Page 66 of Sawyer

Suspicion runs through my veins. Stefani said they had a house mage, and all the gammas staring out at me have a hazy look to their eyes, as though they are seeing us but they can’t comprehend it. Their hands roam over the alphas at their sides.

I want to save them, but I damn well know they are here of their own volition. I just hope whatever price they are paying is worth it.

Rumor leads me down the hall to an emergency exit that we burst out of. The slap of cold against my skin makes me whimper, like ice rolling down my exposed skin to leave a burning trail of frost.

The clash of heat and cold makes my head feel dizzy, and I stumble into Rumor again.

“Almost there, baby girl. Stay with me.” His voice is even and calm, and I latch onto that anchor as he leads us out of danger and down to the curb, where Bryn sits in an idling vehicle.

The creak of the door pierces through my haze, and Sin lifts me up and settles me in the back. I crawl across the seats and rest my forehead against the cold window as my body heats again.

Tomorrow morning, I’ll have a thousand questions, but right now, I only have one focus and one focus only—ease the burn.

I rip off my shoes, letting them fall to the floor, and then I lean back on my heels on the narrow bench seat.

“Sawyer?” Bryn calls from the driver’s seat. “Hold on.”

His voice falls away as the SUV rumbles down the alley, and the sky opens up overhead. Fat droplets of rain pelt the windows, hiding me from anyone who may pass us.

Maybe the fates are looking out for me after all.

I take my shirt off and spin around, finding Sin sitting beside me, his eyes blazing as they latch onto my nipples. Lace rubs the sensitive flesh, drawing a whine from me.

“I need you.” The admission costs me. If this is what an omega feels, then I never would have survived as one, because needing someone for any reason makes me feel like I’m not as strong as I need to be.

“Come here.” Sin doesn’t give me a moment to think. He grips the back of my head and drags me in for a kiss that shatters any misgivings I had.

All I need to do in this moment is feel.

I lose myself to his touch and his lips. A haze settles back over me, the clutches of the elixir digging claws into my flesh once again.

I’m safe now, here in this car with men who swore to protect me, so I can let go.

Renewed desire flares inside me, making my body ache. I can scent myself in the car, the custard deepening with a caramelized layer of sugar on top.

A fervor takes over, provoking impatience that sends my stomach fluttering.

“Baby girl.” Rumor’s voice is deep and honeyed, stealing my attention from Sin.

My lips leave Sin’s and then meet Rumor’s. He catches me before I can fall, and his lips devour me with a hunger, a need, more potent than Sin’s. The sounds that leave my chest will make me wince when I look back on this, but there’s no stopping them right now, no controlling them as they slip free.

My body is worthy of their worship, and my cries of pleasure are worth their touches.

Sin rips my pants off, leaving me in nothing more than cream lingerie.

“Fuck, tell me how she tastes,” Bryn demands from the driver’s seat, his voice tortured from only being able to hear us and not touch.

“Turn around, baby girl.” Rumor lifts me into his lap, spinning me around. My eyes instantly find Bryn’s in the rearview mirror. “Better watch the road, Bryn,” Rumor teases.

This moment is the hottest I’ve ever experienced, save for that moment they ravished me in the woods.

Pressing my body back against Rumor, I roll my hips, begging him to give me what I want.

Sin drags the lace off my nipples, licking a bud with his tongue. “She tastes like dessert. Like the sweetest ambrosia that I can’t get enough of.” He laps at me like a starving man, making my pussy weep all over Rumor’s pants.

I need one of them to fuck me.

“What do you want, baby girl?” Rumor whispers in my ear, holding my hips still. “Say it loud enough for Bryn to hear.”

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