I take Annie into our bath to wash off. We have a quick shower; she’s almost boneless from our workout so I bring her to our bed. Our little playtime was hotter than hell, but I am a possessive motherfucker. There’s no other man getting in Annie’s bed but me. I pull the sheet over us, hold her close, and think there’s nowhere on Earth that I’d rather be.

“Is Latch going to be okay?” she asks and I knew she’d see it. My brother has had it bad for her, almost as long as I have. Latch and I are super close. We’re connected in ways that no one but the two of us knows, or will ever know. Tonight was my gift to him, but I’m a big enough bastard to admit, it was a gift to me, too. I fucking loved watching Annie be overcome and get so fucking hot, not just for me—but both of us. I loved watching every minute of her pleasure and Latch’s. It’s bigger than that, though. I liked being the one in complete control of both of their pleasures.

“He’ll be fine, sweetheart. He knows the score. We’ll be playing again, sometime. As long as you liked it?”

She’s quiet for a minute and I’m afraid she’s gone too far. She enjoyed it, but I don’t want it to be something she can’t live with. That’s the reason I gave her a safe word. Anything we do, I need both of us to be in it a hundred percent.

“Annie?”

“I did, but…”

“But?” I ask, knowing fear because I want this again. Not often, but I do want it. I was hoping she’d feel the same.

“It sounds awful, Sabre.”

“Tell me, sweetheart. Never be afraid to tell me anything.”

“I loved it. It was hot and even now I could see wanting it again, but…”

“But, what?”

“It would kill me if you were with another woman. I couldn’t take it. I think it would destroy me. Now that we have done this, I mean you’d be in your rights, but I just couldn’t…Oh, God…”

“Shhh…Sweetheart, don’t get yourself so worked up,” I tell her bringing her head at an angle so she can see me. I use the pads of my thumb to wipe away the tears. “Annie, I love you. You own me, woman. I will never want another woman in my life, but you. Only you.”

“But, what we did here…”

“Happened because all three of us wanted it. You didn’t cheat on me, Annie. We had hot fucking sex with a close friend. Someone we both care about. There’s nothing wrong in that, there’s no shame in it, and it’s not a sign that we don’t belong to each other.”

“You’re sure?” She asks, searching my face.

“I’m completely sure. We’re it, Annie. You and me woman are a lifetime thing. You know that, right?”

Her tears start again and I can’t keep up to stop them, but she’s smiling, so I figure it’s okay.

“I love you, Sabre. I love you so much.”

“Enough for a lifetime?” I ask.

“Enough for several,” she answers and that’s all the answer I need.

I lean over the side of the bed and reach under to the box I had stored there a few days ago. I’ve been waiting for the right time, and I don’t think there can be a more perfect one than now.

I pull out the white box and she sits up like a little kid excited for Christmas.

“What’s this?”

“Open it and see,” I laugh as she claps her hands.

She rips into the box quickly, giggling madly and pushing the tissue paper inside away. All laughter stops though as she puts her hand on the leather cut inside. Her fingers graze over the Devil’s Blaze emblem and then tremble as she takes in the white patch underneath.

Property of Sabre.

I wait for a response. It seems like forever.

“A lifetime worth of love,” she whispers.

“Several,” I correct her.

“Put it on me,” she says, holding it up. I shake my head but do her bidding. She is on her knees leaning over me, naked as the day she was born, except for the leather Devil’s Blaze cut and my dick goes hard as a rock. She’s never been prettier. There has never been anything sexier in my life, than her. “I want you to make love to me now. Just like this. I want to have you inside of me while I’m wearing your colors. I need you to make love to me, Sabre.

I can do nothing but give her what she wants—what we both want.