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“Yes, sir!”
“Do you want to come again?” Eric asks, looking up at me.
But I never take my eyes off Chase’s, drowning in those smoldering sapphire pools and fully okay with abandoning myself completely in the moment. “Yes, sir.”
“Good girl,” Chase says.
He gets to watch me unravel for the third time, as Eric sucks my clit and slides two fingers inside, joining his brother Wyatt for the big prize. They’re preparing me for something else, stretching my pussy to its limit, until I scream and fall apart, splintered into mere atoms as the third orgasm ravages my very spirit.
“Fuck!” Wyatt snarls as he shoots his load deep within me.
I feel him come, too, just like I felt Chase and Eric before him. I feel everything and I have no regrets. If anything, I only have a new and insatiable hunger for more from all three of them.
My liquid heat trickles down Wyatt’s strong thighs, glistening in the fuzzy blonde hairs of his sculpted quads. My pussy is as tender as it’s ever been, raw and sated in every possible sense. My breasts are deliciously sore as Chase kisses my lips for the final wonderful conclusion.
I can’t leave them.
Not now. Not when we’ve just started this incredible thing. I’ll figure out a way to deal with it.
“You really were made for us,” Eric sighs deeply.
“And you were made for me,” I reply, my voice quivering with emotion.
I don’t know where this will end. It can’t be anywhere good. There’s too much at stake. But I need more time with them. A few more nights. Maybe a lifetime’s worth.
12
Wyatt
That was one helluva gamble.
But it paid off in more ways than one. In ways I couldn’t even imagine until I held Halle in my arms, until I felt her unraveling and transforming into a whole new being. Because that’s what ignited between us. A transcending, life-changing experience where each of us emerged as better, highly evolved versions of ourselves. It may sound poetic but I haven’t found a better way to explain how I feel.
Every breath that I take has me thankful that we took that chance with Halle. She submitted and welcomed us with everything we had to give. She took all of us and made it hers. It’s an alarming thought to have, but it is quickly becoming an undeniable truth for all three of us.
We’re hooked.
Addicted.
Irreversibly infatuated by this woman.
I intend to move heaven and earth for her and her kids.
To that end, we need to figure out how we’re going to get her to stay and whether she was the intended target of that diner fire. I’m counting on Eric to focus on the former over the next couple of weeks while Chase and I take over the arson investigation. It’s a sensible distribution of resources, given these new circumstances.
Eric takes Halle out on dates, wining and dining her. He’s even been picking the kids up from daycare when needed.
We’ve been handling the diner fire investigation—talking to witnesses and neighbors, analyzing every single aspect of the case in a tight partnership with Charlie Drucker.
The Dallas FD’s Arson Squad isn’t usually as open with its cases, but given our military history with Charlie, we were able to gain our consultant badges for this particular endeavor. I won’t rest until Halle feels safe for the rest of her life. The woman and her children have been through enough.
Chase and I make our way through the second floor of the police station, already familiar with the seemingly chaotic layout of the bullpen. Memories of our lovemaking with Halle linger in the back of my head as we head for Charlie’s desk in the eastern corner. It’s situated by one of the large windows and the sun pours through.
“Mom seemed annoyed the other day,” Chase says as we approach.
“When?”
“Friday night at the family dinner,” he replies. “Remember? When she kept asking if we’d had deeper conversations with Halle about her past.”
