Shades of Ménage : A Dystopian Romance Ménage & Post Catastrophic Romance Ménage Boxed Set Series - Ultimate Four-Book Collection by Jan Springer

slide his engorged cock into her tight channel.
    Luke’s cock hardened painfully.
    Well, at least that part of him wasn’t tired or sick.
    He gritted his teeth in annoyance.
    He’d better get on the mend and pretty fast or she’d slip away before he could show her that he wanted her more now than ever.
    * * * * *
    Callie turned from the stove with the cup of broth and saw his eyes fluttering sleepily. She didn’t miss the breathtaking erection bulging against the sheets she’d covered him with before he’d awoken.
    She trembled at the sensual sight.
    Fear, excitement and a fierce sexual hunger shot through her all at the same time and all those sensations of desire and lust she’d had for him, along with some new and powerful emotions she couldn’t put a name to, swarmed over her, leaving her hot and breathless.
    By the way his cock was pushing up the thin sheet Luke Outlaw was definitely on the mend.
    Soon he’d start pursuing her.
    Despite him being injured and weak, she knew Luke had a ferocious sexual appetite. He hadn’t been able to go more than two days without asking her to go down on him.
    Right now though wasn’t the time to be hot and bothered. She needed to get some food into him so he could fight off the rest of the fever.
    “ Luke?” she said as sat on the bed trying hard not to look at those bulging muscles in his arms or the way his chest muscles flexed magnificently at the sound of her voice.
    His eyes snapped open and his gaze snared her.
    Lust shone in his brown depths and the sensual sight of it whispered seductively over her skin, making her want to tear her clothes off and have his hot hands running all over her, touching her in the most intimate places, kissing her…
    Oh, dear. Resisting Luke wasn’t going to be half as easy as she’d thought.
    “ I’ve got some broth for you, open your mouth,” she instructed trying to act as if his nearness wasn’t affecting her.
    “ At the moment broth isn’t what the doctor would order,” his voice trailed dangerously over her and he watched her carefully for a reaction.
    In response, she shoved the warm spoon against his sensually shaped mouth.
    “ Open.”
    The pink tip of his tongue snaked out and dabbed at the liquid and she couldn’t help but remember all those times that same rough tongue had dabbed at her pussy opening or teased her clit with strong sensual strokes.
    “ Chicken soup, my second favorite type of liquid,” he whispered softly.
    Her breath caught at his words. His favorite being her pussy cream, if memory served her correctly.
    He smiled, his white teeth stark against the flushed skin of his face.
    “ It’s good,” he whispered as he licked his lips in a sensual way that had her moaning with want.
    “ It’s your mom’s recipe. I had all the ingredients except the bullion cubes. Those are pretty hard to get these days in the store.”
    His heated look vanished, replaced by a dark anger that frightened her.
    “ You were in a store?”
    “ That was the preacher’s job. Do you think just because I’ve been locked up in the labs that I didn’t know what’s been going on in the outside world…or in the Wars?”
    A flash of guilt shot into his eyes and she knew instantly he’d been unfaithful to her during his tour of duty. As if she’d expected him to be true to her when sex was mandatory for a soldier.
    Besides, Luke Outlaw had had no idea if she were alive or dead, so why should she care what he’d done with those women in the Wars?
    “ Callie…” The sound of his voice shot her back to the present. Instinctively she knew he wanted to explain his infidelities.
    She didn’t want to hear it.
    At least not right now.
    “ Don’t talk, Luke. I want you to save your strength and concentrate on drinking as much of this soup as you can. You still have a slight fever and I want you to sleep it off. We can talk later.”
    “ Will you be here to answer my questions later?”
    The dark undertones of his question