Burned (Devil's Blaze MC, #2)(99)

We work together in some kind of three part dance that fits together perfectly because in no time, I’m coming. I come harder than I ever have before. I can feel my release rushing over Sabre’s cock deep inside of me. I stumble in the way I’m working Latch’s cock and he takes over. He puts both hands on my head and force feeds me his cock. There’s nothing sweet and loving about it. It’s hot, nasty, and so f*cking good I barely finish coming before I shoot off again like a rocket. This one is more intense, and I lose track of everything except wave after wave of pleasure that pounds me. I feel Sabre’s cum jetting inside of me, each stream feeling as if it is a thrust itself. He’s seated so deep inside of me I know I’ll be wickedly sore tomorrow, and I’ll love every minute of it. Latch groans above me and I open my eyes and watch as complete satisfaction comes across his face. I get just a small taste of him before he pulls out of my mouth and finishes coming in his hand. I watch as the creamy pearl liquid runs down his hand and over his cock, and the sight of it along with the way Sabre’s fingers start working my clit send me over into another climax. This one is so huge, so f*cking explosive, it scares me. I try to fight it off, but Sabre’s voice is in my ear, talking me through it, and I let him anchor me and give myself over to the orgasm, welcoming it.

I think I black out for a minute, I’m not quite sure. When I open my eyes, Latch has cleaned up and his pants are zipped. I’m sitting on the floor in Sabre’s arms. Latch moves his fingers along my lips and has a melancholy smile that hurts me just a little.

“You’re a special woman, Peaches,” he says kissing my head gently then leaves the room.

I watch him go with more than a little sadness. Sabre kisses the top of my head and hugs me a little tighter, and I concentrate on him and my love for him.





Chapter 17


Sabre


I never thought I’d be completely owned by a woman. I am. I’m so f*cking gone over this woman, there’s no coming back from it.



I take Annie into our bath to wash off. We have a quick shower; she’s almost boneless from our workout so I bring her to our bed. Our little playtime was hotter than hell, but I am a possessive motherf*cker. There’s no other man getting in Annie’s bed but me. I pull the sheet over us, hold her close, and think there’s nowhere on Earth that I’d rather be.

“Is Latch going to be okay?” she asks and I knew she’d see it. My brother has had it bad for her, almost as long as I have. Latch and I are super close. We’re connected in ways that no one but the two of us knows, or will ever know. Tonight was my gift to him, but I’m a big enough bastard to admit, it was a gift to me, too. I f*cking loved watching Annie be overcome and get so f*cking hot, not just for me—but both of us. I loved watching every minute of her pleasure and Latch’s. It’s bigger than that, though. I liked being the one in complete control of both of their pleasures.

“He’ll be fine, sweetheart. He knows the score. We’ll be playing again, sometime. As long as you liked it?”

She’s quiet for a minute and I’m afraid she’s gone too far. She enjoyed it, but I don’t want it to be something she can’t live with. That’s the reason I gave her a safe word. Anything we do, I need both of us to be in it a hundred percent.

“Annie?”

“I did, but…”

“But?” I ask, knowing fear because I want this again. Not often, but I do want it. I was hoping she’d feel the same.

“It sounds awful, Sabre.”

“Tell me, sweetheart. Never be afraid to tell me anything.”

“I loved it. It was hot and even now I could see wanting it again, but…”

“But, what?”

“It would kill me if you were with another woman. I couldn’t take it. I think it would destroy me. Now that we have done this, I mean you’d be in your rights, but I just couldn’t…Oh, God…”

“Shhh…Sweetheart, don’t get yourself so worked up,” I tell her bringing her head at an angle so she can see me. I use the pads of my thumb to wipe away the tears. “Annie, I love you. You own me, woman. I will never want another woman in my life, but you. Only you.”

“But, what we did here…”

“Happened because all three of us wanted it. You didn’t cheat on me, Annie. We had hot f*cking sex with a close friend. Someone we both care about. There’s nothing wrong in that, there’s no shame in it, and it’s not a sign that we don’t belong to each other.”

“You’re sure?” She asks, searching my face.

“I’m completely sure. We’re it, Annie. You and me woman are a lifetime thing. You know that, right?”

Her tears start again and I can’t keep up to stop them, but she’s smiling, so I figure it’s okay.

“I love you, Sabre. I love you so much.”

“Enough for a lifetime?” I ask.

“Enough for several,” she answers and that’s all the answer I need.

I lean over the side of the bed and reach under to the box I had stored there a few days ago. I’ve been waiting for the right time, and I don’t think there can be a more perfect one than now.

I pull out the white box and she sits up like a little kid excited for Christmas.