table like a fricking Rockette.
He glanced at the other males. V was flipping the top of his lighter open and closed and tapping his foot.
Rhage was massaging his shoulder. Now his upper arm. Now his right pectoral. Phury was pushing his coffee cup around in circles and chewing his lower lip and drumming his fingers. Wrath was rolling his head on his neck, left, right, back, forth, tense as a high-voltage line. Butch seemed twitchy, too.
None of them, not even Rhage, had eaten a thing.
But Mary and Beth were normal enough as they stood up to clear their plates. They started laughing and arguing with Fritz that they should help him bring out more coffee and fruit.
The females had just left the room when the first wave of energy pushed through the house. The invisible surge went straight to the thing between Zsadist's legs, hardening it instantly. He stiffened and saw that the Brothers and Butch had all frozen, too, as if each one were wondering whether what he'd felt was right.
A moment later a second wave hit. The it in Z's pants thickened up even more, quick as the curse that left his mouth.
"Holy shit," someone said with a groan.
"This can't be happening," another growled.
The butler's door swung open and Beth came in, a tray of cut fruit in her hands. "Mary's bringing in more coffee-"
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Wrath stood up so fast, his chair fell back and landed on the floor. He stalked over to Beth, whipped the tray out of her hands, and tossed it carelessly on the table. As cut strawberries and pieces of cantaloupe bounced off the silver and landed on the mahogany, Beth shot him a glare.
"Wrath, what the-"
He pulled her against his body, kissing her deep and hard, bending her back as if he were going to crawl up inside of her right in front of the Brotherhood. Without breaking their mouths apart, he picked her up by her waist and held her by the ass. Beth laughed softly and locked her legs around his hips. The king's face was buried in his leelan's neck as he strode out of the room.
Another surge reverberated through the house, rocking the male bodies in the room. Zsadist gripped the edge of the table, and he wasn't the only one. Vishous's knuckles were white with how hard he was holding on to the thing.
Bella... it must be Bella. Had to be. Bella had gone into her needing.
Havers had warned him, Z thought. When the doctor had done the internal exam on her, he'd said she'd seemed close to her fertile time.
Holy hell. A female in her need. In a house with six males.
It was only a matter of time before the Brothers got raw from their sexual instincts. And the danger to everyone became very real.
When Mary walked through the butler's door, Rhage went after her like a tank, tearing the coffeepot out of her hand and pitching it on the sideboard so it skidded and sloshed. He pushed her up against the wall and covered her with his body, his head dropping down, his erotic purring so loud it made the crystal on the chandelier tinkle. Mary's shocked gasp was followed by a very feminine sigh.
Rhage had her up in his arms and out of the room in a flash.
Butch looked down at his lap and then up at the rest of them. "Listen, I don't mean to get nasty, but is everyone else... ah..."
"Yes," V said through tight lips.
"You want to tell me what the hell is happening here?"
"Bella's gone into her needing," V said, throwing down his napkin. "Christ. How long before nightfall?"
Phury checked his watch. "Almost two hours."
"We'll be a mess by then. Tell me you have some red smoke."
"Yeah, plenty."
"Butch, do yourself a favor and get off the property fast. The Pit is not going to be far enough away from her. I didn't think humans would respond, but since you are, you'd better go before you get sucked in."
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groans of the others and realized they were in deep shit. No matter how civilized they pretended to be, males couldn't help but respond to a female in her fertile time, and their sexual urges would increase as the needing progressed and strengthened.
If it weren't daylight they could have saved themselves by getting away. But they were