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“It would make me so fucking happy, Wilson. Doesn’t my pussy feel good?”
“So good,” I agree.
“Come for me,” she whispers.
She leans down and she presses her lips to mine. I feel her breasts rubbing against my chest and her tongue sweeps over mine quickly, wonderfully, and then I do.
I come.
I come apart for Sabrina.
I come undone and I whisper her name as the orgasm rushes over me in waves.
I’m in trouble, I realize instantly, because I don’t want this moment to end.
Chapter Five
Sabrina
Loving a couple of shifters, even for a night, is probably a terrible idea.
The trouble isn’t that they’re bad men.
The trouble is that they aren’t.
The problem with both Wilson and Reece is that they are totally, completely wonderful, and I’ve had more than a teeny, tiny crush on them for a very long time.
When I came to Fablestone, it was because Donald, the doctor, asked me to. We’re old friends and he called me in as a favor to Wilson. They needed someone to help Reece begin to heal from his trauma. Luckily for them, that’s basically my area of expertise.
Luckily for me, everyone here looks good as hell.
Especially Wilson.
Especially Reece.
Wandering into the bar wasn’t really in my plans. Picking up Reece and his roommate? That also wasn’t something I planned on, but it’s something I fucking loved and something I definitely want to do again. I mean, I might not be 100% sure about most things in my life, but that?
Yeah, I’m totally sure about that.
I’m totally, completely sure that I want to make love to them like that over and over again. I want to lose myself in them. I want to get lost in the moment and just really, totally live. I want that.
I want all of it and more.
Does that make me greedy?
Pretty much.
Do I care?
Not at all.
When we’re finished making love, we all lay on the living room floor for a really long time. We’re silent, resting on the soft carpet, but it’s not uncomfortable at all. I have a feeling that it’s been a long time since any of us had sex. I just kind of get that vibe. I mean, Wilson’s wife died. Reece was captured by some evil corporation and tortured.
And me?
Well, I’m just a mess.
I’ve had my own slew of bad relationships and it’s far past time for me to learn how to heal from my own trauma.
