Page 74 of Saviors

Maverick came to my other side, kneeling next to Connor. They surrounded me and, like always, it made me feel comforted. Accepted. “We want you, belladonna. But only if you want us too.”

“How can it be safe if you won’t let me go?”

I knew they wouldn’t hurt me in bed. They’d proved how seriously they took the safe word when they continually asked for it. But what about everything else?

Reid’s pulled me closer to him as if he was afraid I’d run away any moment. “That’s for your protection until we find your brothers.”

“You’re not our captive.” Connor squeezed my knee as if to reassure me.

“What am I?”

It was Maverick who answered. “Our girl.”

Is that what I wanted to be?

Yes.

The decision didn’t even take a second. It was as if I’d always wanted to be theirs.

I wasn’t going to worry about other people’s opinions. I wouldn’t make my healing focused on what I thought it should be. It didn’t need to be painful. I’d had enough of that. Maybe this was what I needed. Pleasure. Happiness.

Them.

It didn’t have to be forever. But right now, they were all I wanted. To feel safe. Desired. Needed.

“Okay.”

“Fuck yes.” The word was hardly past my lips before Mav was grabbing the back of my head and crashing our mouths together. The kiss was brutal. Like a gunshot at the start of a race. A clashing of tongues and teeth.

The second we broke apart, Connor was leaning up to meet my lips. He kissed me as if he knew it wouldn’t be the last time. Slow and soft. Comfortable like we’d known each other for years, not weeks.

Reid was the most restrained, placing kisses along my face. My forehead and cheeks, the tip of my nose, before a quick brush of our lips. It made me feel cherished, but when he pulled back, his expression was businesslike.

“What are your limits?”

My fingers twisted in my lap. I’d never done this before. I’d experienced things with them I never pictured doing and I loved it all. But I wasn’t sure how to talk about it. “I don’t know.”

Maverick’s rough palm landed over mine, stilling my hands and my churning insides. “We’ll list stuff and you tell us yes or no.”

“Sex?” Reid started.

“Of course.”

Maverick quirked a brow. “Anal sex?”

Heat burst between my legs as I held his gaze. My tongue ran over my bottom lip and he watched with rapt attention. My answer was so quiet I didn’t know how they heard it over my beating heart. “Yes.”

“Fuck, I’m hard.” A laugh bubbled out of me at his response. I’d never felt with anyone the way I felt with them. Both turned on and happy. It was like being weightless. Floating in a place where worries and fears didn’t exist.

“Keep your shit together. We’re not done.” Connor chastised him. He gave my knee another squeeze. “What’s a hard no, little bloom?”

“Drugs.”

Like my answer to being theirs, my response was quick. I vividly remembered feeling out of control. Not being able to fight back. The twists and turns in my mind as I tried to figure out what was reality and what was a nightmare.

“That’s fair.”

“No exhibitionism.” My head snapped to Maverick’s in surprise. The dimple on his cheek was standing out as he stared at me like his limit was obvious. “You’re ours. Nobody will ever see you naked again.”

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