Her head turned, just slightly, and our eyes met.
Bam.
There it was.
That spark. Thatrecognition.
The walls she’d built since the first day we met, the cautious smiles, the guarded scent, the way she’d pull back every time one of us got too close, was gone. Melted away under heat and want and the absolute trust of knowing she was ours.
Shebeamed. Not shy, not hesitant. Radiant. Like she’d been waiting for us to get here.
Holy shit, the pulse of her scent hit me square in the chest. Mine. Ours. I stepped forward, peeling off the last of my soaked shirt, boots thudding on the floor. Roan was right behind me, his gaze dark and focused, every line of him set with intention.
Wren moaned, low, throaty, and something primal in me answered.
Yeah, the sheriff had saidfinish bonding her right quick.
For once, I wasn’t about to argue with authority.
Because right then, standing in that haze of heat and steam and her, I knew exactly what came next, every instinct in me roaring to life.
She was our home and we were done waiting.
Wren
The last heat had driven me close to madness, my body out of control, and my mind eroding under the weight of biological demand. This time? It was just as damn intense. Jay’s touch helped to quiet some of the wildness as he stroked my skin while he stripped me. Once under the shower, he’d used his fingers to massage an orgasm out of my quivering body before he thrust into me.
The near punishing force of his strokes as hemovedwithin me had robbed me of breath. No, there was no knot, or eventhe anticipation of one. But it was Jay and he was mine, and my body seemed to understand what my soul needed. No sooner had he filled me once, than he thickened again. His harsh breaths against my throat were music. He cupped and massaged my breasts, until I began to clench around him again and then he let out a pleased little hum and began to move again.
There was no relenting from his possession. Just on the cusp of another orgasm, I opened my eyes to find Rhett and Roan there. A purr vibrated deep within, a sultry release of sound that echoedmine.
And they were mine. All three of them. They’d come for me and we were here. All of us. Jay bit me as he came this time and I flipped over the edge with him. The hot jet of his release pulsed inside of me and warmed me. His scent would be there, mingling with ours even as he marked my throat.
I would wear their marks, their scent, and I would be claimed in every way. Still trembling, I wasn’t quite ready for Jay to let me go, but Roan and Rhett were right there, steadying me. The scent of them filled the steamy air and a wave of want crashed through me.
Even as Roan tilted my head back to take possession of my lips in a kiss that branded my soul, Rhett’s hands were everywhere else, teasing, stroking, and making me alternate between shivering and moaning. My slick and Jay’s release slid down my thighs, but Rhett caught both on his fingers and pressed them back inside of me even as he began to massage my clit.
They moved me and maneuvered me, Roan sliding in behind me even as Rhett lifted me. There was no patience in them and even less in me. I dug my nails into Rhett’s shoulders as he pushed into me without any warning or preparation. He fucked me right through the wet of Jay’s cum. Roan was pushing into my ass, all slicked up. The pressure was unbearable and perfect.Where I might have expected pain before, my body seemed to understand exactly what we needed even as they filled me with such demand that I tried to start moving.
A slap against my thigh, the sting rocketing through me.
“Patience.” Roan’s order snapped through me, the command made me whimper but Rhett kissed me and robbed me of the sound.
“Shh,” Jay said, soothing as he massaged me. His calming touches were full of so much care, easing that ever tightening coil within me. His encouragement what I needed. I wanted so much. Needed so much and for all their patience, I wanted them to justmoveand take me now. Claim me.
“We have you,” Roan said, his voice low, rough and vibrating. My heartbeat was a wild drum inside of me. “You’re ours.”
That declaration was enough to almost make me come right then and there. Rhett nipped my lower lip, once, twice, and then kissed me again on the third. He was almost brutally soft, nipping and licking alternately as he and Roan stroked me everywhere. I forgot whose hands were where as their cocks filled me.
“Always making it a challenge,” Rhett moaned into the kiss, his smirk audible.
“We wouldn’t have you any other way,” Roan added, the absolute devotion stealing my breath and then there were no more words. They were thrusting, alternating in a push pull that stretched me in the most carnal ways and they took turns kissing me, even Jay slipping in there as he teasing my clit and pinched a nipple in between deep tongue tangling kisses.
I arched intothem, the hot pulse of their need mingling with mine. My chest pressed to Rhett’s, my back against Roan’s, Jay’s hands easing me into a rhythm I couldn’t find alone. I was theirs. Every tremble, every gasp, every slick whimper spilling from me belonged to them.
Roan leaned in closer, his teeth a promise against my throat. “This… this is what you want, right? Say it, Wren.”
“I do,” I breathed, voice trembling, voice strong. “I want this. I want… all of you.”
