19. Callie

They came for me.

I hadn’t intentionally lost track of time but with everything that was going on, I had slipped into a quiet daze. I retreated to the one place I felt safe, a cafe that no one knew about, and mulled over what Eli was asking for me while weighing up the risks to everyone around me.

And to my heart.

I hadn’t come any closer to a decision when Sawyer, Liam and Kane appeared. Everything became infinitely harder the moment I saw them. They tracked me down because they were so concerned about me and brought me straight to Sawyer’s penthouse, not caring about my attempts to dissuade them.

It was as clean-cut as he was.

Gleaming surfaces were everywhere, from the kitchen near the stairs to the coffee table in the lounge and even the windows overlooking the city. The white and black decor was fitting for a man who seemed so completely unwavering—would he remain that way after I betrayed him?

If I betrayed him?

Seeing all three of them together for me was more intense than I ever could have imagined. There was something as exciting as it was nerve-wracking to sit on Sawyer’s white leather couch and stare up at the three of them.

I was in trouble. I could tell by the firm lines of each mouth and the low pull of each brow.

My lips parted, an apology hovering on the tip of my tongue but before I could speak, Sawyer spoke up first.

“Callie. You’ve been acting differently.”

A strong urge to deny it surged up quickly, but I kept it inside.

“For a few weeks now, actually. I thought I had given you an outlet and a way for you to relax and find your focus point once more but it seems I was wrong. Well, we think we know why you’ve been acting differently.”

My heart began to pound violently, rattling against my ribs as if they were bars of a cage.

Did they know? Did they know about Eli? Did they know I was being forced to be a rat to keep my mother safe and in good health?

I didn’t even question how they found out, and as much as it terrified me, there was something almost relieving about it. I didn’t have to betray their trust if they already knew about it all, right?

Was I getting fired? Arrested?

Fuck, I hadn’t even considered the legal implications if I was caught giving away company secrets.

I curled my hands together tightly and fought to keep my attention on Sawyer’s blue eyes.

“You feel guilty,” Kane said.

I nodded without thinking. “Yes.”

“Guilty for sleeping with all three of us,” Liam said.

Wait, what?

“You’re also worried about your mother and the toll on her health,” Kane continued.

They knew nothing. They were close yet so far away that the small fizz of relief in my heart slowly melted away.

“And since when were you married?” Sawyer lifted one brow.

“Married?” I asked hoarsely. They had half of the story, and I could easily fill in the gaps.

But it would end this and a selfish part of me enjoyed it. I liked that they had hunted me down together and had come so far just to see what was wrong with me. I didn’t want it to end just yet, and I didn’t want to break their hearts.

The way all three of them were looking at me, I knew it would hurt them.

I couldn’t do it.

“Uhm…” I would have to balance the fine line between truth and lie. “Yes. I am worried about my mother. Her health has been declining but she’s been doing so great at this new facility that I almost don’t trust it, y’know? It feels like it’s setting me up for more heartbreak.”

I picked at the fabric of my skirt as I talked. Liam slowly lowered into the white chair near him while Kane perched on the edge of the table. Sawyer remained standing, his arms crossed over his broad chest and his hard gaze fixed on me.

Could he see the lies?

“And no, I’m not married.”

“Oh thank god,” Liam muttered quietly.

“It was a mistake on the paperwork when I had to have a… a friend help with a late payment, and it got processed before I noticed.” Not a full lie, at least. “And… Yes, I’ve been apprehensive because I’ve had fun with all three of you. More than fun. I like seeing all of you, but I don’t know what it means. I’ve never done something like this before and you’re all so casual about it. But for me, this is big because if I had to choose, I wouldn’t be able to.”

“We’d never ask you to,” Sawyer replied immediately. “If anything, choosing isn’t an option because none of us want this to end.”

“It’s true,” Kane replies, smoothing one hand over his thigh. “Admittedly, in the very beginning I was excited at the challenge against these two because it’s not the first time we’ve all become enamored by the same woman. But, if I may be so bold, it is the first time when the enjoyment of her has become more important than the tease.”

“Because you know you’d lose,” Liam smirked at Kane. Kane flipped him off immediately.

Listening to them talk without judgment or accusation was almost too much to bear. I hadn’t considered that I wouldn’t have to choose but they talk now as if this can be like this forever. I can have all three, and the potential life together would be incredible.

If only I wasn’t a rat.

Tears warmed the inner corners of my eyes, and I ducked my head to hide them. Sawyer grasped my chin and immediately lifted me back up to face him.

“We cannot resist you,” he said calmly.

It was any girl”s dream to hear such words.

“Won’t you get into trouble?” I asked, trying to blink the overwhelming tears away. “I’m your assistant.”

“This will remain between the four of us,” Sawyer answered immediately as if he had already considered it. “Neither of us will break that. And as soon as you stop having fun, Callie, or you change your mind, then we will step back.”

“Yes,” Kane agreed. “Absolutely.”

“Agreed,” Liam nodded.

More tears threatened, and warmth swept across my shoulders like a blanket. This had been a quiet concern for so long, so having it soothed was a relief. I didn’t want to choose.

I wanted this forever.

Because I was selfish.

Deep down, I knew I would lose this the moment I either caved to Eli’s demands or revealed them. For now though, I could enjoy the attention.

Right?

“Get up,” Sawyer said firmly, releasing my chin and stepping backward. “Upstairs.” He tilted his head toward the metal stairs leading up into darkness. “I want you stripped down and by the bed by the time I get up there, okay?”

A pulse of confusion washed over me but talking back wasn’t an option. Whatever he had planned, I decided I was here for it.

Standing, I moved past Sawyer and felt an affectionate touch from all three of them as I passed. The pressure of the contact lingered as I climbed the stairs to Sawyer’s bedroom, where I followed his request and took off all my clothes.

His bedroom was as pristine as the rest of his apartment. There wasn’t a single thing out of place. At a glance, it resembled a picture out of a catalog rather than a lived-in bedroom—until I noticed the photo frame on the dresser and a single blue cushion nestled between the pillows—small hints of Sawyer’s softer side.

Just as a chill began to sweep across my skin, they all arrived up the stairs and took me in their arms. One at a time, they stripped down until they were as naked as me, and then Sawyer guided us into his large walk-in shower. Hot water poured over us at the touch of a button.

I lost track of the hands on my body as they all mingled into one that was touching me everywhere, all at the same time. They washed me gently while different mouths kissed my lips and nibbled my neck. I was surrounded and held up as strong hands kneaded tired muscles, caressed limbs, and massaged my scalp to the point that I almost couldn’t stay upright.

It was incredibly intimate and hot. Heat built up between all three of us and when one stepped away for more soap or shampoo, another was there to take over. I couldn’t follow who was who, so I focused instead on how we were all here together.

In the safety of the shower, washed and cared for, it was easy to forget about everything else.

We finally stepped out of the shower when every inch of me had been scrubbed, massaged, and kissed. Sawyer led me to the bed, where he laid me down on some towels and began to dry me off with another towel. It was so soft that it was like the touch of a cloud, and I couldn’t fathom how much something as luxurious as that would cost.

Kane disappeared between my damp thighs and the moment his devious tongue pressed against my mound, it was over. All my control melted away and I reached for him, seeking something to hold onto. Sawyer and Liam denied me that.

They focused on drying me off while Kane ate me out. The soft towels were incredibly gentle while Kane’s mouth was hungry. He pressed against me, lapped over every sensitive inch that he could reach and pleasure swept through me like a wave.

He brought me to orgasm so quickly that I couldn’t breathe. Ecstacy overtook me and I writhed on the bed, trapped against his mouth until every tremor and ripple in my body had eased.

Then they rolled me over, and Kane grasped my left thigh while Liam held my right.

It was Sawyer’s turn and he settled between my legs and filled me full with his fingers and a toy that vibrated so hard I could almost feel it in my throat. As he fucked me with the toy, Kane and Liam took turns spanking my backside and asking me who I belonged to.

I whimpered their names over and over, and when Sawyer pulled a second orgasm from me, my ass was a throbbing, hot bruise. They soothed me, as always, with kisses and touches – and a dabble of aloe – then we retreated to the kitchen for something to eat.

They were caring for me more than I had ever been cared for in my life. I sat in Liam’s lap, carefully situated as my ass throbbed. They didn’t leave me alone; they always watched and touched me to keep me grounded, and it was incredible. I never wanted this night to end.

Sawyer cooked while Liam used the toy from earlier to ride me toward a third orgasm over the kitchen counter. I came screaming as over-sensitive nerves cried out at the stimulation. It was too much and just enough all at the same time.

We ate pasta, then the birthday cake they brought from work, which was supposed to be for my mother. I’d forgotten all about it. Dinner ended with Liam licking icing off my neck and fingering me to my last orgasm of the night, leaving me a boneless mess on the couch.

“Do you understand now?” Sawyer said, hovering lightly over me as I panted. “The next time you feel overwhelmed about anything, you cannot vanish. You need to tell us and we will help you.”

“This is help?” My pussy ached, my ass throbbed and my thighs were jelly.

“Of course it is,” Liam smirked, kissing my bare shoulder and lingering there. “The best help around.”

“And you have your pick.” Kane appeared with a blanket in his arms and before I knew it, I was bundled up like a burrito on the couch with all three of them lazing around me. “If you need help and someone is busy, the others will be there.”

“Without a doubt.” Sawyer lightly pressed his lips to my hairline.

I should be happy. I knew that.

But as the night calmed and sleep stole over each of my adoring suitors, guilt crept back up to take their place.

Was I a snake?

A twisted, poisonous snake wooing these men so that I can get my hands on the patent plans to ensure my mother stays in good health?

Did the reasoning justify the means, or was I just lying to myself?

I couldn’t decide.