Chapter Fifteen
It had been a weird day. Sabrina hadn’t known how much weirder it could get. “This is a bounty of feminine products, Sawyer.”
He shrugged a big shoulder as Bella sat down beside him. She’d spent most of the day at the bar with Lark watching over her. When they’d picked her up, she’d acted like they’d been apart for five hundred years. “Wasn’t sure what you would want. It would have been easier if there were way less choices.”
He was oddly sweet, even with a grumpy expression on his face. He couldn’t help it. He had resting grump face. “Well, thank you, but you know I could have picked some up when we stopped by my cabin to get fresh clothes.”
Sawyer and Wyatt had been waiting for her the minute class was dismissed for the day. Sabrina had walked out to the front drive where pickups occurred, and in addition to the usual moms and dads, Sawyer and Wyatt had been waiting. Wyatt had brought her lunch but he hadn’t stuck around to eat with her.
She was kind of surprised he’d been standing there with Sawyer. She’d half expected him to find a ride out of town and not even leave her a note.
“It was his quest today,” Wyatt replied, holding himself back a little.
“And what was yours?” Sawyer asked, a hint of challenge in his tone.
Wyatt huffed and started to pace beside the sink. “Beyond trying to figure out why two kids kicked me today and then Sabrina’s new dad forced me to eat a beet? I drank the juice. I shouldn’t have to do it again. A raw beet, Sabrina. It was disgusting, and I think my teeth are purple.”
“He did what?” No wonder he’d been quiet. And she was going to have such a word with Paige Harper. She was sure Paige hadn’t lied when she said she wouldn’t do it. It appeared she was simply ordering other kids to do it. A menace.
“I was at the Trading Post helping Teeny with their point-of-sale system and Mel walked in. He walked right up to the produce section, picked out a beet, talked to it for a weirdly long time, then held it up for a minute. Teeny sighed and said she’d get me some water to wash it down, and before I could ask her what I was washing down, he was on me.”
“Mel jumped you?” Sawyer asked but he sounded kind of impressed.
“Not exactly,” Wyatt admitted. “But he did put that thing up to my mouth and told me he would never allow an alien in his family, and then he listed all the exceptions because apparently there are good aliens out there, but that’s not as dramatic a way to force a beet on a man.”
“So you took the physical beet?” She should have known. “Apparently there’s a ritual and it requires eating a raw beet. It means he thinks you’re serious about me. When you think about it, it’s kind of sweet.”
“When I think about it, I have PTSD. It was gross,” Wyatt reiterated. “Such a weird day.”
“I got called into a Meeting of Men,” Sawyer admitted.
“That sounds ominous. Is this a Bliss thing?” She hadn’t been around long enough to discover all the quirky things about this town she’d come to love.
“Cam mentioned it. A Meeting of Men,” Wyatt said, obviously impressed. “I’ve heard about those. It’s when they call a council of the smartest men in town to discuss whatever problem is facing the town. They shut themselves in a room, and then the women have time to actually solve the problem.”
“Sounds like something Marie would say.” Sawyer unloaded the rest of the groceries they’d bought. It appeared to heavily favor the things she’d talked about liking. Sawyer had bought her brand-name coffee. Not the generic kind he bought for himself. “It’s something my grandfather and Mel and some of their friends started when I was a kid. They would get together and talk about how they can help out the town. Or individuals in town. But this is Bliss, and they need to give everything a cutesy name. There are some dramatic motherfuckers in this town.”
He was eyeing Wyatt like those words should mean something. There was a tension between the two of them she hadn’t wanted to discuss until they were alone.
Well, they were alone.
“He’s not being dramatic,” Sabrina said quietly, jumping right in without prevarication. She wanted to get this over with so they could get to the fun parts, the parts she’d dreamed about all day. “He’s scared his brother will hurt me, and he’s trying to find a way out.”
“Out?” Sawyer asked, a brow rising. Bella looked up at him as though she too could feel the tension in the room. “Out of the relationship? I don’t think walking away from us is going to work.”
“I know it sucks. I basically moved the target from her to you,” Wyatt began.
Sabrina felt her gut clench. “You did what? How would you move the target? Also, we don’t know there is a target. You gave him what he wanted.”
“It’s not about that,” Wyatt hedged. “Or maybe it is. I don’t know. All I know is my brother is pissed off, and he’ll take it out on me. And I have to worry…”
He stopped, and Sabrina softened her voice. “Wyatt, why are you worried? We don’t know the whole story, do we?”
“You don’t have to know the story at all,” Wyatt countered, his jaw going stubborn. “All you need to know is I don’t want you anymore.”
She barely managed to not roll her eyes. “Sure you don’t. You finally made it to the magic number of times you’ve slept with me to hit complete satisfaction? You haven’t even given me time to show you what I can really do with my tongue.”
“Are we back to this?” Sawyer asked, starting to pace. “I told you it’s not going to work.”
“Only because you decided to not even try,” Wyatt shot back. “What the hell is wrong with you? I thought you care about her. I thought you would want to protect her.”
“I love her, but I also know her. She’s not staying out of this even if you push her away because she loves you. She won’t stop trying to save you, so it’s better to stay close so we can protect her when it goes down. Protect her with actual weapons instead of martyrdom. I’m going to leave a review on Alexei’s website. He’s a shitty therapist.” Sawyer sighed and looked her way. “Baby, I said love twice. I need a beer to wash away the taste.”
He loved her. He’d told her he loved her, and he hated the word.
She wanted to jump into his arms and make this a super-romantic moment that would have made Sawyer uncomfortable for years to come. But she had another love to save. This lifestyle might be great for her sexually, but twice the men meant dealing with twice the emotions. This was it. She knew it instinctively. She’d thrown Wyatt off last night by taking his keys, but he would find a way if he wanted to leave. So instead of throwing herself at Sawyer, she went over to the fridge, pulled out a beer, and twisted off the cap. Sabrina marched over and handed it to him. “I love you, too.”
“I’m glad,” Wyatt said, his mouth a flat line but his eyes eating her up. “I want you and Sawyer to be happy. Sabrina, what I said…”
She wasn’t going to make him say it again. She didn’t want to hear or think about those nasty words he’d spoken in fear. “Was a lie to try to get me to walk away from you. I’m quite emotionally aware, and you are not very good at lying. The next time you say you don’t want me, don’t stare at me like I’m a steak you want to eat. Don’t bother at all because even if you say the most hateful things to me, I won’t leave you. Not when you’re in trouble.”
His shoulders sagged, and it was easy to see the weight he’d been carrying. “You have to.”
She didn’t, but she wouldn’t waste her breath telling him. They’d gotten off the topic. “How did you move the target from me to Sawyer? Is this why he tried to tell his brother the two of you are dating?”
Sawyer’s lips kicked up. “He’s still betting his brother will believe it. We’re lovers, Wyatt and I. You’re our cover, the girlfriend we pretend to date so no one ever learns about our illicit love affair.”
It had been foolish then, and the idea hadn’t grown more appealing. “No one is going to believe it.”
“Make fun of it all you like,” Wyatt argued, “but it will work. You don’t know my brother.”
“It won’t work,” Sawyer shot back.
“Only because you’re not doing what needs to be done.” Wyatt stared at him as though he could work his will through his eyes.
Sawyer’s hands came up. “Hey, I told everyone in town how hot you are for me.”
“Asshole,” Wyatt said with a sigh.
She wasn’t sure how Wyatt had thought it was going to work.
Sawyer sobered. “I told everyone what the plan was. I even discussed it at the meeting. The sheriff wanted us to know they’ll do everything they can to protect all of us. They’ll say what we want them to say, but I don’t know if Wayne will believe it. And honestly, it doesn’t matter.”
“He won’t play fair.” Wyatt wasn’t giving up.
She wasn’t either. “My sister won’t play fair. Not when it comes to me. I think the sheriff knows how to handle things. Wyatt, you have to understand. We’re in more danger if you leave us than we are if you stay.”
He squared off with her. “That’s bullshit.”
“She’s right.” Sawyer set his beer down and put a hand on Bella’s head. The poor baby could feel the emotions amping up, and she didn’t like it. She calmed a bit when Sawyer petted her. “Have you thought this through? You walk away, go off the grid. Hide. You think your brother will look for you?”
“He will,” Wyatt insisted.
“But according to you, he doesn’t play fair.” Sabrina knew exactly where Sawyer was going. “Why look for you when it would be so easy to kidnap me or Sawyer in order to draw you out?”
Sawyer winked her way. “Way easier. So in this very reasonable and likely scenario, they would dial you up and offer a trade. You for us. Except you’re off the grid and in hiding, so you can’t take the call. I wonder how long he keeps us alive in that case. Hopefully long enough for you to see the story on the news. But more likely you won’t know until one day you come back because you won’t be able to stop yourself. You’ll come back because you were happy here. You’ll stand in the shadows, hoping to get a glimpse of her, and maybe she’ll be with me, holding hands as we take our five kids out to dinner.”
“Five?” Sabrina was intimidated at the thought. Five? Five was a big number.
Sawyer’s smirk told her everything she needed to know. “I’ll try to hold it to five. My line is good at baby making, as you’re about to discover. But back to my point, you won’t find us because we’ll have been dead all this time. Because you weren’t around to save us.”
They needed to talk about the baby-making stuff, but she had to be impressed with Sawyer’s logic. “When your brother realizes it didn’t work, he’ll have to get rid of the evidence. Also, there’s no way he goes after Sawyer first when I’m a far easier target and he knows you care about me. It doesn’t matter if he thinks we’re sleeping together or if I’m a platonic friend. It wouldn’t matter if you broke up with me on live television and he saw it. He would know you would protect me. No matter what.”
“Then I’ll kill Wayne before he can do it,” Wyatt vowed. “I’m not going to run away, Sawyer. I’m going to stalk my brother. I’m going to figure out what he knows, what he’s doing, and then I’ll take him out and anyone who stands in my way.”
The thought made Sabrina sick. “You’ll get killed is what you’ll do.”
Sawyer had gone grim. “Even if you manage to kill Wayne, the Horde won’t stop until they’ve avenged him. We both knew this could happen. We knew the minute you left he could walk back in at any time. He got what he wanted. He got the accounts. There’s zero reason for him to fuck with you now. Unless there’s something you’re not telling us.”
Wyatt stilled, and Sabrina knew Sawyer was right.
There was something neither of them knew. What else had Wyatt been put through? What horrors had he been forced to endure?
“The scars weren’t the only payment, were they, Wyatt?” Sawyer asked, the question curling around the room, threatening them all. “Your brother needed more. He needed to make sure you kept your mouth shut.”
“Yes. There was more than getting rid of the tat.” Wyatt’s expression had gone a careful blank.
“What did he make you do?” Sawyer leaned against the wall, waiting for the answer. “He would need leverage on you, and I doubt he would think the money laundering would be enough.”
Wyatt stood there, unblinking and absolutely not answering the question.
A million horrible scenarios played through her mind. “You’re saying they would have made him do something criminal?”
Sawyer nodded. “I should have thought about it, but Wyatt never said a word. So that makes me think it’s bad. How did you fake it, brother?”
“I didn’t,” Wyatt said, looking around as though making sure they were alone. “I didn’t fake anything. I did it.” He turned Sabrina’s way. “I killed a man, Sabrina. I killed a man who might have been able to testify against my brother. He said he wouldn’t, but my brother doesn’t like loose ends. I should have let him kill me so I never took another man’s life. That’s who you’re willing to risk everything for.”
Did he think this would work? Wyatt was perfectly capable of killing a man. She’d seen him fight, and it could absolutely happen when he was in that state. He could kill a man who threatened the people Wyatt loved. Without hesitation.
But in no world she could imagine did he ruthlessly plan and murder a man who’d done him no harm to simply free himself from the Horde. She knew Wyatt, and he wasn’t capable of it. Again, Sawyer was right. Also, when had he gotten so damn chatty? “And I will continue to do so.”
“Damn it, Sabrina.” Wyatt got into her space, looming over her. “I confessed to murdering a man.”
“And I do not believe you.” He was trying so hard to intimidate her, but it didn’t work. He was kind of hot when he played the hardened criminal. She put her hands on his shoulders, wishing he would stop fighting and let her take care of him. “You found a way. You tricked them. You would not kill a man to get yourself out of a bad situation. You only did it because it got you both out.”
His head fell against hers, their foreheads touching as his hands cupped the sides of her face. “You can’t ever say that, baby. You can’t say it. Not even when we’re alone.”
She was right. She knew she was, and he was beyond scared. He was protecting more than his own heart. “Just because we don’t say it, doesn’t mean we can’t help you carry the load.”
His head shook against hers, but he didn’t move away. “I’ll get you killed.”
“No,” Sabrina countered. “If someone kills me, it’s their fault. It would be your brother’s fault. It’s not your fault, Wyatt. You didn’t deserve any of this. You did everything you could to survive and get out. You don’t have a curse. You have a terrible brother who makes bad choices and who does not get to manipulate your life anymore.”
“You were brave when you left, Wyatt.” Sawyer stood beside them, a hand on each of them. “Be brave again. I got a whole lecture on what’s going to happen if you leave, and it was bad. Sabrina’s going to cry and then Rachel Harper will set her assassin six-year-old on you and apparently Poppy, the toddler, will help because she’s some kind of spy. Aliens will rain down on Earth. I’m not sure if it’s your fault or bad timing, but Mel’s pretty certain. The point is, they would rather face down a pack of murderous bikers than have Sabrina Leal even think about needing a fresh start somewhere other than in her classroom. The people of Bliss have had a taste of what it means to be able to put a kid in school for eight hours, and they are not going back.”
“I liked it better when you didn’t fucking talk so much,” Wyatt muttered. He brought his head up, and the worry was still in his eyes, but he hadn’t moved away. He looked over at Sawyer. “You think this town can handle the Horde if they decide to punish me by taking it apart?”
“Somehow I think the Horde is going to find out how mean this town can be when their citizens are threatened,” Sawyer replied. “These are smart men and women we’re talking about, and a whole bunch of them have been in tight spots before and fought their way out. Trust them. Trust in us, man, because I don’t think I can do this without you. I just figured out what you bring to the table. You can watch all her home and garden shows, and I don’t have to. I can be in a relationship and also be alone because you’re always here. This can work.”
He was so romantic. “Ignore him. He needs you as much as I do. We need each other. I think we might even love each other.”
“I’m never going to say those words often. Probably,” Sawyer amended. “But I will say I didn’t think I would ever want to do this. The whole relationship thing. But I do, and it won’t work without you. Teach and I would butt heads too much, but you handle us both. I don’t miss my brothers so much when you’re around.”
It was as close as Sawyer would ever get to telling Wyatt he loved him. Because he did.
“I don’t know what to do,” Wyatt whispered, looking into Sabrina’s eyes. “I can’t lose you. I would rather die than lose you.”
“You can lose me at any moment. We don’t know how much time we have, but if you walk away, then we won’t get any time at all. Wyatt, I would rather die trying to keep my family together than live without it.”
Something seemed to break inside him. He leaned over and pressed his lips to hers, devouring her like a starving man. Sabrina could feel the emotion cracking off Wyatt. Fear. Rage. Anxiety. Love. So much love. All those emotions were forming a hurricane inside him, and she had to show him she was safe harbor.
She let her hands find the silk of his hair, pulling him close. “I love you. I don’t ever want to leave you, but if it happens, know how much I loved you.”
He picked her up and started to carry her away. To the bedroom. Where she would show him why they belonged together.
* * * *
She loved him. She fucking loved him, and in the end it was all that mattered.
Wyatt was trying to protect her, but if he walked away, he was marginalizing her because he knew damn straight if she was in trouble, he would never allow her to go because she worried he might get hurt. He would stand by her no matter what. He would step in front of her to take whatever was coming her way. He wasn’t going to allow her to take pain for him, but he got it now.
Love meant risk. Freedom was risk. Life was fucking risk, and the only thing a person could hope for was to have the absolute best humans he could find to risk everything for.
Sabrina and Sawyer were his family. His real family. Blood was an act of coincidence, a roll of the dice that could only be forged into true bonds with love and patience and service to one another. He hadn’t found love from his blood relatives, but he’d found it in abundance here.
Damn, but Bliss was his family, too.
He carried her through the kitchen and the living room, moving toward the bedroom. If he could get to the bedroom. Bella was wagging her tail and seemingly trying to get between his legs. Probably because if he was incapacitated, she could love him as much as she wanted. “Sweet girl, I’m going to need some time with your new momma.”
“Bella,” Sawyer intoned. “Stop trying to murder Wyatt via tripping. Come on. I’ll get you a snack and you can have some crate time.”
This was what Sawyer had talked about, though he’d used all the wrong words. He’d talked about getting free time since Wyatt was around, but it was more than not having to watch a show he didn’t want to watch. It was about having someone else he could count on. Someone who would always stand up for their family. Someone who wouldn’t let him down.
“You know why he told you he loved you in the middle of a deeply emotional moment.” It also came with a bastard who knew him far too well and didn’t mind ratting his best friend out to their one-day wife. At least that’s how it was going to be for Sawyer.
Sabrina’s lips curved up, her arms tightening around him as he moved into the bedroom. “Because now he doesn’t have to talk about his feelings. He knew we would have to settle this thing between us before we could do anything else, and he also knew we would end up in bed, so he thinks he’s said it and now it’s settled and he’ll never have to say it again.”
“I’ll fix it,” he promised. If she was staying, he wouldn’t let anything hurt her. Even Sawyer.
She shook her head. “I have what I need. It’s hard for him. He’s already opened up so much. Give him time. Before you know it, he’ll be the most romantic man in Bliss.”
“I will not.” Sawyer entered, pulling his shirt over his head. “I will be surly and need alone time and I won’t talk much, but that’s why Wyatt’s around. He’ll chit chat about whatever book the two of you are reading and I’ll…” He seemed to think for a moment. “I’ll teach you how to build a table if you want. Or we’ll start easy. I get the feeling we’re going to need some bookshelves.”
He was inviting her into his private life the only way he knew how. It was enough.
“I definitely want some bookshelves,” she replied, her eyes soft as he set her on the bed. “Sawyer, I don’t need you to say the words.”
Sawyer’s lips quirked up. “I love you, Sabrina. Now I’ve said it twice, and he hasn’t said it at all. I think I deserve the before double penetration blow job I’ve been assured someone gets during the final consummation of a threesome. There’s a rule book around here somewhere.”
Sabrina snorted. It was an inelegant sound Wyatt still found adorable.
And Sawyer was right about one thing. “I do love you. I love you so fucking much.”
Sabrina sobered, standing and putting her hands on either side of his face. “Be sure. You’ve only started to explore the world, Wyatt. There’s a lot more of it.”
“Not for him there isn’t.” Sawyer closed the door behind him, shutting them inside. “Don’t try to wiggle out of this, Teach. He loves you. He’s never leaving Bliss unless you need to leave for some reason. Hell, he was never actually going to leave this cabin. He’s like a tick. He’s dug in.”
“Well, it sounded like he was leaving about five minutes ago,” she complained.
“I was going to kill my brother and make sure you were safe. However, I’ve recently had the stupidity of my plan pointed out to me. So I have to rethink.” He tightened his hands on her hips, not allowing her to pull away. “I’m not leaving, but we need a plan to protect you. And the town.”
“The men are already working on it.” Sawyer moved in behind her, brushing her hair to the side and setting his lips on the curve of her neck.
“I think we need to deal with the Creede boys.” Wyatt hadn’t liked how Marshall had handled him today. Like they were still rivals and he had a real chance with Sabrina if he could only convince her she’d made a poor choice. “I think they’re still interested in her, and they want to fight it out.”
“There’s no fight.” Sabrina’s head shook. “I have my men. I’m not about to sit around and wait to see who wins my hand. I’ll talk to them if I need to.”
“Or I can talk to Nate since apparently we’re friends now,” Sawyer said with a long sigh. He leaned over and nipped her earlobe, a move that made her eyes close in obvious pleasure.
She liked a little bite every now and then. His body started to heat as lust caught up to emotion. “Good. I think it’s great we can talk to Nate, but when we’re done here, I’m going to tell you the whole story. I’m going to lay it all out to you and maybe we can decide how to handle it.”
Neither of them believed he’d killed for his brother. They had zero reason to believe he hadn’t done exactly what he’d said he’d done. Except they knew him. Really knew him. Like no one else on this planet ever had.
This love was worth risking everything over.
He used the hold on her hips to pull her close, rubbing his cock against her so she knew how much he wanted her. And because he wanted to. He wanted to be near her always. Sawyer was right, too. He’d never actually planned on finding his own place. He’d known he was home the night he found his way here.
“I’m glad,” she said, her eyes promising him a future. “We’ll find our way through this.”
“We will,” Sawyer promised. “But I was serious about the blow job. I’m addicted now.”
Sabrina leaned back against Sawyer’s chest, a magnificent smile on her face. “I think you like knowing I can’t talk for a while.”
Sawyer’s hand came around her neck, cradling her head to him. “I love the way you talk. I love listening to you. Sometimes yours is the only voice that grounds me, and I was ungrounded for so long I forgot what it felt like to have someone I can trust. And yes, it gets easier to say the word, but it still makes me want to vomit a little.”
“I can say it enough for both of us,” Wyatt vowed. “We love you, Sabrina. And I’m willing to take all the shin kicks I have to in order to prove to your army of children that I’m one of the right men for you.”
Before she could promise she would talk to them, he fused his mouth to hers. It was time to move past talking.
He unbuttoned her blouse, never taking his mouth off hers. He loved kissing her, loved the slow slide of her tongue alongside his, loved how she moved with him. He could kiss her for hours, simply enjoying the intimacy of her smell and taste and the way she whimpered and moaned.
But he wanted more. He needed her aroused as hell because there was no way they weren’t taking her together tonight. Sawyer might be bullshitting about there being a handbook, but even Wyatt knew this had been where they were heading all along.
Sawyer dragged the blouse off her shoulders and expertly handled the bra she wore, tossing it to the side along with the blouse and exposing her gorgeous breasts. Wyatt couldn’t help but palm them, rubbing his thumbs over her nipples.
“You are the right men for me,” Sabrina said, her hands playing in Wyatt’s hair as Sawyer moved behind her, dragging down her skirt. She’d kicked off her shoes the minute they’d hit the cabin so she was left in nothing but a pair of silky undies.
She was the most gorgeous woman in the world, and he’d been offered so many. So many women had come through the clubhouse, looking for something he couldn’t give them, offering something he didn’t want. He wanted peace. He wanted a woman with a saucy mouth who didn’t follow orders when she didn’t agree with them. He wanted her quiet strength, her boundless love.
He wanted her everything, including the knowledge that if ever her class thought he wasn’t treating her well, they would send an army of six-to-eight-year-olds after him and he would need to be ready.
God, he wanted this life.
When Sawyer moved, dispensing with his jeans, Wyatt pressed Sabrina back against the bed, wrapping his hands around her ankles and flipping her over so her pretty ass was exposed.
“You are not going to need these for a while.” Wyatt tugged the panties off her. “Now turn around and get on your hands and knees. Take Sawyer while I get you ready.”
She flipped herself around, doing what he’d asked, and before he knew it, her round ass was in the air and he couldn’t help himself.
He gave her a smack, satisfied by the way she gasped and wiggled, inviting more. “You need to understand that just because I’m willing to let you take the risk, I will be pissed if you’re not careful. You don’t go anywhere alone until we figure this out.” He gave her a smack to her other cheek this time. “Am I understood?”
“I am more than happy to discuss any and all security protocols you feel we need,” she promised sweetly.
He gave her another spank. Not to prove a point. Simply because she liked it. He spanked her ass until it was slightly pink and she was groaning, her fingers locked in the quilt covering the bed.
“She really does like it,” Sawyer said, his cock in hand. He’d also laid out what they would need on the nightstand. Condoms and lube. No plug tonight. She was getting the real thing. “Maybe we should think about spending some time in Talbot’s dungeon. I’ve heard along with all the sex toys you can imagine, the fucker serves snacks mid-session. Although I bet it’s not like mini corndogs. He probably serves fancy shit.”
Wyatt didn’t care about snacks. He had his snack laid out in front of him, but he did like the idea of exploring play with their gorgeous girl. “I can bring our own snacks, though I bet our baby here would love canapés and mini tarts along with some kinky play. Spread your knees wide. You take Sawyer. You get him ready to fuck your ass.”
Her breath seemed to catch and then she obeyed, her legs making room for him as Sawyer moved into place.
Wyatt watched as Sawyer’s big hand came out to cup Sabrina’s head. “Take me, baby. I need something sweet because I had to talk to people and have emotional revelations, and I’m worried my heart is going to do this three-size growing thing.”
Sabrina snorted. “I think your heart is big enough. Come here. Let me take the terrible sting of emotional honesty away.”
He watched as she licked that big cock of Sawyer’s. His own tightened at the sight of her sucking Sawyer’s cockhead behind her lips. She worked him over, and he could see her tongue whirling around him.
She deserved some, too. He grabbed the condom he would need in a few moments and then shed his clothes, getting where he wanted them to be. Skin and nothing else. They didn’t need clothes between them. He could be exactly who he was meant to be with these two people, and this place was their sanctuary.
He got onto the bed, laying on his back and sliding his head up between those legs because he was going to make it extremely hard for her to keep her mind on Sawyer. “Don’t lose him.”
She needed to understand that she would be taken care of even while she took care of one of them. She was the light in their sky, the center around which they both would orbit.
He gripped her hips and brought her down, rubbing his nose right in her already wet pussy. Yes, this was what he’d needed. He needed this utter intimacy, to know with this one woman nothing was off limits.
“He told you not to lose me,” Sawyer was saying. “Keep your mind focused.”
“That’s hard when he’s eating my pussy,” Sabrina shot back.
Wyatt gave her a long lick, reveling in her taste and the smell of her arousal. She tasted so fucking good. He measured the strokes of his tongue, not wanting this to be over too quickly.
He held the cheeks of her ass, giving them a squeeze as he speared her with his tongue, going deeper, fucking her harder. She was caught between him and Sawyer, and she moaned and writhed, pressing her pussy to his mouth, obviously requesting more. This was how he wanted her. Wild. He needed to be one of the men who could make the perfectly proper and infinitely competent teacher go wild.
He felt the minute she went over the edge, and he heard Sawyer curse. Sabrina sat back, riding Wyatt’s tongue.
“That was close,” Sawyer said. “Her mouth is heaven, but I don’t want to come in her mouth tonight.”
Nope. Any orgasms were going to be had deep inside her. But it didn’t mean she didn’t get one. He felt the gush of her orgasm coat his tongue and he knew he was close, too. Just from giving her an orgasm. Sabrina stayed in place, her breath rasping from her body.
Oh, she wasn’t done. Wyatt quickly sheathed his cock in the condom he’d left beside them and then tugged Sabrina down his body. “Come on, baby. You still have work to do.”
She kissed him, shamelessly and totally. She would be able to taste herself on his tongue. If she’d finished Sawyer off, he would taste his partner. It didn’t scare him at all. It didn’t spark anything but heat.
She broke off the kiss and sat up, staring down at him. “I love you.”
He loved her so much. “You, too, babe. Now sit on my cock because the big guy is getting impatient.”
“The big guy is fucking dying,” Sawyer complained. “I can’t wait.”
Neither could Wyatt. He pressed his pelvis up, his cock finding her pussy like it was a heat-seeking missile.
He vowed he would hold out because this was the first night of the rest of their lives.