My legs are shaking, but I do as he says, using my elbows to keep my balance. I’m rewarded with a hard thrust, my breath escaping in harsh gasps as Jax ups his pace, his hands sinking into my hips so tightly that I just know I’ll see the evidence on my skin tomorrow.
The meeting of our skin echoes out into the room, and I groan into the mattress, my fingers gripping the material. Turning my head to the side, my eyes widen when I see Gray on his knees, Logan gripping his hair as he thrusts into his mouth.
The sight of them together, Logan switching between watching me and watching Gray, is enough to tip me over the edge. Jax follows me with a bellow, his teeth clamping down onto my shoulder and sending juddering spikes of lightning through me. His knot is even bigger than Tristan’s, and a broken plea issues from my mouth as it pushes inside me.
I collapse into the bed, my face buried in the sheets as he follows me down, rolling us at the last second so I curl into him. I suck in deep breaths, our skin slicked in sweat as Jax presses gentle kisses to my hair, his hands stroking down my skin. Petting me.
I kind of love it.
I have the perfect view as Logan arches with a groan, the tendons in his throat standing out as Gray swallows down his release, his hands gripping his ass.
God, to be in the middle of that sandwich. It might have to wait until tomorrow, though. My limbs feel loose and lazy, and I’m not sure I can actually move right now.
I blink at Tristan sleepily when he appears, a damp towel in his hand. His hand dips down, and I suck in a breath as I feel the rasp of the cloth over my slit, cleaning me up even as I’m still locked onto Jax.
Tristan kisses my forehead. “Sleep, bonded.”
I stir. “But Logan and Gray—,”
Strong fingers curl around mine. “We have forever, Sienna,” Logan whispers. “Sleep now.”
But I’m already out.
50
TRISTAN
I’m overseeing the installation of our new security system the next morning, watching from the steps when a hand slips into mine, squeezing.
“Good morning. I brought coffee. And a muffin.”
“You are an angel sent from heaven,” I tease Sienna, and she blushes. We ate like kings this morning, thanks to our Soul Bonded waking up with an abundance of energy and turning into a whirlwind in the kitchen.
Sienna leans against me as I take a sip of my coffee, and I tuck her under my arm. “I’ve been thinking,” she says carefully.
I take another sip before I answer. I’m starting to pick up on her tells, the hitches in her breath, the expressions on her face. And this particular tone tells me that I’m definitely not going to like whatever my Soul Bonded suggests.
“Tell me, Bonded.”
She fidgets as I give her my full attention. “I want to go and see Alicia,” she says in a rush.
It takes a second for the words to register. “Absolutely not.”
“Tristan.” Sienna chews her lip as she stands toe to toe with me, crossing her arms. “That’s not a decision you can make for me. I can go around you if it comes to that. But I don’twantto. I want you to come with me.”
I frown. “Butwhy? Why would you want to see her, after everything she did?”
Just the thought of Alicia within ten feet of my Soul Bonded makes my blood heat, anger pounding my chest.
Sienna sighs. “It’s because of everything she did that I want to see her. I just… it feels unfinished. She tried to destroy my life, Tristan. And she nearly succeeded. I need to see her, need to close off that part of our lives so we can move on to the next one.”
I cup her cheek. “I don’t want you anywhere near her,” I say honestly. “She’s poison, Bonded. She’ll try and get inside your head, try to turn you against us.”
I trust Sienna to the ends of the earth. But we’ve come so far. Who knows what lies Alicia will throw at her?
“Give me some credit,” she whispers. “I won’t let her, Tristan. Will you come?”
I nod, brusquely. “If you need to go, then I’m taking you. I’ll make the call and get one of the others to take over here.”
