Page 57 of Wolf Sacrificed

I missed him. The three of us needed each other to feel complete. He was the missing piece to our puzzle. Together, we could do so many great things.

Lincoln rolled to his side. “I want him here with us, too.”

Tears pricked my eyes. “Then why doesn’t he join us?”

That was the million-dollar question.

Lincoln kissed my forehead. “Sawyer has always been the protector at the cost of himself. I don’t think he knows how to put himself first.”

I tucked my bottom lip between my teeth. “I’m worried it’s going to get him killed.”

Lincoln tucked a lock of hair behind my ear. “Sawyer knows what he’s doing. If he says he has things under control, I believe him.”

I blinked up at him. “I’m worried about him. Everyone thinks they have things under control until they don’t. By then, it’s too late.”

He closed his eyes and sighed. “We have to trust that he knows what he’s doing.”

I pushed up to my side too, only a few inches separating us. “Sawyer isn’t the one I have trust issues with. It’s your father. One wrong move, and Sawyer might not even see it coming. Promise me you’ll help me convince him to stay.”

The resolve on his face began to fade, and finally, he nodded. “Okay. You’re right. He needs to stay this time. We won’t let him get away, even if we have to knock him over the head and drag him back here ourselves.”

I laughed and shoved him playfully. “You’re assuming we could get the upper hand on him?”

Lincoln chuckled. “I can be as stealthy as he can.”

I lifted my brow in question. “Oh, really?” I said teasingly.

He surged forward and caught my lips in an intense kiss, leaving me breathless.

When he pulled back, he asked, “Did you see that coming?”

I giggled, only to have him cut me off again with another searing kiss.

“Or that?”

I yanked him back to me and pulled him so he lay on top of me. He ran his fingers through my hair as he shifted his weight so his length pressed right where I needed him to be. I whimpered at the contact and lifted my hips, needing to get some friction.

Too many clothes separated us. I needed to remedy that, and fast. I tugged at his shirt until he lifted enough so I could pull it up and over his head. Then I ran my hands up and down his chiseled chest, loving the way it felt beneath my fingers.

He grinned at me and then winked. “Like what you see, sweetheart?”

I heaved in a deep breath as I stared up at him. He was mesmerizing, absolutely fantastic in every way.

I tugged on his arm, yanking him back down to me. His lips collided with mine in a searing kiss.

His fingers slipped up my oversized shirt and cupped my breast. He tweaked the nipple between his thumb and forefinger, pinching lightly. I moaned, bucking against him. I needed more.

“Lincoln, please!” I sounded desperate. Maybe because I was.

He kissed the side of my mouth and then down to my jaw, working his way to my ear. “Shhh. I’m going to make you feel real good, sweetheart.”

I clenched my thighs around him as heat enveloped me. It was sinful that someone’s voice could sound that damn sexy.

Thankfully, he didn’t make me wait long. His hands went to the hem of my shirt and rolled it up and over my head. I had never put a bra back on, and Lincoln took advantage, diving for my left breast. He sucked the tight bud between his teeth and nibbled gently.

I rocked against him, spreading my legs wider, bringing him closer to where I needed him. Lincoln worked his way down my body, placing open-mouthed kisses as he went. He found the edge of my pants and tore them down my legs, dragging my panties down with them. Then he buried his face between my thighs.

I threaded my fingers through his hair as he kissed my core. When he ran his tongue across my slit, I had to clamp my mouth shut to keep from screaming so loud the whole house would hear.

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