MasukJarek
I had never wanted to kill someone this badly in my entire fucking life.
The bike beneath me tore down the highway like a living animal, vibrating hard enough beneath my body that every ounce of fury already pumping through my veins felt amplified tenfold. Cold desert air lashed against my face while the engine screamed loud enough to drown out almost every rational thought left in my head.
Not all of them though.
One remained.<
MarcusFor a long time after everything settled, none of us moved.Morning light spilled gradually across the room, turning the edges of the blankets gold while the three of us remained tangled together in the aftermath of something far bigger than sex.Sable lay between us with her eyes closed, one hand resting against my chest and the other still tangled with Jarek’s.The tension that had been living inside her since the rescue hadn’t disappeared completely—I wasn’t naive enough to believe one morning could erase a nightmare—but it had loosened.The constant tightness in her shoulders had eased. Her breathing was deeper. Steadier. That alone felt like a victory.The details she’d shared earlier still echoed through my head. Hearing everything from start to finish had been worse than imagining it. Not because I learned anything that changed how I felt about
JarekShe was straddling me, hands braced on my chest, those fierce eyes locked on mine like she was daring the whole world to try and take this from her. My hands rested on her waist, thumbs stroking slow circles over the soft skin there, and for a second I couldn’t breathe around the sheer force of what I felt for her.She’d told us everything. Every ugly, brutal detail. And instead of breaking, instead of hiding, she’d climbed on top of me and said she was in charge. Said she wanted a new memory. One she chose. One that belonged to her.I’d have given her anything in that moment. Anything.When she asked us to kiss… I felt the shift in the air before the words even left her mouth. Saw the way her gaze flicked between Marcus and me, shy but hungry, like she needed to see it. Needed to know there were no walls left between the three of us. That what Gino had tried to steal from her, we could give back tenfold—connection, choice, pleasure that was ours and only ours.Marcus started to
SableFor a while, neither of them spoke.Morning continued creeping across the room while the three of us remained tangled together beneath the blankets. Marcus's hand moved slowly through my hair. Jarek still held my hand between us, his thumb brushing absentminded circles across my knuckles while he waited.Neither man tried to rush me. Neither man tried to fill the silence. They simply listened.So I told them everything.Not the shortened version. Not the version I'd given between gunfire and adrenaline and exhaustion. The real version.For the next half hour, I walked them through every moment from the second Luke's men grabbed me outside the gate until the second they burst into that barn.I told them about waking up in the van.About Luke.About Cassandra.About Brian.About Gino.About the fear.About the impossible choices that had led us to the exchange point.Neither man interrupted much. Every now and then Marcus would ask a question or Jarek would go unnaturally still at
SableFor a while, none of us moved.Morning light had begun creeping through the curtains, turning the room soft shades of gold and gray. Marcus remained stretched out beside me while Jarek lay on my other side, one arm still draped across my waist as though some part of him was afraid I might disappear if he let go.The room was quiet except for breathing and the distant sounds of the clubhouse waking up below us.It should have felt peaceful.Instead, every time my thoughts drifted, they found themselves circling the same place.The barn.I hated that.I hated how quickly my mind went there. I hated that after everything that had happened, after the rescue and the ride home and waking up safely between the two men I loved,
SableWaking up felt strange.Not because of where I was.Because for the first few seconds after opening my eyes, I couldn’t remember why I was so tired.Waking up felt strange. For the first few seconds after opening my eyes, I couldn’t remember why I was exhausted. I only knew I was warm.My cheek rested against Marcus’s chest, his arm heavy around my waist, but another arm was wrapped around me from behind and another body pressed against my back.The realization arrived slowly as sleep loosened its grip.Sometime during the night, Jarek had come home. While I slept, he’d crawled into bed behind me and wrapped himself around the space Marcus wasn’t already occupying until I’d somehow ended up cocooned between them both.The knowledge settled heavily in my chest because the last time I’d seen him, he’d been disappearing int
JarekThe bike carried me north long after there was any reason to keep riding.The desert stretched endlessly around me beneath a moonlit sky, empty roads cutting through miles of sand, scrub brush, and darkness. The engine roared beneath me hard enough to vibrate through my bones, but it didn’t drown out a damn thing. If anything, the noise only gave my thoughts something to ride alongside.Every time I tried to focus on the road, my mind circled back to the same place.The gate.Not the barn.Not Gino.Not Brian.The gate.One simple instruction thrown out in the middle of a chaotic night.Go open the gate.At the time it hadn’t meant anything. We were cleaning up a mess. Kandy had gotten exactly







