Free Lost Without Them by Trista Ann Michaels

Instead she nodded and closed her eyes. When Cody pulled from her body, she mumbled in protest but then sighed in contentment as Cody stretched out on one side of her and Sam stretched out on the other. Two sets of arms enfolded her in their embrace. Two warm bodies made her feel safe and protected.
    She could stay here forever, she thought just before falling asleep.

Chapter Eight
    Keegan awoke with a start and glanced around the room. Sunlight streamed through the window, and she glanced at the clock. It was almost ten?
    She sat up and winced at the soreness in her side. Damn. Had she hurt herself last night? She bent her head to try to see her stitches, then froze.
    Oh God.
    She’d had sex with them last night. Incredibly good sex. Glancing around frantically, she determined she was alone and sighed in relief that she didn’t have to face them just yet.
    What the hell had she been thinking?
    It was that dream again. That same dream she’d had in the hospital. Why was she having that dream, and what was with the two wolves with her that could talk? Did they represent someone she couldn’t remember? Were they her pets?
    She shook her head at that thought. Pets didn’t seem quite right. They were something else. But what?
    “You really need to be thinking about last night, Keegan,” she said to herself as she dropped her head into her hands.
    The whole thing had happened so fast. One minute she’d been clinging to Sam for comfort, then the next he was thrusting inside her, making her feel incredible. And Cody. My God. Cody had made her come again, something she really hadn’t expected.
    She couldn’t remember much after that. Just the feel of their arms around her, their bodies close, keeping her warm and safe.
    “What do I say to them? How do I act?”
    She lifted her head and stared out the window. The sky was a bright blue; all the snow from the other night was gone, leaving brown grass and leafless trees. Still, it was one of the most beautiful sights she’d ever seen. It was so peaceful. A stark contrast to the turmoil tightening her gut.
    “What do I do now?” she whispered to no one in particular.
     
    SAM STOOD AT the fence, staring out toward the house. He wanted to go back inside and make love to her again. He frowned at his choice of words. When had he started referring to it as making love? In the past, it had always been just sex or fucking.
    He shook his head and turned back toward the barn. He had things he needed to do, and he was sure Keegan needed her rest. After last night, he wondered what her reaction to them would be. Would she be upset? Would she want them again? Would she leave?
    The thought of her leaving left a hole in Sam’s chest he didn’t like the feel of. He hadn’t known her long enough to have developed feelings for her beyond lust. He wasn’t the type to believe in love at first sight, but he could admit to feeling something different whenever he looked at her.
    Perhaps it was just a feeling of protectiveness. They had found her injured and unconscious, after all. Perhaps what he felt was just a need to make sure she was okay.
    Sam snorted at that idea. If that was all it was, he wouldn’t want to screw her every time he got within five feet of her. After last night, that desire hadn’t lessened. Instead, it had intensified to the point he’d had to leave her bed this morning before he ended up taking her again.
    Even now, he was hard as a damn rock. He’d had this erection all damn morning, and because of it, his balls hurt so badly he wanted to hit something.
    Taking a deep breath to calm his raging lust, he glanced at his watch. It was lunchtime, and he was hungry. Since everyone was at the other side of the ranch, Sam decided to head into the house and see what was in the fridge to make a sandwich. Maybe eating would get his mind off eating Keegan.
    Sam snorted. “Fat chance.”
     
    KEEGAN SAT AT the kitchen table, going through the cookbook and writing down