“Sierra,” Heath murmured against my lips, pulling back to look into my eyes. “I was so afraid I’d never see you again.”
“Me too,” I admitted, my heart aching at the raw vulnerability in his voice. “But I’m here now, and we’re together. That’s all that matters.”
The others moved from the sofa and came to create a circle of support and affection that held us together. It wasn’t long before the warmth of their bodies and the scent of their skin turned my spark of passion into a roaring need that demanded satisfaction.
Heath remained close, but his touch was softer, more tender. He gently kissed my forehead, my cheeks, the back of my hands, murmuring words of love and gratitude for my safe return. And as much as I reveled in the heat of the other men’s passion, I was hurt and confused by Heath’s restraint.
“Let me touch you,” I whispered to Heath, reaching for the hard length of him jutting through his briefs. But he pulled back, his expression a mixture of love and turmoil that left me feeling even more bewildered.
“Sierra, I ... I need to take this slow,” he said, stroking my hair and pressing a soft kiss to my temple. “I’ve missed you so much.”
As if sensing my uncertainty, Riley wrapped his arms around both Heath and me, drawing us together in an embrace that spoke of love, desire, and unbreakable bonds. Enzo and Torin moved in as well, and Enzo claimed my lips as Tor drew Heath aside and backed him against a wall in a bruising kiss. Enzo and Riley captured my attention taking turns kissing my mouth and my pussy, turning my head toward one of them every time my gaze wandered to watch Tor and Heath. Enzo flipped me over, drawing me up on all fours facing away from the others, and shoved his delicious cock so fast and far inside me I lurched forward, right in Riley’s waiting erection. I couldn’t see, but I heard Torin and Heath slip out of the room, but Enzo’s skilled fingers on my clit drove me to distraction once more.
HEATH
Tor pushed me against another wall, our dicks pressed together almost painfully. “What the fuck is going on with you and Sierra?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I lied, grabbing his ass.
He jerked my hands away by my wrists and pinned them over my head, grinding against me. “Bullshit. You’ve barely touched her, must less fucked her, that I’ve been able to see. What’s going on?” He punctuated his question with a hard bite on my neck, and I moaned.
To my horror, I also began to cry. And told him everything.
“Bullshit,” he said again, louder this time, and thrust his hands through his hair. “She’s lying. Gotta be.”
He spoke firmly, but I could hear the underlying doubt and desperation in his voice.
“I want to believe that too. But what if she isn’t?”
“She is,” he insisted. “Think about the timing. She only said that when Harris was re-staking ownership over the estate. She was just trying to throw him off.”
It was a lifeline I’d been trying to cling to as well, but… “She said there was DNA evidence. Something like that is easily proven, isn’t it?”
“Or easily faked, if you know the right people.”
True … my parents and their cronies weren’t known to obey all laws, natural or otherwise.
A look of dawning came over Tor’s face. “When my mother was drunk, she said something about a DNA database Helene was keeping, but she got cagey and wouldn’t tell me more about it. She seemed scared.”
My stomach sank. “Well, doesn’t that prove Helene wasn’t lying?”
His expression said I was being an idiot. “No offense, but this is Helene Warner we’re talking about. Don’t you think she would find a way to manipulate a tool like that to her advantage?”
Yeah, that sounded exactly like something she would do. “No offense taken.”
“So, what now?” Tor asked. “Besides go in there and fuck that girl’s brains out like she’s been begging you to.”
My cock twitched, aching to do just that. Still … on the off chance …
“Maybe I should just tell her the truth.”
“To what end?” Tor gripped a handful of my hair to the point of pain, pulling my head back until I arched away from the wall. “If it’s true, you’ve already fucked her, and the damage has been done. It would only hurt her to find out now.”
“It would hurt her more to find out that I knew and then kept doing it!”
“But the point is that you don’t know. And I’d be willing to bet my entire family estate that it isn’t true.” He slipped a finger in my ass as he said it, and I gasped.
“Exactly. The point is, I don’t know. And whether it’s true or not, I’ve been given the doubt.” I pulled free of his grasp. “So, for the time being, I’ll just have to fuck you instead.” I shoved him on the floor and pinned him face down. Spreading his legs with my knees, I took all my pent-up frustration out on his body, just the way he liked it.
CHAPTER 12
HEATH
SAFE HOUSE
Later, the four of us were in a haze, moving together like one creature driven by primal lust. The bed squeaked beneath our combined weight, the room echoed with the sounds of skin slapping against skin, and moans filling the air. Riley’s hands found Sierra’s hips, holding her firmly as she rode him, reverse-cowboy style. Torin’s lips moved from her mouth down her neck, sucking and nipping at her pulse. His long fingers twisted through her hair, pulling her closer while I thrust inside him and stroked his cock. My moan of longing mixed with hers when Enzo’s finger found her clit even as she drew his dick into her mouth. The scent of sex and sweat filled the room, making it hard to breathe.
And then the door opened, and it all went silent. The cold air that rushed in snatched the breath from their lungs as my father froze, eyes wide. I couldn’t move, couldn’t look away as he stepped inside. His eyes flickered over us, taking in the four of us entangled in a mess of limbs and sheets. It was audacious, but we didn’t bother hiding.
“Heath, I need to speak with you privately,” he said, his voice a gravelly rumble that seemed to shake the foundations of the room. My stomach twisted into knots as my heart began to race.
He turned to the guys. “You three, leave now. This is a family matter.” His eyes raked over Sierra’s form in a way that made my gut clench and her pull the sheet up further. “You stay here, my dear. After all, you are family.”
Sierra’s eyes flashed darkly, her hands clenching into fists at her sides, but she didn’t back down. She shook her head slowly, saying she wasn’t planning on going anywhere. Her words were sharp, almost a snarl, and I could feel the tension rolling off her in waves.
Tor lazily drew himself away from me. “Seeing as how this is my family’s safehouse, Mr. Warner, I believe you are the one intruding,” he drawled, then his eyes narrowed.
