She did think about Clint a lot, wondering what he was doing right now, if he was okay. But Stanis had told her they knew where he was, that he was fine, still searching for proof of life in the caves, and not worried about anything or anyone but his own gain. She’d worry about and deal with Clint when she’d wrapped her head around everything. But now she was back on the bed, with three men lavishing attention and affection on her, and she couldn’t think about the troubles of the outside world, or what would happen after this night was over with. “Touch yourself for us,” Malachi said. The feel of them surrounding her, of their need for her, filled every inch of Ruby. The fact she was so wanton, so wild, surprised her. But it also felt so good. She saw the hungry look in the brothers’ eyes. Her cunt was soaked for them. She slid her hand down her belly, needing them, wanting them.
