Page 13 of Saving Sarah (Blissful Bets)

“Wait.” Sarah brought up her head to look at him. “Oh god, Stephen and Brandon are friends with Ayden. And what about Trevor? I’m assuming he’s one, too.”

“Trevor is. As for Stephen, the name rings a bell, but it’s a pretty common name. If you’re talking about the Brandon I think you’re talking about, then no, he’s not a wolf.”

“Well, the Brandon I know has dark hair, very pale, with the most gorgeous eyes. He’s one of my friend Evelyn’s boyfriends.”

“Vampire, not werewolf. And I’ve heard about that couple. It was a first actually, vampire, werewolf, and human. Remarkable, if I say so myself.”

“Vampire,” Sarah whispered. If she wasn’t shocked before, she sure the hell was now. “If you tell me there are such things as mermaids, I think I’ll go into a shock induced coma. Vampire.”

Gavin laughed, pulling her into his lap on the couch. “Not that I’m aware of, but I wouldn’t be surprised.”

“Don’t say that. Just hold me.”

The warmth felt so inviting Sarah snuggled into his chest. He smelled of the ocean and spring, all wrapped into one. Something about him calmed her and promised she’d never hurt again. She wanted more than anything to believe that, but the fresh pain from tonight told her otherwise.

“Gavin,” she looked up, “the way I feel with you, is it because of what you are? Because I promise, this is totally out of character for me. I don’t do relationships. At all.”

He smiled and kissed her forehead. “Yes, but only true mates are supposed to feel like this. It was nearly impossible for me to leave earlier. I didn’t even make it back to the motel before I had to turn around and come back. And the bad thing is I haven’t even marked you yet.”

“Is it possible for two people to be drawn to one individual?” She tried to think of a different way to word it. “Can two males mark a mate?”

“I’m sure it’s possible, but rarely heard of. Why?”

“Just wondering, that’s all.”

Gavin’s lips found hers, and she kissed him hungrily. The couch pressed against her back the moment he lowered her down, covering her with his weight. She moaned at the hardness that pressed against her pussy.

Desperate to feel more of him, Sarah pulled off his shirt, running her hands down the smooth expanse of his chest. Breathing heavily, Gavin broke their kiss just as it started heating back up.

“This isn’t why I came back. You know that, right?”

“Yes, but I’m glad you did. I didn’t want to be alone.”

“Sarah, do you think maybe I shouldn’t have come back? I don’t want you to feel like I’m rushing an already rushed situation, but we have so much we need to discuss.”

“Don’t leave, please. You’re right. We do need to talk, but not right now. Touch me, Gavin. You feel so good.”

His lips crushed hers again as buttons flew from her flannel shirt. The cool air brushed against her skin, making her shiver. The immediate warmth of his hand on the outside of her lace bra penetrated heat to her core. Her nipples pushed against the lace, almost painfully.

“Fuck me, Gavin.” She whispered the words into his ear, feeling his groan vibrate all the way to her clit.

Sarah was lifted so abruptly she didn’t realize she was even off the couch until they entered her room. She reached down, unbuttoning his pants just as they came to the bed. In one swift motion, he pulled her pants off. The sound of the ripped jean material turned her on more than she thought possible. The amount of strength he was capable of amazed her.

“God, your scent is so strong. I love the way you smell.”

Gavin kicked off his pants, pressing his completely nude body against hers. The need to take off her undergarments and feel his skin completely on hers drove her crazy. Like a slap in the face, Devon’s face appeared behind her closed lids. Angrily, she blocked it and tried to focus on Gavin.

He lifted, looking at her. “What was that? I felt… pushed. Did you want me to stop?”

Startled at how clearly he could feel her emotions, she shook her head. “No, don’t stop. It was nothing.” She quickly used the opportunity to take off her bra. He smiled and slowly pulled down her panties.

“Geez, this is tough.”

“What is?” Sarah asked, reaching for him.

“This pull we have. I know it’ll get better after you’re marked, but I’ve never experienced anything like this. It’s like I can’t get enough of the way you smell, feel, taste...” He closed his eyes, inhaling deeply. When his eyes opened, Sarah noticed the color once again turned darker.

“Is the mark painful?”

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