and hurried toward his room. He hadn’t wanted to tell her the truth so he could help her in the shower, but he’d never lied to anyone in his life and he wasn’t about to start now. When he came back into the room, Enya was still in Cam’s arms and Axel was hugging her from behind. She had her eyes closed and there was a slight smile on her lips.

  Maybe there was hope for them yet.

  Phoenix moved up to her side and stroked a hand over her shoulder and down her arm. She opened her eyes and smiled at him. His heart flipped and filled with warmth and that wasn’t the only part of his body to respond to her beauty, but he ignored his erection.

  “Give me your hand, baby.”

  Enya didn’t hesitate to unloop that arm from around Cam. Cam kissed her lightly on the forehead and stepped back. Axel kissed her temple and released her before he moved away, too.

  “We’ll leave you with Phoenix, sweetheart. If you need anything, anything at all, you just need to yell. Okay?” Cam asked.

  “Okay. Thanks.”

  “Take a seat on the bed, baby.” Phoenix clasped her wrist and guided her to the bed. Once she was sitting he put his medical bag on the floor and knelt at her feet. He unwrapped the bandage covering her sutured hand and made sure there were no signs of infection. It was red and swollen but thankfully it wasn’t showing signs of septicity.

  He’d already donned surgical gloves and had the antibiotic cream open, so he smeared some on the tip of his finger and lightly massaged it along the closed wound. After he’d finished with the cream he opened the waterproof bandage packaging and put it in place, making sure the sticky side adhered to her skin so it wouldn’t let any water in while she was showering.

  “How’s the pain level?”

  Enya frowned and licked her lips. “It’s throbbing worse than before.”

  “If I get them for you, will you take some ibuprofen?”

  “Can I decide while I’m showering?” Enya asked uncertainly.

  Phoenix removed the gloves, tossed them to the floor and clasped her chin between his finger and thumb. “Baby, we’d never force you to do something you didn’t want to.” He placed his free hand over his heart. “I promise for all three of us. All right?”

  “Yes.”

  He exhaled quietly, glad that she hadn’t hesitated with her answer. That told him she was beginning to trust them. In fact, she probably trusted them more than even she realized. He doubted she would have agreed to come home with them if she didn’t harbor a little faith in them in her heart, but he wasn’t entirely certain either. For all he knew, she might have been too scared to stay in her house by herself and had jumped at the chance to feel safe after what had happened. He hoped it was the former because he wasn’t sure how he’d deal with her lack of trust in them.

  “Do you need help with anything else, baby?”

  She shook her head and gave him a tentative smile. “I think I can handle it.”

  “All right. I’ll leave you to get cleaned up then. Give a shout if you need us.” Phoenix went to rise, but stopped when she cupped his face with her left hand.

  “Thank you, for everything.”

  Phoenix nodded and smiled as he leaned toward her. He didn’t give her time to pull away, but he wasn’t aggressive either. He touched his lips to hers softly and then drew back again. “Take your time, Enya. Breakfast will be ready when you are.”

  He shoved to his feet, gathered up the trash, grabbed his medical bag and left without looking back.

  * * * *

  As Enya walked to the bathroom, she wondered why she felt lighter, even a little happy. It wasn’t until she was standing under the hot water, trying to open the shampoo bottle with her left hand, that she realized she’d never told anyone about what she and her deceased mother had endured from the time she was eight until she was almost ten. She’d certainly never let anyone get close to her in all those years gone by, but there was something about Slick Rock, the people who lived in the small rural town, that found a way to get under one’s skin.

  Since she had started working for Delta at the diner and began interacting with the other women more and more, she’d started to realize she was missing companionship. She loved that she was a partner in a thriving business and the more time she spent with the other women, the more she liked them.

  What had blown her mind was that she was also attracted to three men, and doctors at that. She’d tried to ignore them as best she could, but every time she turned around one of them was there, watching her. She should have been creeped out by that and while she hadn’t admitted it before, she realized that she was flattered.

  Over the last few months she’d been more and more thrilled whenever she saw them, and had started even looking for them. She wasn’t sure she was ready for anything other than friendship, but now that she knew them a little better, she didn’t want to lose their camaraderie.

  Enya gasped as the shampoo bottle slipped from her hand and then moaned as the full large bottle landed on her foot. When she lifted her foot up to see if she’d done any damage, she didn’t think and used her right hand to steady herself on the tile wall. A cry left her lips as pain seared into her hand.

  The door to the bathroom burst open and she tried to turn so that her back was to the entrance, but she wasn’t stable on her feet and she started to fall. Enya closed her eyes and held her breath as she waited for more pain, but it didn’t come. A cool breeze washed over her wet skin and then a strong arm snagged around her waist.

  “What happened? Are you okay, sweetheart?” Cam asked.

  She nodded with her forehead buried against Cam’s chest and fiery embarrassed heat suffused her cheeks. Here she was totally naked, in the arms of a man fully dressed standing in the
spray of the shower. She’d never been naked in front of anyone other than her mother before and she wasn’t sure what to do.

  “I heard you cry out in pain, baby. Did you hurt yourself?”

  “Oh god. Kill me now,” Enya muttered. He must have been in the bedroom waiting for her to have heard her cry of pain.

  When she heard Axel chuckle she shook her head and pressed her face harder into Cam’s soaked shirt.

  “Don’t be embarrassed, sweetheart,” Cam said. “You haven’t got anything we haven’t all seen before.”

  “You’ve never seen mine.”

  “We’re doctors, honey. We know what the human body looks like, male or female.”

  Enya cringed. Did that mean they were looking at her like they would another patient? Did she really want to know the answer to that question?

  She wasn’t sure she did.

  Chapter Seven

  Cam couldn’t believe he was holding a naked Enya in his arms. She felt so good, so right leaning up against him, it took all of his professional self-control to keep his eyes and hands from wandering. There was nothing he could do about the erection pressing against the front of his jeans, but he wasn’t about to betray what little trust he and his friends had earned and blow their chances of having a relationship with her to hell.

  He loosened his hold on her and looked down at the top of her head. She was panting shallowly as if she’d just taken a run, but he knew it had everything to do with this situation. When he saw that the skin of her cheek, peeking out from between her wet strands of hair, was pink, he knew she was still embarrassed at having them all see her naked, but he wasn’t sure her reaction was only because of that.

  “Look at me, sweetheart,” he commanded in a firm, cajoling tone.

  She sucked in a deep breath and lifted her gaze to his. Yes, there was humiliation in her gorgeous blue eyes, but there was also heat. His heart flipped with excitement and his cock twitched but he ignored the hunger coursing through his veins, his blood.

  “Tell us what happened.”

  She blinked the water from her eyes and licked lush Cupid’s bow lips and he had to swallow back the moan forming in his chest.

  “I was trying to open the shampoo bottle, but it slipped and landed on my foot. When I began to lose my balance, I put my right hand out to catch myself.”

  “Damn, baby, I knew I shouldn’t have left you alone,” Phoenix said.

  Enya glanced over to where Axel and Phoenix were leaning against the large vanity. “I didn’t think I’d be so clumsy.”

  “You’re not clumsy, honey. You’re slightly incapacitated though. Why don’t you let Cam help you clean up since he’s already soaked through?” Axel smiled and winked at her.

  Cam chuckled and nodded in agreement.

  Enya lowered her gaze for a moment as if she was contemplating Axel’s suggestion and when she met Cam’s gaze again, she nodded.

  “We’ll go and finish cooking breakfast,” Phoenix said as he nudged Axel and nodded toward the door. They pushed off the vanity and headed out.

  Cam removed his arms from around Enya, bent and picked up the shampoo bottle from the floor of the shower. Although he couldn’t help seeing her sexy naked body, he made sure his expression was stoic once he was upright again. He opened the bottle, poured some shampoo into his cupped palm and said, “Turn around, sweetheart.”

  Enya turned her back to him and when he saw her toned peach of an ass, he had to bite his lip to hold in another moan. Enya’s body was so fucking beautiful and sexy, his cock was leaking pre-cum. That had never happened to him with a woman before. He’d never been so hard he was aching just seeing a female’s naked form.

  Cam quickly lifted his gaze when he saw her moving from the corner of his eye and started to wash her hair. As soon as she met his eyes, she quickly glanced away again. He made sure he was gentle with her but he dug his fingers into her scalp, hoping to massage some of her tension away. He could tell she was uptight by how tense her shoulders were and she kept shifting from foot to foot, restlessly.

  When he was done shampooing her hair he directed her under the spray and rinsed the suds out. “Do you want conditioner?”

  “Please. My hair’s too long not to use it when I wash it. It takes a long time to get the snarls out if I don’t.”

  “You have beautiful hair, sweetheart. You should wear it down more often.”

  “I can’t. Not when I’m dealing with food. It’s a health issue and regulation.”

  “How did you get into baking?” Cam asked as he applied the conditioner.

  “I was taken into a foster home the last year of high school. Lucy was a middle-aged woman with no family. She said she’d been fostering kids for years and she loved to bake. On the weekends I’d help her with the orders she had and ended up loving it. I didn’t realize how relaxing it is to make food until she taught me how to cook. I decided then and there that’s what I wanted to do.”

  “She sounds like an amazing person.”

  “She was.”

  Cam grabbed the shower gel and sponge and began to wash her back.

  “You spent a lot of time in foster care?”

  “Yes.”

  “Was it bad?” Cam asked as he caressed the sponge over her ass and down her legs.

  “Some homes were better than others, but I was one of the lucky ones. I heard horror stories from some of the other foster kids and what they had to deal with…” Enya shook her head. “I was lucky.”

  Cam didn’t think she was lucky at all, especially after what she’d been through, but he didn’t say so.

  “Turn around, sweetheart. Let me wash the rest of you.”

  Enya hesitated and Cam held his breath, waiting for her to argue, but she surprised him with her courage as she turned to face him. He met her gaze and kept his eyes locked on hers as he washed her body. By the time he was done, his hands and legs were shaking with desire, but he tried to keep his hunger hidden. He put the sponge on the inbuilt shelf and rinsed the conditioner from her hair before turning the shower off and stepping out. He grabbed a towel from the rail and wrapped it around her body, tucking the end in between her breasts and then grabbed another towel to dry her hair.

  When he was finished he tugged his dripping T-shirt up over his head and dropped it with a wet splat to the floor. He reached for the button on his jeans but hesitated. Cam didn’t want Enya more uncomfortable than she already was. When he glanced her way, he realized she was staring at his crotch. He looked down at the hard ridge of his dick showcased against the front of his wet jeans. There was no way he could hide what she did to him.

  “Ignore it, sweetheart. I am.”

  Enya lifted her gaze to his and licked her lips again. Cam squeezed his eyes closed and tried to blank his lascivious mind.

  “Does it hurt?”

  He opened his eyes and stared into hers. “Sort of. Not really.” Cam scrubbed a hand down his face and tried to get his thoughts in order. “It’s a good hurt.”

  “How is being in pain ever good?”

  Her innocence was killing him. “Trust me, sweetheart. I know what I’m talking about.

  “Okay. Are you going to take off the rest of your wet clothes?”

  “Do you want me to?”

  Enya nodded.

  Cam was about to take a step toward her when her gaze lowered to his jeans again, but he held back. Instead he tugged the button open and lowered his jeans and kicked them off. He stood up straight and hooked his thumbs into the waist of his boxers and slowly pushed them down over his hips.

  He heard her gasp when his hard cock sprang free and she took a step toward him as he shoved them down his thighs and off. Cam held totally still, not daring to move a muscle, let alone breathe. Enya took another step toward him and then another, until she was within touching distance.

  * * * *

  Enya was feeling really hot, inside and out. Having Cam’s hands on her while he’d helped her bathe had been the most erotic
experience of her life. At first she’d thought he hadn’t been affected by touching her, but when she’d seen the prominent bulge in the front of his jeans, she knew she was wrong. He’d been wonderful with her though, keeping his touch clinical as if he’d been dealing with another patient.

  Although she had no idea what she was doing or supposed to do, she was sick and tired of playing it safe, of keeping herself on the outside of society looking in. If she was ever to have the things she’d dreamed about before her mom had died, she was going to have to make some huge changes.

  When Cam had shucked his wet shirt, she hadn’t been able to keep her eyes off of his muscular chest and ripped abs. His shoulders were nearly twice the width of hers and his biceps and pectorals flexed and bulged every time he moved.

  His skin was lightly tanned as if he went without a shirt now and then, but it was his washboard abs that had her breath backing up in her lungs. When his hand went to the button of his jeans and he hesitated, she almost told him to keep going. She wanted to see what he looked like naked more than anything else right now. Even she was surprised when she asked him if he was going to remove the rest of his clothes.

  The hunger in his gaze when he met her eyes should have set the towel covering her body up in flames. Her heart slammed against her ribs when he lowered the zipper, and she began to ache even more deep inside. Her pussy was wet, and her clit was throbbing along with the racing beat of her heart. Her nipples were hard and aching and each time she shifted on her feet, the terry cloth seemed to abrade her sensitive nipples.

  She totally stopped breathing when Cam stood before her completely naked. All she could do was stare at his hard cock as it twitched and bobbed. She had no idea an erect penis would move like that, as if of its own accord, but then, how could she? Enya wasn’t experienced with the opposite sex at all.

  Lucy had told her the facts of life but after what had happened to her when she’d been so young, she’d tuned out. She hadn’t wanted to hear anything about sex because to her, sex was just another word for rape. However, she’d been wrong.