Page 32 of Saving Sarah (Blissful Bets)

“Do you see how you react? Devon, seriously, watch the road.”

She looked toward her tense cowboy and slid back into her seat. The fuzziness still clouded her thoughts, and her body vibrated with need. As they turned into the parking lot of the apartment complex, she sighed in relief.

“So, are you ready? Can you handle it?”

Devon got out of the truck without answering and walked to her apartment.

“Gavin, he doesn’t want to watch me with you, does he?”

“No, but it’s not your fault. I think it’s more the alpha in him. He doesn’t like to share, and he hates the fact that he has to. To him, you’ll always be his. I think knowing what we do and having to watch it are two separate things. Maybe we can convince him together.”

Climbing out of the truck, Sarah held her arms around Gavin’s waist while they made their way inside. Devon exited the hallway as they walked through the front door.

“All’s clear. Sarah, why don’t you go take a shower and relax while I have a talk with, Gavin? Is that all right?”

“Actually, it sounds like a great idea.”

Kissing both of them softly on the lips, she gathered everything she needed. A smiled came to her face. The sexy, black lace lingerie would do the trick. At least, she hoped it would.

She turned the water on, giving it a few minutes to warm up before she got in. The moment the warmth pounded against her skin, she let her mind drift to thoughts about Devon. Would he stop them before anything even started, or could she get him to submit to her charms? If he didn’t, he’d probably be pissed, but it was something she knew she couldn’t prolong.

Quickly washing her body, Sarah got out and began dressing in the sexy lingerie. The black lace slip dress was nearly see-through. She really hoped she could convince Devon to join her and Gavin. The thought of having both of them close left her heart racing.

Pausing with her hand on the knob, she took a deep breath. She could do this. The mark needed to be in place so they’d all stop going crazy, and Tom would hopefully leave her alone. Plus, she wanted to do this.

Sarah flung open the door and walked into the living room. The men’s eyes stared at her in awe. Devon’s mouth parted while he took in her body. Gavin bit his lip.

“I thought I’d make this easier on all of us. Things might be a little rushed, but it is something we should just get out of the way. I originally planned to keep you two together until you got along, but it seems like that plan went south pretty fast. If you both will follow me, I’ll try to make everything as easy on all of us as possible.”

Sarah looked toward Gavin and prayed this would work. “Devon.” She stood, holding out her hand to him. He didn’t come. With a pained, conflicted expression, he just continued to stare, taking in her body.

Just when fear and disappointment began to leap into her chest from the endless seconds, he walked forward. With his large frame towering over her, she looked into his face. “I want you to focus on me the whole time. This will be hard, and I’m sorry for that, but please try not to stop.”

Devon ran his fingers through his hair. “I’ll try. Gavin.” He turned around and looked into Gavin’s face. “If for some reason I…can’t…”

“You will. Devon, you have to. Think of Sarah. She needs to be protected. Who better to keep her safe than you? I’m strong as hell, but you’re stronger. We’re all in this together. Don’t forget that. It’s not about you anymore. It’s about all of us. When you start looking at us as your own personal pack, things will get easier for you.”

“Let’s go.” Sarah grabbed Devon by the hand and led him to the bedroom. Blood pumped furiously through her veins while she approached the bed. Not knowing what to expect made things worse. They said it wouldn’t hurt, but how did they know? Neither one could speak from experience.

Trembling made the steps Sarah took toward almost impossible. Her confidence plummeted as she stared at her comforter. Could she really do this? Although she felt connected to them now, this was permanent, almost like a marriage, except there was no divorcing a mark.

“Sarah, Sarah, look at me. Calm down. It’ll be okay.”

She looked into Gavin’s face. He stood before her, Devon directly behind. The nearness of both of their bodies wiped everything away. “I’m okay, just pre-wedding jitters, no big deal. This is, of course, more eternal, so to speak. People get divorced every day, but there is no signing your rights over from this.”

Before she could feel any more panic, she crushed her lips against his, cutting off whatever he meant to say. The pressure from his hands wrapped around her waist, pulling her closely into Gavin’s body, and she was surprised when he suddenly passed her to Devon.

Locking her arms around his neck, she stared into the depths of his eyes. “Remember what you told me while we were in front of the mirror?”

“Of course.” Devon nuzzled her nose, a small smile appearing across his lips. “I’ll never forget a single second we share together. And I sure as hell haven’t forgotten the words I spoke last night.”

“Will you tell me how much you love me again, tonight?”

“Of course.”

The sound of the comforter being pulled down behind them drew her attention. She quickly turned back to Devon and placed her lips against his. He was always so passionate, and this time wasn’t any different. In slow strokes, he ran his tongue against hers, sparking cravings in her body she could hardly control. All uneasiness left until peace and the rightness of the situation settled in her heart.

“Gavin, get on the other side. I’ll put Sarah between us.”

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