Chapter 13
Takeover
Wyatt
I’m already fucking this up. Sara pulls away from Drew and gives a soft sigh. It shouldn’t matter who makes her sigh, as long as she’s being given pleasure. But I fucked up. She hesitated before coming to me.
With our history, I don’t blame her. But it made me realize I’ve been distant again, blocking her out so I can focus on puzzling through this mystery with Tom. And the anger at Tom for leaving us with this mess and no real clue as to what he’s gotten himself into, while putting Sara in danger.
“Are you ready to go home?” Dante holds his hand out to Sara and she moves effortlessly into his arms. A little bolt of jealousy churns in my stomach. I would never deny Dante this, but I wish it could be as natural with me and Sara.
I offer my hand to Drew and he shakes it. “We’ll be back tomorrow night to finish.”
“And we’ll definitely be taking breaks.” Finn smirks. “So decide how you’re going to take her first, because it’s been a while since I’ve had that many options.”
Finn glances at the sex dungeon. I run a hand through my hair and glance Sara’s way. Her pale green eyes are intensely curious. It’s an interesting setup. It’s easy to imagine Sara spread out on the bed or tucked on one of the benches or hung on the St. Andrew’s cross.
Maybe it shouldn’t be easy to imagine her with the others, but fuck if it’s not compelling.
“Good night.” She steps into Drew’s arms and lifts her mouth for a kiss.
He gives us a smile before dipping her back and kissing her shocked mouth. When he returns her to her feet, her smile is crooked and her eyes darkened.
“I’ll see you soon, princess.”
Dante puts his hand on the small of Sara’s back and leads her out to the elevator. Finn and I follow.
When the elevator doors shut, Sara glances nervously around at us.
“I don’t know how I’m supposed to act around you guys.” She wrings her hands.
“How do you want to act, flower?” Finn takes her hand and pulls her into his arms.
She shrugs. She touches his chest and gazes up at him. “None of this is simple and clear-cut.”
She glances over at me.
Fuck, I don’t want her to doubt herself, but I can see how I’ve fucked this up. I step up behind her and bring her red hair over her shoulder. A shiver races through her.
“When we’re alone, you’re ours.” I press a kiss to the side of her neck, and she exhales and relaxes into me.
“In public, you’ll be Drew’s.” Finn meets my eyes before lowering his head to the other side of her neck and kissing her there.
Her breath catches. The elevator doors open when we reach the ground floor and Finn steps back, but I don’t.
“I didn’t mean to ignore you, trouble.” I slide my hands over the slight swell of her abdomen. “When I get focused, I tend to forget everything but the problem at hand.”
She puts her hands over mine as she leans her head back against my chest.
“Just don’t forget about me.” Her voice is soft and vulnerable.
“I never forget about you, trouble.” I press a kiss to her temple and retreat.
Dante steps in and guides her with his solid presence. Her pale green eyes return to mine, and I see something in them that makes me hope for so much more than I can ever offer her. If she knew my past, she’d hate me along with everyone else.
I give her a smile as she gets into the car. The only person who knows my secret is Tom and we vowed to never talk about it again. When I get in the car, I take the seat next to her.
Dante sits on her other side, holding her hand in his lap. Their fingers are entwined and I can’t help but imagine them together in the future. They would make a good pair. Sara could heal Dante. Make him the father he always longed for.
She would be sweet to him and give him all her smiles.
My insides twist again. Fuck.
Sara leans her head against my arm and I freeze for a moment.
“I don’t like that I don’t get to claim any of you in public.” There’s a wistful element to her words. “I’ll hate watching you with other women, even knowing they won’t have what’s mine. But they’ll be able to hold your hand and lean against you whenever they want.”
“I don’t want to hurt you, trouble.” I’ve already caused her enough pain in this lifetime.
She puts her hand over mine resting on my thigh. I turn it over to hold hers.
“It’s the part I don’t like most about this arrangement, but I’ll deal with it if I get to have you.” Her eyes lift to mine and my breath catches. There’s that hope in her eyes.
I don’t want to disappoint her. I shouldn’t even be doing this.
Tom’s gone. I couldn’t stand the thought of the others having her without me. But I’ve always known Sara would be endgame for me. That if I let myself have even a taste, I’d want more and more until I took everything she had.
I lift her hand to my lips and press a kiss to her knuckles. It’s too late to back out. To bow out graciously. She’s mine now. I could never return to the way things were.
Which means if this crashes and burns, I’ll need an exit strategy. And I might lose everything and everyone I hold dear.
Finn
It’s late by the time we get back up to the apartment. Peabody races into Sara’s/Tom’s room. I don’t blame him. If I could, I would run in there first. But I have a feeling this is going to be more complicated to decide than a flat-out brawl would be.
“So, I guess this is good night?” Sara puts her hands behind her back as she turns to face the three of us.
Dante steps forward and tips her chin up. He gives her a slow, lingering kiss. She whimpers in her throat as he pulls away. Her tongue sneaks out to wet her lips like she’s trying to capture the taste of him.
Wyatt steps up next. He cradles her head in the palm of his hand as his lips devour hers. I adjust my growing erection in my pants. Fuck, what if I don’t get to spend the night with her tonight?
Maybe I need to go over the rules and what no sex schedule means. Because I don’t need to sleep with her to fuck her. Even if I’m not sleeping with her, it doesn’t mean I can’t creep in to fuck her when I get a hard-on in the middle of the night.
Soft, warm, pliable, completely mine to take.
Wyatt releases her and she turns to me. All wound up and no orgasm in sight. I can almost feel how wet she must be. Fuck these guys and being nice. That’s not what my flower wants or needs.
I close in on her and grab the back of her neck. Her wide green eyes lift to mine. I flash her a cocky grin.
“Don’t worry, flower. I won’t send you off needy.” I capture her lips and undo her jeans, pushing them over her hips to her knees along with her panties. Her fingers sink into my hair as she gasps against my lips. My fingers slide into her pussy. So fucking wet and tight and hot.
“Finn.” Both Wyatt and Dante say my name like that’s going to stop me. Fuck them. They don’t realize what Sara needs yet, but I’ve always known.
I thrust my fingers in and out until she moans into my mouth and her walls begin to clench. But I pull my fingers out and suck them as she watches me with dazed eyes.
“Fuck, flower, you taste so good.” I tip her chin up. “Do you want a taste?”
“Yes, please.” Her voice is lower.
I kiss her again, thrusting my tongue inside her mouth and sliding it against hers. Letting her taste herself before I turn her toward the back of the couch.
I push her to bend over it. The others watch me, studying us. She leans over the couch. Her pussy is exposed to me in this position and I can’t wait to fuck her.
As I undo my belt and pants, I turn to look at the others. “Do you want to use your safe word, flower?”
“Green, Finn.” Her words almost make me come in my pants.
Arching an eyebrow at my friends, I give them the chance to say whatever they’re going to say because I’m about to fuck our girl. Dante smirks and shakes his head. Wyatt can’t seem to tear his eyes off Sara’s glistening, wet pussy.
I slide my fingers to either side of her pussy and open it. “Did you want a taste before I fill her with my cum?”
She whimpers.
Wyatt steps forward, almost as if he can’t resist. He sinks to one knee behind her and licks her pussy. She moans as her legs try to spread, but her jeans keep them tight together.
“Do you need something in your mouth, flower?” I rub my hand over her ass cheek.
Dante and Wyatt need to get over their hang ups.
What Sara needs is a whole lot of sex to avoid thinking about the future and the whereabouts of her brother.
And to make up for all the time we lost being fucking gentlemen.
She doesn’t need a gentleman. Not our girl.
I glance at Dante. “Want to help our girl with that?”
His cock is already out. Thank fuck I’m not a small guy or his cock would be intimidating. He circles the couch and Sara reaches out for his cock. She strokes it while her eyes lift to his.
“Suck it, pip.”
Her smile is wickedly delightful. “Yes, boss.”
She takes him into her mouth and he tangles his hand in the red strands of her hair before he takes over, thrusting his cock deeper into her throat. She gags the first couple of times but gets over it quickly.
I grin. And they were just going to let her go to sleep with a kiss. I shake my head.
Sliding my fingers lower, I thrust them into her pussy while Wyatt sucks on her clit. She moans around Dante’s cock. Fuck, I wish I could film this to watch later, but that’s just asking for trouble.
Her cunt flutters around my fingers. She’s close. I’ll give her this one, but the next one will be on my dick. I twist my fingers as I pump them in and out. Her moan is long and muffled by Dante’s cock in her throat as her cunt tightens around my fingers and releases a gush of fluid.
“That’s my girl.” I stroke my fingers in and out to keep her right there on the edge. I don’t want her coming down yet.
Wyatt slides back and wipes his mouth on his shirt sleeve.