Loving Sanctuary [Slick Rock 12] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Becca Van

  “Let the woman go.”

  Sawyer rolled from the bed, dragging Sabrina with her, his hand around her throat. Her shirt fell down to cover her nakedness, but Trick kept his eyes on the bald bastard. If he got the chance to take him out, he wasn’t going to hesitate. He had a knife to his woman’s throat.

  “Not a chance,” Sawyer growled. “You and I both know she’s my only way out of here. If you don’t want me to slit her throat you’ll give me a clear passage to my car and will let us leave.”

  “Not happening,” Luke snarled. “Release her.”

  Sawyer didn’t answer but pressed the tip of the knife harder against Sabrina’s neck, making a small cut, and blood dribbled out and down her skin.

  Trick looked over to where Tristan and Trent were and gave them to the signal to shoot if they had a clear shot. He peeked at Luke and was pleased he had. He was telling him to back up and hide. They were going to let Sawyer bring Sabrina out. The bastard hadn’t seen him, and if the four lawmen could keep him distracted, Trick could take him down from behind.

  He edged back, looking for somewhere he could conceal his body, and saw the small shrub in the garden. He ducked down behind it just as the sheriffs and deputies exited, backing up until they were in the middle of the parking lot. At least they weren’t obstructing Tristan’s and Trent’s lines of fire.

  Trick heard Sabrina whimper, but he didn’t look at her. He needed to keep calm and his eyes on Sawyer while he awaited an opportunity to take him down. He didn’t know if she did it on purpose or not, but one of her legs pressed between Sawyer’s, and they both went tumbling to the ground. The knife went flying off to the side, and since he was closest, Trick moved in.

  He placed the barrel of the gun against the back of Sawyer’s head, pressing hard. “Move and you’re dead.”

  Luke, Damon, and Snow hurried over, cuffed Sawyer’s arms behind his back, and dragged him off of Sabrina.

  Trick knelt down beside her and pulled her into his arms. Tristan and Trick were there a second later.

  “Are you okay, honey?” Trick asked as he released his hold on her and ran his hands up and down her arms and legs. He carefully removed the tape from her over her mouth and cringed when she sobbed. “Did he hurt you? Do you want me to call the paramedics?”

  “No,” Sabrina sobbed and then threw her bound arms over his head and around his neck and clung tightly. “I was so scared I’d never see you again. I love you all so much.”

  Now that she was safe again, Trick felt the adrenaline leaving his system and he started trembling. He wasn’t sure who was shaking more, Sabrina or him.

  “Sabrina, where did he hurt you?” Tristan asked as he cut away the tape from around her wrists. He took hold of her hand and pulled her arm from around Trick’s neck.

  “H–He bit me and scratched me, but that’s all. I’m okay.”

  “Where, baby?” Trent asked in a tremulous voice.

  “Uh…I’m fine. I just want to go home.”

  Trick released her when she reached for Trent, and his brother lifted her into his lap and held her close.

  “I’m not moving until you tell me where he touched you,” Trent said quietly.

  “You got to me in time. It’s not necessary…”

  “I’m going to need a statement, Sabrina,” Luke said as he squatted down next to her.

  Trick saw her shiver and quickly removed his sweater before passing it over to Trent. Trent helped her put it on.

  “Thank you.”

  Trick nodded.

  “If you’re not up to giving a statement now I can come by tomorrow and get it,” Luke suggested.

  “No. I just want to put all this behind me. Can we go sit in a car or something? I’m cold.”

  Trick and Tristan helped Trent to his feet since he was still holding Sabrina, and then they were heading back to Luke’s car. Trent was about to get in with Sabrina, but she reached out and grabbed Tristan’s shoulder.

  “I need a hug from you, too, Tristan.”

  Trent passed her over to Tristan, who then got into the backseat of the car with Sabrina on his lap. Trick and Trent got in on either side of her, and Luke got in the front. Damon was still dealing with Sheriff Snow and his deputy.

  “I’m going to record what happened if that’s all right with you, Sabrina,” Luke said.

  Sabrina nodded, and then she began talking. The more he heard, the angrier Trick got. He wanted to get out of the car, walk over to that bastard, and put a bullet in his head. The only thing stopping him was he would end up in jail and not be with his woman.

  He was so angry he wanted to go over to Sheriff’s Snow’s car, drag Sawyer from the back, and pummel his face to a bloody pulp. When he’d heard that bastard had bit one of Sabrina’s nipples he’d nearly lost control. If she hadn’t looked over to meet his eyes right then, he wasn’t sure he wouldn’t have lost it. The thought of that fucking bastard having his hands and mouth on her sent a red-haze of rage over his eyes. He was thankful when Tristan had grabbed his thigh and squeezed hard because he may just have ended up in jail for murder. Both Trent and Tristan had looked just as angry as he felt with their jaws clenched tight and the muscles in their jaws ticking.

  Trick had had to turn away at one stage so Sabrina couldn’t see the tears in his eyes. He had a hard time blinking them away, and when he looked back at his brothers he’d seen the sheen of moisture in their eyes, too. Sabrina had every reason to be in tears, but she’d kept her shit together better than he and his brothers had. She had amazing strength, and that was the only reason he’d stayed by her side and not gone after Sawyer.

  By the time she’d finished giving her statement, she was yawning and could barely keep her eyes open. Damon got in, and then they were headed back to Slick Rock. Trick clung to her hand as he stared out the side window and thanked God that their woman hadn’t been seriously injured, raped, or killed. He turned to watch Sabrina as her eyes slid closed and she fell asleep. Trick was going to have a hell of a time letting her out of his sight after this horrible, fearful night. It was going to take time for him to get over the fact that she had been taken while they were on watch. Guilt was a horrible emotion, and although he and his brothers hadn’t left her alone and in danger on purpose, it should never have happened.

  “She’s safe,” Tristan whispered and then kissed Sabrina’s head.

  Trick nodded. The knot of fear in his gut was finally beginning to dissipate and he was breathing easier.

  Trick was glad that Sheriff Snow was going to keep Sawyer in the lockup overnight, and Luke was arranging for the FBI to pick him up in the morning. The agent Luke contacted told the sheriff that Sabrina wouldn’t have to attend court, since the case was such a high priority. Sawyer and Noble were going to spend the rest of their lives in prison in the high-risk solitary confinement section of the most secure jail in the US and would never be released.

  Trick was relieved that Sabrina would never have to see either man again and they could get on with their lives.

  There was only one thing left to do.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Sabrina was happy to be free from fear and living on the run. It had been just over a week since Sawyer had kidnapped her, and even though she hadn’t had any real injuries, she was having nightmares. She woke up in a sweat, shaking, crying, and screaming, and it was her three men who calmed her down.

  She loved them so much, but they had been a little quiet since they’d been back at their house and she began to wonder if they wanted her to leave, but she didn’t think so. At least she hoped not. They told her they loved her each and every day and she reciprocated, but something was wrong.

  Trick had gone back to work at the bank, but according to Tristan and Trent he was working way fewer hours than he usually did. That was good, because he looked tired. Maybe the fact that she was having nightmares and waking everyone up several times a night had to do with how quiet they all were.

  Rachel had dropped in to
visit one afternoon and had brought a few of the other women to meet her. She had had an immediate affinity with Tori Katz, Cash Morten, and Kylie Badon and couldn’t wait to meet the other women she’d been told about, but what was most important right now was finding out what was bothering her men.

  She decided it was time to take the bull by the horns, and she was going to do it tonight straight after dinner. She already had the roast in the oven and the veggies prepared. All that was left to do was put them in the oven and in the steamer. She’d made apple strudel for dessert earlier in the day.

  Trick was a little later than usual getting home and had just enough time to clean up before sitting down to dinner.

  Tristan and Trent talked about the new project they wanted to start, but Trick remained quiet while they ate. When they were all finished with the main meal, Sabrina decided it was time to find out what the problem was.

  But first she cleared the table with Tristan and Trent’s help and brought over the freshly brewed pot of coffee and mugs. She sat down next to Trick and covered his hand to get his attention. “What’s wrong, Trick?”

  “Nothing.” His hand curled into a fist beneath hers.

  “Bullshit! What happened to communication being the key to a relationship?”

  “Do we have a relationship?” Trick asked.

  Sabrina pulled her hand back and stared at him. Her chest was aching, and it felt like her heart had just broken in two. Her first instinct was to get up and walk away, but she ignored it, took a deep breath, and released it before continuing on. “What the hell do you mean by that?”

  “I thought that now you were safe you would want to move on with your life,” Trick said.

  Sabrina met his gaze and studied him. His body was taut with tension, but there was pain in his eyes he was trying to hide. What the fuck?

  “I am moving on with my life. I’ve already started looking for a job.”

  “Yes, I know.”

  “Do you have a problem with me working?” she asked angrily.

  “No.”

  “Then what’s this near-silent treatment all about?”

  “Have you been looking for a place to live, too?” Trick asked.

  Sabrina frowned. “Why would you even ask me that? Of course I haven’t.”

  “Then why have you been looking at the property market?”

  “I haven’t.” She nearly yelled her answer.

  “Then who did? I got home the other night and the screen was still up on the computer in the office.”

  “Oh, for God’s sake. You stupid, stupid man. Don’t you talk to your business partner?”

  “What? Who?”

  “Tori.” Sabrina sighed with frustration. “Tori had been looking at the property market. She told me the Moms and Bubs shop is doing so well that you will either need to expand the business and split the store in two, one for the mothers and another for the babies, or you’ll need to find a bigger building to fit all the new stuff you’ve got coming in.”

  “She did?” Trick asked as he sat up straighter in his chair.

  “When’s the last time you saw her?”

  “Um…a couple of weeks. I was trying to keep you safe, and then I was busy catching up at the bank.”

  “She didn’t contact you?”

  “Uh…she left a couple of messages, but by the time I remembered to call her it was late and I put it off.” Trick took a sip of coffee. “So you’re not looking for a place of your own.”

  Sabrina got up from her chair, walked over to Trick, and straddled him before cupping his cheeks in her hands. “I love you and your brothers. You are my world. Why the hell would I want to leave?”

  “You don’t?”

  “No.”

  Trick looked sheepish, and then tension eased from his body. She leaned forward and kissed him passionately. He took over, and it turned wild and hungry, and he released her after a few moments. “I’m sorry, honey. I should have come and asked you about it right away.”

  “Yes, you should have.”

  “Do you forgive me?”

  “If you agree to marry me, I will.”

  “Did you…”

  Chairs scraped, and then she was being lifted from Trick’s lap by Trent and was up against his chest. “I love you, baby. Yes, I’ll marry you.” Her reply was cut off because he kissed her until she had no breath left in her lungs before passing her over to Tristan.

  Tristan lowered her to her feet and knelt before her with his hands clasping her hips. “I love you, Sabby. I would be honored to marry you.” He stood up and kissed her until her knees were weak.

  She squeaked when she was scooped up, and she slung her arm around Trick’s neck as he carried her down the hall to the bedrooms. He sat her on the edge of the bed and knelt down in front of her. “You are my heart, my soul, and my life, Sabrina Brown. Will you marry me?”

  “Yes, you big dope.”

  Trick grinned, got up off his knees, and tugged her to her feet.

  Her three men divested her of her clothes and then quickly shucked their own.

  Tristan was naked first. He lifted her onto the bed and kissed her rapaciously. His hands cupped and kneaded her breasts and smoothed down her belly until he reached her mound. His fingers slid through her wet folds, and then he pressed one up inside of her. She moaned and gripped his hair when he kissed his way down her body. He pushed her legs apart before licking and sucking until she was on the verge of climax.

  He moved up over her, and as he stared into her eyes, he thrust his hard cock into her cunt until she felt his balls against her ass, before rolling them both over until he was the one lying on his back and she was on top of him.

  Trick got on the bed behind her, and after positioning her the way he wanted, he began to prepare her ass with the cool gel. She groaned when he pressed two slick fingers into her anus and tried to push further down onto Tristan, but he held her still with his hands on her hips.

  By the time Trick rasped out, “She’s ready,” Sabrina was on fire.

  Trick began to gently drive his hard cock into her ass, and Sabrina wasn’t sure she’d be able to hold off coming before he got all the way inside.

  She looked around the room, trying to take her mind off the pleasure of having two dicks inside her and saw Trent on his knees next to her. She reached out, grabbed his cock, and pulled it to her mouth. She licked and sucked, twirling her tongue around the broad, bulbous head, and then sucked the tip into her mouth. He groaned, she hummed, and they all began to move in sync.

  Trick withdrew almost all the way from her ass, and as he stroked back in, Tristan pulled out to the tip in her pussy. With each rock of their hips, they increased the pace and depth of their sliding cocks, making the warm, glorious friction inside her build.

  She bobbed up and down Trent’s cock, taking as much of him as she could until he hit the back of her throat. She undulated her tongue over the sensitive underside each time she drew back, making sure she gave him as much carnal decadence as she could.

  The fire simmering grew hotter and brighter. Her pussy was so wet she was dripping, and the pressure built higher and higher. She was on the precipice about to go over, but she wanted to make Trent come first.

  Using her free hand, she cupped his balls and gently squeezed his precious cargo before taking him down her throat and swallowing. His cock felt like it grew warmer, and then he shouted right before it jerked as he spurted cum over the back of her tongue and down her throat. She swallowed and gulped, taking everything he had to give until he eventually withdrew and collapsed beside her.

  Tristan reached between them and squeezed her clit, sending her flying.

  She screamed as her internal muscles contracted in what felt like a never-ending cycle of nirvana. Cream surged from her pulsing cunt, and her whole body shook.

  Trick drove into her ass once more with a yell, and then he was coming. His cock twitched and jerked as he climaxed. Just as Trent rested his head on her shoulder, T
ristan stroked into her twice more and roared as he orgasmed.

  Sabrina slumped down onto Tristan, her muscles weak in satiation.

  She had never thought to find such a loving sanctuary when her life had been in danger, but she wouldn’t change a thing if she could. She would never have wanted to miss out on finding the loves of her life.

  She had so much to look forward to and couldn’t wait for her new life with the three Wendall men by her side to start.

  THE END

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  My name is Becca Van. I live in Australia with my wonderful hubby of many years, as well as my two children.

  I read my first romance, which I found in the school library, at the age of thirteen and haven’t stopped reading them since. It is so wonderful to know that love is still alive and strong when there seems to be so much conflict in the world.

  I dreamed of writing my own book one day but, unfortunately, didn’t follow my dream for many years. But once I started I knew writing was what I wanted to continue doing.

  I love to escape from the world and curl up with a good romance, to see how the characters unfold and conflict is dealt with. I have read many books and love all facets of the romance genre, from historical to erotic romance. I am a sucker for a happy ending.

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