Chapter Thirty-Six
Sawyer
We get back to the motel around seven. Brynne basically took care of Wyatt’s body all on her own. That setup she has in the basement is every serial killer's dream. I don’t understand why we had to come back to the motel afterward. It made the most sense to clean up and crash at Brynne’s house. I don’t know if Damon wanted to show Brynne where we came from or if he just wanted to get out of her place.
“ This is where you guys stay?” Brynne asks.
“Yeah. Ryker’s dad owns it, but he never comes here. It’s the perfect hideout,” I explain. Brynne looks around the motel room and then back at me and Damon.
“Why did you want to come back?” She asks Damon.
“I want to show you where we are from. It's not a fancy huge house but it’s enough for us,” Damon says. Brynne grabs my hand and pulls me toward Damon. She kisses his lips and then mine.
“Both of you are always welcome at the house. It
already felt like you guys had moved in with seeing your cocks every turn I took,” she laughs. Her laugh is intoxicating. My cock recognizes it's hers and I want to have her right now. I know she's been with everyone solo beside me, but I try not to think too much about it. We share, we always have, and we always will.
“Brynne,” I say. She looks at me and I grab her by the waste. “Take your clothes off,” I demand. Damon smirks at the tone of my voice.
“ Where’s Matteo and Ryker?” she asks.
“I don’t give a shit where they are. Take your clothes off so I can have a piece of you. Everyone else has had you by themselves besides me,” I say. Damon takes a seat at the table in front of the window and lights a cigarette.
“You’ve been busy working,” Brynne says.
“I’m not working now,” I smirk. Brynne slowly takes each piece of clothing off her gorgeous body. I run my hand down her soft skin and watch goosebumps form on her skin. She kisses my neck and I close my eyes and think about the sensation of her lips on my body. I need her warmth around me. I’ve never felt this much attraction toward a person before.
“Get on the bed,” I demand. She lays on her back and I crawl in between her legs. She squirms when I wrap my arms around her thighs.
“You don’t have to do that,” she argues. I look up at her through her pubic hair and lick her clit.
“I know I don’t have to, but I want to. Let me take care of you Brynne,” I say before going back down on her. I run my tongue up her center and suck her clit. She bucks her hips and I tighten my grip on her legs. As much as I want to fuck her, I also want to make her cum. She tastes like fucking heaven and since I won't be going there, she is as close as I’ll be getting.
“Sawyer,” she says breathlessly. I reach one hand up and grip her breast. She moans and I pick up my pace. I’m not stopping until her juices are all over my face. I have this strong urge to satisfy her. She didn’t have set up Wyatt’s body cam, but she did it anyway because she knew how much I wanted to be part of that kill. I’m not just the tech guy of the group, but I have to remind myself of that sometimes. I get lost in that role and forget about the fun that comes with this job.
I continue to flick my tongue on that bundle of nerves. She quivers when I run my fingers down the inside of her thigh. I push one finger inside of her and finger her while tasting her. She moans again and I go faster. I find the right tempo and don’t stop. Her walls tighten around my finger. Her back arches and both her hands come down on my head. She grips my brown hair and rides my tongue. It takes mere seconds before she gives me exactly what I’ve been wanting since I first got a little taste of her.
“Good girl Brynne,” I praise. I wipe the back of my hand on my mouth and rise over her. I smile down at her
beautiful face. Those dark blue eyes and little freckles you can only see this up close to her. I place my hand on her cheek to caress her. I don’t want to fuck her hard tonight. I want to show her that we are more than just brute guys who take what they want. We’re here to please her too.
As I push my hips forward, I look into her eyes and slowly sink inside of her. Her eyebrows knit together and she sucks in a breath. Once I’m wrapped up in her warmth, I kiss her. She wraps her arms around me and grips my ass to push me in after retreating. She tries to get me to fuck her harder, but I’m not going to. I like my fair amount of rough sex, but after her performance today, she deserves to be worshiped .
“Slow down Brynne. Let me relish in your body. I want to feel all of you not rush through this,” I explain. Her eyes soften and she looks nervous but nods. She acts as if I just told her I loved her. I’m not sure any of us truly know what love is besides maybe Matteo or Ryker. They're the only ones that had a family by their side growing up. Growing up in foster care and not having that steady family dynamic messes you up as a kid. You never truly get over the feeling of not being wanted.
I want Brynne and I want her to want me so damn bad. She’s my new addiction and I don’t think I ever want to give her up. I don’t know when we plan to brand her, but once you have the brand that we have on our chest, you're one of us, forever. I kiss her perfect tits and suck her nipple into my mouth.
“You're so beautiful Brynne,” I say. She hums in approval and arches her back off the bed. Damon watches us from the chair.
“ Sawyer I’m close,” Brynne moans.
“Relax Baby. Let your body feel everything I’m feeling. I’m not stopping until you cum on my cock,” I coo.
“Fuck,” Brynne’s hand goes to my back and she scratches down my back as I continue to fuck her. “Sawyer,” she moans. Then she tightens around my cock and gives me her cum. I follow right behind her and empty myself inside of her. I lower myself to her and kiss her neck.
“You are everything Brynne,” I confess. She grabs both sides of my face and kisses my lips. I feel like I’ve just jumped out of a plane and am free-falling through the sky. Her blue eyes stare into mine and It's as if I can read her mind. Has she let me in? We break our gaze when Damon stands up and strips his clothes off. He gets in bed and I finally get off of Brynne, sandwiching her in between us.
“I’ve never had sex like that before,” she confesses.
“Don’t flatter him, it will go straight to his head,”
Damon says. Brynne looks up at the ceiling as we both take in her beauty.
“I didn’t mean it like that. I just,” she pauses. “Never mind,” she adds. Damon grabs Brynne’s face and her cheeks squish together making her lips pucker.
“Little devil, you can tell us anything,” Damon says. I can feel her body relax next to me. He kisses her lips and she sighs.
“I should have killed all of you when you came into my house,” she says. I can't help the smirk on my face. “I don’t see why you're smiling Sawyer,” she pokes my chest. My body warms with my name on her lips. I’ve never wanted someone to say my name so damn bad.
“I just think it's cute that you're trying to fight your feelings still,” I answer.
“I don’t think I know what feelings are. The only feeling I’ve ever felt was hatred.” She snuggles under the
blanket and gets that look on her face again. Damon and I wait to see what she will say next. No matter how much I dig into Brynne’s past, she is the one who knows what truly happened. There are no records of our trauma. I can tell she has demons, but she uses them to fuel her hatred and act on revenge.
Damon and Brynne are more alike than they think. I’ve gotten to know Damon and now all I want to do is know who Brynne Thornton is. What happened to Sarah Miller to turn her into who she is now ?
Brynne faces Damon. “You know I waited for you.
Every night when one of them came into my room, I waited for you to come through the door,” she takes a deep breath. “But you never came,” she whispers.
I’ve never seen so much emotion wash through Damon’s face in such a short minute. I can’t even imagine
what she had to go through. The girls always had it worse than the boys did. Sometimes we would get the same treatment, but the men thought the girls were easier to overtake and manipulate.
“Brynne,” Damon gently tucks a strand of her golden blonde hair behind her ear. “We are here now. We aren’t going anywhere, and we will make them pay. All of them will pay for what they did to you. We won't stop until everyone who hurt us is dead,” Damon looks at me over Brynne’s shoulder. It's like Brynne realizes I’m here still. She lays on her back and waits for us to snuggle closer to her.
“Do you promise not to leave,” she looks at both of us and then nods her head toward the door. “All of you? Matteo and Ryker too?” she asks innocently. Maybe she feels as lonely as I do and just wants to be wanted by someone for a change.
“We promise,” I say before Damon tells her that promises mean nothing. He never believed in them and I don’t blame him after the track record we have had. Every promise made to us was broken. “Let’s get some sleep. We’ve got a lot of work ahead of us if we're going after David next,” I add.
Brynne smirks and I can't hold back my desire for her. I claim her lips and Damon does the same. Before we get into another heat filled session of sex we lay back down. “Get some sleep Brynne,” I say .
“You’re safe with us,” Damon adds. Brynne relaxes in between us, and I stay awake to watch her drift off. I’m fucked if she ever decides she doesn’t want to keep her end of the promise. I want to be by her side for as long as she will have me, but after having her for this little amount of time, I’m afraid no amount of time will be enough.