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  It’s fascinating to learn about things I had no idea happened, if a little worrying. With a last kiss, Connor moves off the bed. I stretch out my muscles, my arms above my head when Crowley runs a hand up my stomach, spreading it wide across the space between my breasts, the look of a starving man in his eyes.

  His thumb rubs over one hardened nipple while his little finger flicks over the other.

  “You’re already filling out Kay, healthier than when we first met you, I like it…” His palm barely touching the middle but the warmth radiating from it sends shivers over my body, his vast hands can cover the distance between my hips easily his hands are so huge.

  “Crow, I…” At that moment my stomach makes a loud rumbling sound. Having not eaten for a long time my body’s protesting, just as I was about to tell Crow to show me the darkness my own craves. Instead he pulls back and Charlie hands me a cloth which I use to clean myself up, then pass it back to him. I thank him with a smile and throw Crowley an apologetic version. He just growls in response as he moves back to give me space.

  “I’ll go see if we can get some extra rations.” Sitting up, I watch Connor redress, pulling clean clothes from a big box across the room. “Chris… What do you eat mate? We won't have any raw meat or anything like that.”

  Looking decidedly uncomfortable with the question, Chris ducks his head and mumbles something none of us catch.

  “What?” I ask. He lets out a deep breath as his bright blue eyes on mine.

  “They gave me animals to eat at that... lab? Yes, that's what they called it, lab. But I couldn't eat it. It made me sick. So, they gave me human food, and well… I wasn't sick.”

  A slow, easy smile spreads over his handsome face. Chris now eats human food? Does this mean he's… human? But the black mask on his face tells me he isn't. But maybe he’s in between the two? Hybrid.

  “What's a lab? And that's great Chris, at least you no longer have to starve yourself.” The thought of him starving himself again to appear normal makes me want to vomit. He looks so happy right now I have to blink really hard, so I don't cry.

  “I’ll be back shortly with food for everyone.” Connor turns to Crowley. “I’ll also touch base with Constantine, let him know we all arrived safely.” Crow nods but doesn't say anything. His hand grips my shoulder.

  “You can let go, Crow,” I say as I lay my hand over his. “I’m not going anywhere.” Shock flashes in his eyes. I hit the nail on the head then, huh? He loosens his grip but still doesn't let go. I allow it because he clearly needs the comfort of touching me.

  “Sorry, just when we were separated from you, and each other.” He shakes his large head back and forth. “I didn't like it. Emotions are still new to me.”

  “He pounded those bars for hours, good thing his bones are unbreakable, otherwise he’d be in trouble,” Charlie comments. Unbreakable huh? That I'd like to test.

  “It didn't work though did it? Those bars were made of something that even I couldn't break. Fuck knows what, but I want to make a suit of it for Kayla,” Crowley growls back. His hand slips down my arm then let’s go, leaving my body feeling cold. Gooseflesh spreads across me as I sit there naked, my head flicking back and forth between the two polar opposite guys.

  “Like she needs that, did you not see her ash those Brute guards? Fuuck,” Charlie counters while moving to sit behind me. His arms snake around my waist as Chris walks out of sight.

  “Yes, true. Remind me to never piss you off, Darlin`.” Crowley sits at the bottom of the bed, his huge frame taking up most of the room there. He takes my feet and rests them on his knees. Chris comes back with a wad of material in his hands. Draping it over my legs, he sits on the floor beside us. A little break is just what I need. It's like they all know me so well they don't push me or rush this. It makes me love them even more.

  The three of them start discussing the merits of having fire as an element versus water while I relax against Charlie. Crow’s hands massage the soles of my feet. The small window to my side is level with my eyes so I stare out it, letting my mind wander. The sounds of my men talking animatedly about things I couldn't begin or have time to understand fade into the distance. I watch as the sun makes its slow descent below the horizon. The naturalness of the situation I’m in at this moment isn’t lost on me. The feel of Charlie’s arms around me, his fingers grazing the patch of curls between my legs, Crowley’s rough hands moving across my sensitive feet making my eyes feel weighed down. Chris strokes my leg from his position on the floor, with their hands on me like this I could almost let myself believe we were just four normal people relaxing as day turns into night. Not that the world is about to experience it's second apocalyptic event, a second coming.

  But we’re not normal people, Charlie heals and can heal others. Crowley’s Brute-like with bones that can’t break. Chris is a Panda who should be attempting to eat us right now, not lightly running the tips of his fingers across my skin. Connor can read minds and project his thoughts and memories into others’ minds. Me… I’m a freak. My body sets itself on fire but doesn't burn me. There’s nothing normal about my little family. Huh, family. I guess that’s what we are now. And I love each one of them. Even if it scares the shit out of me to do so.

  A gasp brings me out of my inner thoughts, and the room goes silent. Turning my head, I see Connor standing at the open door, a large piece of wood in his hands laden with all kinds of food.

  “Family?” His eyes are wide, and the colour has gone from his face as he stares at me in shock.

  “Yes, family.” Smiling, I look around at the guys surrounding me. “You’re all mine, and I’m yours, if you'll have me?”

  “Fuck yes,” Connor answers.

  “Damn right we are,” Crowley says, squeezing my foot tightly, drawing my attention, he leans over and kisses me hard and fast. Turning around a little to look into Charlie’s eyes, I see they glitter with unshed tears. Turning fully, extracting my feet from Crowley’s grasp, I place my legs over Charlie's. Chest to chest he holds my face between his hands. Our foreheads meet. “Charlie?” Fear jolts through me. What if he doesn't want this? Me? Because I’m broken!

  “Kayla, I have something I want to give you, if you … please?”

  My brows draw down. Completely confused I move back from him as he moves my legs and climbs off the bed. He disappears behind the material hanging from the ceiling. I turn to look around at the guys, questions in my eyes. What could Charlie want to give me? No one’s ever given me something before. The bow and arrows I lost when someone - I guess it was not-Connor - kidnapped me, I stole from a brute when I was in my eleventh year, his back was turned dealing with a group of Panda. I’d stolen the bag he dropped to defend himself. The bow, quiver and several arrows were inside. Damn, I miss that bow. Everything else I owned was either stolen, made by my own hands or scavenged from the wastes.

  “Don't ask us, we promised we wouldn't tell you,” Connor says while passing me a metal bowl filled with meat, bread and Tates.

  Oh shit. Food. Hells yes. Resting the cold steel against my crossed legs, I lift the bread to my nose and take a long sniff.

  “Oh, fuck me.” Biting into it I tear a huge chunk off and chew. “Hmm.” So bloody good. I need to find out who makes the bread here because he or she is about to become my new best friend.

  “Jealous of a bread roll,” Connor utters while shaking his head, a small smile on his lips.

  Crowley chuckles as he watches me demolish the bread.

  “I feel that, brother.” They all burst into laughter as I pick my way through the meat and Tates. I have no idea what they’re talking about but it’s not worth stopping to concentrate or ask questions.

  When my bowl’s half empty, Charlie comes back into the room, an excited look on his face.

  “Kayla,” he frowns down at the food covering my fingers, I wipe them on a piece of material lying next to the window, “I have something I’ve wanted to give you for a long time.” He holds a pouch in hi
s hands. The material’s dark blue and worn in places with small patches of white showing. He clutches it to his chest as he approaches us. His eyes are focused, and it makes me squirm a little. I've never seen this look on Charlie’s face before, he looks so... sexy. Striding across the room he kisses me softly on the lips, then kneels between my legs as he moves them to dangle over the edge of the bed.

  “Kayla, this is…. it means so much to me. My grandparents, those are my parents-parents,” he explains when he notices the look of bewilderment on my face, ah ok so old-gen. “They discovered a special place as they journeyed across the wastes in search of a legend.” The corners of his lips rise slightly in a half-smile. “They never found that, but they did find what they later called the Hissing Banks. Near the ocean, deep within a cave, the earth had cracked open, allowing scorching heat to escape. They settled there for a time, the heat seeing them through nuclear winters until my granny fell pregnant and they moved to the city. See, they were advanced Kayla, but not from the cure, from the effects of the gasses coming from the earth itself. My mother was special too, Kay, she controlled water. A water elemental, like you with your fire.”

  Holy fuck, there are more like us? His mum could control water? This is so cool!

  “So anyway,” he scolds lightly as he realises my mind ran away with me.

  I wish I'd been able to meet his mum. I wonder if her and I would’ve been friends, given that we both had an affinity?

  “They visited the Hissing Banks often, taking their children and those of their new neighbours. Your parents, Kayla, Connor’s, Crowley’s, I don't know about yours, sorry Chris.” Charlie turns his piercing gaze to Chris, who simply nods, everyone's full attention on Charlie as he tells us the story of the past. “I think that’s why we’re all so different from humans. That gas changed their DNA and they passed it on to us. But I'm no scientist, I can't be sure. So, when my granny passed away, my grandad took her body to that place.” Pausing he looks down at the bag in his hands. Untying the top, he tips it up, spilling its contents into his palm. He lifts his hand so I can see it. Something colourful catches my eye as he fiddles with a delicate chain, letting it extend. A chunk of the most colourful rock I’ve ever seen falls from the palm of his hand and dangles in front of my eyes.

  “This is my grandmother Kayla.” The stone glitters in the low light, soft pink at the top gradually changing to green, then azure blue at the bottom. Intricate golden wire wraps around the gem, allowing it to attach to the chain, it's absolutely stunning. “My grandad he, well he gave her body back to the earth and this is what the earth gave him back. From that day on anyone who passed away in our family would be taken to that same cave.” Leaning towards me, Charlie laces his hands around my neck. When he pulls back the stone hangs on my chest, the crystal warm against my skin. “Now I want you to have this. I know marriage is obsolete now but I still… I want you to marry me Kayla, if you’ll have me?”

  The whole time Charlie talks my mouth hangs open, catching flies. And now I’m rendered speechless. I stare down at his beautiful face, completely lost for words. I clutch the stone in my hand, the other held tight within Charlie’s. First, he bombards me with information, half of which I barely understand, then… then he asks me to - marry him? Never have I ever considered the prospect of marriage. No one gets married anymore because love in the wastes is mostly fleeting; those who do manage to survive longer than average is those in harems. Safety in numbers.

  But Charlie, by the way he looks up at me with love shining in his fawn eyes, has been planning this since we were tiny. Fuck me sideways. No one moves a muscle or says a word as Charlie and I stare at each other. The air becomes thicker the longer I don't answer him. Heat tickles my palm where the stone’s clutched, flames lick their way up my fingers as my emotions spin. Marriage? Could I give myself so wholly to Charlie this way? To the others? Connor’s voice enters my mind stopping the runaway cart that is my thoughts.

  Kayla, he’s so in love with you. I can feel your love for him too. Don't deny this for yourself, or him.

  He's right, Charlie’s become my lifeline. They all have. My flames die as I realise I love them all, so much.

  “Of course, things would remain as they are now. Just one small change.” Charlie pushes himself up so his lips are barely touching mine, his hands close in around my face. “You will know I love you, Kayla. I plan to spend the rest of my life not just telling you but showing you I love you each and every day. You will never have a single doubt, I promise you.”

  God. Tears sting my eyes then they fall freely down my cheeks. He presses the sweetest kiss to my lips as I throw my arms around his neck and deepen the kiss.

  “Yes!” I cry, breaking the kiss just long enough to say it then crashing my lips to Charlie’s again.

  The room erupts in a series of whoops and yeses, but all I see is Charlie. He’s still naked and I only have a scrap of material around me that falls away when he lifts me from the bed. My heated skin meets his coolness and unashamedly I wiggle against him. He moans into my mouth as his cock slides across my belly.

  "Charlie, make love to me," I say softly against his lips. I'm so turned on right now all I want is for him to touch me, to show me love, to give him love back. His hands are hot as they travel down my back. Taking my arse in his hands he lifts me then lays us down on the bed. Hovering over, me he looks deep into my eyes.

  "Kayla, I love you now, tomorrow, forever." My body trembles beneath him, why deny it Kay? You feel the same way.

  "I love you too, Charlie." As soon as the words leave me, Charlie leans forward. His dick slips inside of me at the same time his lips crash into mine. The bed dips at either side of me and hands slide between our bodies. Rough skin glides down to my clit, Crowley rubs the little bundle of nerves as Connor tweaks a nipple. Charlie pulls back a little, so they have better access, but his lips don't leave mine as he thrusts into me. The onslaught of sensations drives me wild. I moan in my throat as Charlie fucks me just like I need him to. Hard and fast. He pulls back completely, just the tip of him inside of me, looking down at me. Love sets his eyes on fire as he says, "So beautiful, Kayla. Oh, you feel so good around me."

  Tears prick behind my eyes. Not letting them fall, I concentrate on the feel of his large cock inside of me as it pulses in time with Charlie's heartbeat.

  Chris appears over Charlie's shoulder; his bright blue eyes taking in the sight below him. He reaches a hand around Charlie's body to the point where we join, I feel his fingers caress Charlie's cock. Charlie, Connor, Crowley and Chris all moan deep and rumbling. The combination sends me into overdrive. I thrust my hips up and forward so Charlie is pushed into me as Chris snakes his hand further down, cupping Charlie's balls.

  I sit up to watch him roll them between his fingers. "Holy shit, that’s sexy." Chris watches me the whole time as Charlie pulls almost out. Chris wraps his hand around him and strokes all the way up, then back to the base again. Fuck, that is so hot. Charlie's eyes roll into the back of his head as he sinks into me once more.

  "So wet, I can't…" Charlie groans as his thrusts become faster, erratic. On the brink of exploding. Chris moves to his side and Crowley takes my nipple in his mouth, sucking hard. Chris rubs my clit hard and fast, speeding me towards an explosion just as Charlie yells my name to the ceiling. Together my four men bring me to an electrifying orgasm that makes my pussy clench Charlie's dick so hard he can't pull out.

  "Oh God!" I scream as my body curls in on itself, my muscles contracting with every wave of pleasure. My eyes squeeze shut as Charlie presses a sweet kiss to my lips, and then cold hits my skin. Still panting from my release, I open my eyes to see that it's Chris who is gently skimming his fingertips down my thighs.

  "You're so beautiful, Mine," he whispers as he lowers himself between my legs and flicks the tip of his tongue against me. The hot wet touch feels like sparks of fire as he licks me over and over. Charlie moves to the base of the bed behind Connor and watches. A huge smil
e on his face.

  I've never been licked down there before, and it’s glorious. As his tongue dips into my opening I realise he's cleaning Charlie's spend from me, the thought sends desire shooting through me. My back arches off the bed and I reach down to lace my fingers through his long black hair and push his face into me greedily.

  "Unh, so sweet," Chris utters as he settles back in, this time he sucks my clit into his mouth. Using his thumbs, he spreads my lips and flicks me over and over until stars collide behind my eyes and I scream my pleasure to the ceiling. Faster than lightening Chris stands and thrusts himself to the hilt inside me.

  "Ah! Fuck, yes!" bursting from my mouth.

  "Fuck! Oh, Mine, you feel like silk." Chris' eyes roll as he pounds into me furiously. Connor and Crowley roll my nipples between their fingers. Crow pinches harder than Connor. My eyes flick to his grass green ones. I'm shocked to see he’s grinning.

  "I'm next, darlin, I can’t fucking wait to get my hands on you."

  Crowley's dirty words send me over the edge. My pussy clamps down and pulls Chris over the edge with me.

  By the time Chris pulls off me I'm completely spent, the room spins a little and my throat’s parched. I'm sore in places I never thought I could be sore, but it’s a delicious feeling. One I want to roll over and savour, but the clearing of a throat has my eyes popping open.

  "A drink for you, my love." Charlie hands me a skin. I push my body into a sitting position and drink from it greedily as Chris rolls off me.

  Sex is thirsty work; I could also eat two lots of food right now.

  "We’ll go make food. Chris, do you want to join us?" I look up into Connor's eyes, a question in mine.

  "We all need to eat. " He kisses my head before continuing, "Besides, Crowley wants us out." He winks at me then his face changes expression. He's obviously telling the very confused looking Chris something because he nods, drops a soft kiss to my lips, then leaves with Connor and Charlie. Leaving Crowley and me alone. Swallowing thickly, I push myself back against the wall.