Accepting Eva [Slick Rock 8] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Becca van

Ten
     
    Pierson wrapped an arm around Eva’s shoulders and pulled her against his side as her eyelids slid closed. He inhaled her clean, womanly scent and tried to shift and relieve the ache in his cock without disturbing her. He couldn’t get the vision of her and Quin making love in the open air out of his mind, no matter how hard he tried.
    The image of her as she was in the throes of climax would be forever etched into his heart and mind. She had looked so sweet and innocent yet sexy and wanton at the same time. Eva had looked surprised the first time she climaxed and he wondered if her previous boyfriend had ever taken the time to learn her body and discover the woman inside her. From what she had told him and his brothers about her ex, Pierson didn’t think so. Maybe she’d never had an orgasm from a man before. If not, then that would explain the bewilderment that crossed her face right before she reached orgasm. Once she had come down from her first climactic high, she had looked at them all with hunger and he knew she hadn’t even been aware of how much she was letting them see.
    He’d worked out how their beautiful woman thought after the last couple of weeks. Evana Woodridge liked to think she didn’t display her emotions for all to see. She liked to be in control of her life and keep people at arm’s length. She was the love of his life, but he didn’t think she was ready to hear how much she meant to him even if she needed to.
    Quin slowed the truck and rolled to a stop close to the house. Eva didn’t even stir. Pierson handed Eva off to Gray while Quin opened the door to the house.
    Pierson followed Gray to Eva’s room and watched his brother lay their woman on her bed. He helped remove her shoes, and then the two of them placed her under the covers and pulled them up. He smiled over at Gray when she sighed in her sleep and rolled over onto her side. As she clutched the pillow, he heard her whisper all three of their names.
    Back downstairs, he and his brothers made some stew. Pierson put on a pot of coffee and it had just finished brewing when a high-pitched feminine cry rent the air. Pierson was on his feet and running before thought even entered his head. The heavy footsteps reverberating behind him let him know Quin and Gray followed.
    Pierson barged through Eva’s bedroom door, his eyes searching her out. She was lying on the bed, but instead of finding her in the throes of a nightmare, he saw that Eva had pushed the quilt down and was writhing in pain, her hands gripping the lower half of her right leg. Tears were streaming down her face, which was contorted with agony.
    “Fuck,” Quin snapped. “Get the massage oil, liniment, and heat packs.”
    Gray turned toward their bathroom, where Quin had insisted they have the necessary supplies on hand for just this purpose. Pierson moved toward the bed and gently pried her hands from her leg.
    “Let go, darlin’.” He spoke calmly, hoping his low, even voice would help calm her. “We need to get your jeans off so we can help you.”
    Eva removed her hands from her leg and clutched at the sheet below her body. Pierson could tell she was trying to stay still so they could help her, but she was having a lot of trouble. Her body twitched and jerked in pain. Finally with Quin’s help they got her jeans and socks off and Gray reappeared with the massage oil.
    Pierson crawled onto the bed above and behind Eva, pushing pillows behind his back. Once settled he grasped her under the arms and pulled her into the V of his legs. Wrapping his arms around her chest, beneath her breasts, he spoke quietly into her ear, trying to calm her down.
    “Shh, darlin’, try and relax. Let Quin and Gray work those nasty kinks out for you.”
    Pierson hated that Eva was in such pain. Every muscle in her body was tense and taut, and she was sobbing and whimpering as tears streamed down her face. Lavender and vanilla permeated the air as Gray rubbed his oil-slicked hands