As if to illustrate his point, he withdraws his finger and moves closer to me, sliding his cock between my ass cheeks as Declan thrusts into me from below.
The liquid heat in my belly is an inferno now, burning so hot I feel like my skin must be on fire. I nod feverishly, almost undone by the feel of Elias’s cock pulsing between my cheeks. “Yes. Oh god, I want that.”
“Give me your mouth, Sparrow.” Gray’s voice is so deep and gravelly that I know he’s about to come. “Wrap those gorgeous fucking lips around my cock.”
And I do.
Declan helps keep me steady as I brace one hand on his chest and wrap the other around Gray’s pulsing shaft. I’m hanging on by a thread, my body moving as if by some kind of primal instinct, rocking in a shared rhythm with the three men.
I slide my lips over Gray’s cock, swirling my tongue over his tip, and when Elias reaches around and starts playing with my clit, I bob my head, sucking and licking and hollowing my cheeks.
I lose track of time. I can barely keep track of where all my limbs are. All I know is the feel of Elias behind me, Declan beneath me, and Gray’s cock in my mouth, his hand in my hair.
And when I finally come, it’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before. It surges through my entire body, and it doesn’t feel like it’ll ever stop. I scream around Gray’s cock, and then he’s pulsing against my tongue, filling my throat with jet after jet of salty cum.
“Fuck, Soph. God, I’m coming!”
Declan grips my hips as he surges up into me, and I feel warm ropes of liquid splatter across my back as Elias follows close behind, biting down on my shoulder and pinching my clit as he comes.
One last aftershock rips through me, and as it fades, it’s like all the bones dissolve out of my body.
Drool slides down Gray’s cock as I release him from my mouth and collapse against Declan’s chest. Elias pulls away, and he and Gray settle onto the bed on either side of us, their hands still touching me all over, as if they need to maintain some contact between us all as we recover. As if they need to be sure this is fucking real.
I don’t blame them.
After the shitty start I got in life, I learned to expect the worst. To brace myself for people to hurt me or let me down. For the inevitable moment when I would be on my own again, left with nothing but bitter pain and another layer in the armor around my heart.
But this is real. And if I don’t deserve to be this lucky, well, I don’t fucking care. Because these men are mine now, and I’ll protect them with everything I have in me.
Just like they’ll protect me.
Lifting my head from Declan’s chest, I lean over and press a kiss to Elias’s lips. Then I kiss Declan, squeezing my walls around his softening cock and drawing a groan from him. When I turn to kiss Gray, he palms the back of my head and lifts his head to meet me, pressing his mouth to mine.
“Thanks for putting me to bed, Sparrow,” he murmurs, and I can feel his smile even though I can’t see it. “I feel a hell of a lot better already.”
A grin stretches my lips too, matching his. “Anytime. Welcome home.”
Epilogue
Three Months Later
In just a few more minutes, we’ll reach our destination in the foothills outside LA. It’s a place that means a lot to me—a spot that’s worth an hour of hiking to get to, especially with the Sinners by my side.
Up ahead of me, Declan and Elias banter as they hike over the rocky terrain, sweat trickling down the backs of their necks and making the hair at their napes glisten. They’re both fucking gorgeous all sweaty like this, and I can’t stop my hungry gaze from trailing down to their muscled asses and strong legs.
I don’t even feel a little bit guilty for eyeing them up, either. After all, they do it to me all the time.
The chemistry between the three Sinners and me has only gotten hotter since we confessed our feelings for each other.
I used to relish the thrill of picking up a stranger in a bar, just like I did with Gray all those months ago. But I’d never experienced the flip side of that coin—sex with a man, or men, who know me intimately. Who practically see right into my soul, and who love me with every fiber of their beings.
It’s better than I could’ve ever imagined, and now that we’re no longer dealing with a crazy powerful psychopath and his son, we actually get to enjoy each other the way I hoped we would.
We get to bask in this unconventional relationship we’ve been lucky enough to build, and it’s fucking amazing.
The end of the school year was busy and chaotic, and not just because the professors all seemed to take it as a personal challenge to devise the most brutal finals imaginable. In the aftermath of Alan’s death, the media descended on Hawthorne. His entire web of secrets and lies came crumbling down in one huge shit show that made headlines for weeks. And it was more than just the Montgomery family that was toppled. Information about people he dealt with came out—their secrets exposed, their power and empires crumbling.
I tried to keep my head down for most of it and focus on my studies, but it was hard. There were countless trips to the police station for more questioning and statements, DNA testing so that I could claim part of my father’s inheritance, and his funeral—which I didn’t attend.