1816 words RONAN My heart’s going fucking wild in my chest. One more second of having her so close to me, and I’ll snap–I need to be inside her. But ever-stubborn Sarah cannot seem to see that, or she does, and she has a plan to infuriate me until the very end. She rolls her warm brown eyes and slips from grip as her back touches the glass mirror behind her. “Oh please,” she tuts. “Are you really going to fuck me here while your date is out there waiting?” I plant my right palm on the glass, closing in. I’ll do anything to get a whiff of the sweet vanilla scent she’s wearing tonight. It’s been too long. Too damn long. Yes. I know I saw her last night. That’s a whole twenty four hours without a taste of her. She has no idea how difficult it’s been. “First of all,” I whisper into her right ear. “Yes,” That is my answer to her first question. All it’s going to take is her permission to ruin her on this sink, and I’ll do so without so much as a thought. “Secondly,” It’s Malachi who speaks next, tracing the skin of her left thigh with his long fingers as he looks into her eyes. “She’s not our date, Sarah. We’re here for work.” All of this, and she still fucking scoffs. “I don’t believe you. If I wasn’t here, you’ll be up in some hotel room fucking her silly.” I grunt, frustration bleeding into hunger, and lean in—pressing my cock hard against her so she feels exactly who I’m going to fuck stupid tonight. Her eyes widen as she looks down at my groin, then back up at me. A small smile tugs at the right corner of my lips when I see her swallow hard. “You feel that, kitten?” She nods. “The only woman we want to fuck silly right now is you.” Jaxon adds, leaning closer from her right. His right hand traces the pink silk of her skirt, up to the valley beneath her breasts. Sarah’s breath catches in her throat. Yet, when she’s able to speak, she still remains so damn stubborn. “I don’t believe that.” She says to him, then her gaze finds me, challenging me, silently asking me to do everything I intend to do to her. She doesn’t have a fucking clue, does she? No one gets under my skin like Sarah god damn Wellspring. I didn’t think it was possible be so annoyed, yet so fucking turned on at the same time. “You don’t believe it,” the words come out as a groan even though I don’t want them to. “You don’t believe that I’ve spent every night since Mykonos stroking my cock to thoughts of you…” I murmur, dragging the back of my fingers down her throat. I let them travel lower, to the sensuous curve of her beautiful breasts. “…memories of you.” Her breath hitches in her throat. It’s done that more times than I can count tonight, but I don’t mind. I catch it with a smile. My hand slides beneath her cute pink skirt, the one I desperately want to tear off her. I suck in a deep breath as my fingers trail up the inside of her thigh. Malachi and Jaxon are quiet and watching. For now, Sarah is mine to deal with. I’m going to break every stubborn wall of hers until she’s open and ready to take everything we have to give to her. Every fucking thing. I pause when I reach the bare heat of her pussy. It’s hot, wet, and already aching for me. I can feel her moist, swollen clit through her panties. I’m dying to part her legs with my tongue and sniff her sweet feminine scent, but I shove that thought to the back of my mind for later. Later. “You don’t know how hard it’s been to keep my word,” I whisper against the shell of her ear, my lips barely brushing the erect hairs on the skin of her neck. “To see you looking so hot at your party last night, and decide to let you come to us on your own…” I rub slow circles against her pussy, feeling her tense. Sarah’s legs part just enough to invite me. Someone wants more of me. “…when all we wanted to do was drag you upstairs and make slow love to you.” My mouth grazes her collarbone, and I sink my teeth into her neck. The first taste of her skin makes me close my eyes and sigh with pleasure. She’s beautiful. So fucking beautiful. I suck on her skin. It’s light at first, then I go harder. I want to leave a mark she’ll see tomorrow. A mark to remind her of how much we want her. “To stamp every inch of your new bedroom with memories of us…” My index finger pushes her panties to the side, and I trace the skin of her clitoris. She shudders, pushing her body forward as her hands grip my shoulders. Manicured fingernails dig into my skin through my shirt. “Fuck,” Jaxon sighs. From the corner of my left eye, I watch him run his hands down the bulge in his pants. I push that finger into her warm moist cunt, just deep enough to feel her pussy walls clench around that singular finger. It reminds me of how good she feels around my cock. Fuck me. But I don’t stop. I want to tease her to near madness, just like she’s done to us. “So it’ll be just as impossible for you to sleep as it is for us.” I lift her chin, making her meet my gaze. My eyes burn into hers, daring her to deny how good my finger feels inside her. I want her to look into my eyes and tell me she doesn’t know she’s the only one we want, at the same time, I’m finger fucking her so slowly, it’s almost impossible for her to speak. “Can you really look into my eyes and say you don’t know, kitten?” Our beautiful kitten opens her mouth, but no words come out. “We want to take you here and now, but we won’t, not unless you tell us you’re ready.” No matter how badly I desire to be buried deep inside her, I want to be sure she trusts us with her heart now, not just her body–because by every force of the universe, we want the both. “No more games baby.” My finger slides out of her cunt, and I miss it immediately. Regardless, I raise my hand up to my mouth and zero my gaze on her as I lick my coated finger clean. Her eyes dance around my face. She looks to Malachi, then Jaxon. When no one offers up the explanation she’s seemingly searching for, she asks out loud. “What does that mean?” Jaxon steps up. “We want you to say it. Say you’ll be ours.” “In every way that you can be.” Malachi adds. I nod in agreement. They’ve taken the words right out of my mouth. Her orbs glimmer in delight, and her round cheeks turn a rose shade of red. “I…” she’s blushing so hard, it becomes harder not to press kisses all over her face. “I’m going to be…”Something strikes in my chest, a sharp memory that has me pressing my palm against her mouth. She glares at me in shock, but I shake my head. Jaxon and Malachi are confused as well, I can feel it. I’ll explain to them later. “Not here,” I say. “Go finish your date. We’ll come pick you up by twelve.” If they’re lost, they don’t show it on their faces. Good. “I’ll be home by then,” Sarah protests. “And Kevin will be too. He already suspects us. What are you guys even trying to do?” Malachi kisses the side of her head with a small smile. “You’ll see.” She sucks in a deep breath and pouts her gorgeous mouth. “You’re really going to make me go out there?” “Just trust us, baby.” She looks thoughtful for a while, and once again, her eyes dance between the three of us before she speaks. “Fine. This would work best if I trust you guys, right?” God. Yes. Fucking yes. I can’t help the smile on my face as I nod. She sticks her adorable nose in the air and folds her arms across her chest. “Alright, that’s what I’m going to do.” She points at me and frowns. “But from now on, you can’t continue taking random women to nice places. Work must stay in the office.” Fuck. How can one woman be so perfect? “Aye ma’am.” Malachi says with a bow, and I chuckle, while Jaxon shakes his head. Sarah is not left out either. She smiles. It’s a genuine beam that lights up the color of her eyes. And we’re the reason. Us. Not the blue eyed freak waiting for her back at her table. I lift her up from the sink and gently place her feet on the ground. We watch her walk away in silence, and it’s only when she’s gone that Malachi turns to me. “Remind me why we just let her return to a date with a man who clearly wants her?”I tuck both hands into the pockets of my suit pants. “Because we know something he doesn’t.” Jaxon’s left brow slips up. “And that is?” God. Do they really not know? “Think back ten years ago. It’s a random Thursday evening, and we’re in Kevin’s house waiting for him to return while Sarah has a chat with her girls.” Malachi scratches his chin in deep thought. “I remember a lot of chats with her girls.” A lot is definitely code for “almost all.” I shake my head and continue. “Do you remember how she said she would love to be asked out?” All of a sudden, their gazes light up in recognition. Malachi looks impressed, but Jaxon seems to have his reservations. “That was ten years ago.” I look ahead, over to the empty space in front of us where Sarah just graced with her presence. “And knowing Sarah, not much has changed.”