Burning Up: Firefighter Contemporary Romance Series Box Set

by K. C. Crowne

  Austin would no longer be my supervisor. There'd be no excuses for us to not be together if we wanted to. If he truly wanted to be with me, we'd find a way to make it happen. There was only one other thing holding us back though, and I knew it wouldn't be easy. I'd have to talk to all of them about it.

  After a few moments of stunned disbelief and the silence that came along with it, they congratulated me. Tears – mostly mine -- were mixed in with their words, but there were smiles thrown in as well. Every one of them was happy for me. This was a promotion, an opportunity to move up in our field. To become an expert, and to also make a difference in our community and beyond. It's what we all busted our butts for – the chance to do some good. With this opportunity, I thought I could do even more good than I already was – and for more people.

  Things settled down a bit and the conversations resumed as the guys started to eat and drink. There was a tinge of sadness hovering over the room, now. I felt it. But I also felt genuine warmth from the guys. Both of my sisters congratulated me, and Jacklyn even seemed genuinely happy for me. They were happy for me. Excited for me. It meant the world.

  Mallory left early, she had to work early the next morning. Jacklyn drove her home since Mallory had a little too much to drink. I said goodbye to my sisters after exchanging our gifts, and that left me alone with my men.

  Before she left, Mallory whispered, “Get your answers tonight, Sarah. Before everyone goes their separate ways.”

  She was right.

  “Austin, Owen, can we talk for a moment?” I asked, finally getting the guts to do what needed to be done. Two of the four would be okay with sharing, but Austin and Owen? I had to face the facts, they might not be okay with it, and I needed to know now. The longer we waited, the harder it would be for all of us.

  The two men followed me down the hallway, and I closed the door a bit behind us, just for some privacy. Owen stood before me, his face a beautiful, stoic mask. His blonde hair and blue eyes giving him an almost delicate look, even with his chiseled features. His jaw was clenched tight, as if he was afraid to show any emotions in front of Austin. He probably was, all things considered. I'd seen a part of him that no one had seen, though. I knew the beauty and kindness that laid inside that hardened shell. He was a lonely little boy used to people not caring about his feelings.

  Without saying a word, I walked over to him and took his face into my hands. His skin was soft, his face smooth and freshly shaven. His eyes were like ice at first, but they melted into a sea of blue as we gazed into each other's eyes. I smiled, and that pulled a smile from him as well.

  I kissed him softly on the lips. A soft, chaste kiss. It was my way of saying, “I understand you're afraid, but there's nothing to be afraid of with me.” Maybe Owen picked up on the message, maybe he didn't, but his face softened even more, making me hopeful he understood.

  Austin stood off to the side looking aghast by what I'd just done. He'd been my rock for so long, and then I'd kissed the one person he struggled with the most – right in front of him no less. The expression on his face made me feel like I'd somehow betrayed him, and that he was wounded deeply. I left Owen's side and took Austin's hands in mine. He looked down at our hands, confusion setting in, his eyes full of questions.

  “I know the two of you have had your difficulties in the past,” I said, “But I care about you both so much. I care about all of you, but you two – I can't handle the two of you not getting along.”

  Austin lifted his chin and met my gaze. Then he looked over at Owen and the two of them shared a look. I expected arguing or fighting, something. Instead, they surprised me. Austin's expression shifted. It became – softer. Kinder. It looked a lot more normal, and more like the way he looked at any one of us.

  “Owen, I'm sorry if you think I've been tough on you,” Austin said. “I've seen too many people die, and I don't want that happening to you. That being said, you've impressed me with how you handled things back at the ranch. You stepped up and showed yourself to be a leader. Maybe I need to let go a bit.”

  Owen started to speak, but Austin held up a hand. “One sec, I'm not finished,” he said, sighing heavily and turning back to me, and there was a hurt in his eyes, something I had hoped to never see. “Sarah, if you choose Owen, there will be no hard feelings. I want you to be happy. That's really all I want for you – happiness.”

  Owen jumped in then, “Austin, man, I don't know if any of us can compare to you,” he said, his voice tinged with sadness. “We all see the way she looks at you –”

  “Stop, both of you,” I said, feeling like my insides might implode under the crushing weight and anxiety of it all. “I can't choose. I simply can't choose between any of you. Which is why I need to end things with all of you, now, before people get hurt.”

  I let go of Austin's hands, but only to wipe at my eyes. My cheeks were wet with fresh tears, and my heart was stuttering drunkenly in my chest. I wasn't usually one to cry, but that night brought all of my emotions out of me and put them on display for everybody to see. My entire life was about to change, and I knew it. I just wasn't sure how it would change. My dream would be to live a life like Mallory – happy with all of the men I loved. But that was selfish. It was unrealistic, and perhaps even a bit naïve to think it could happen between all of these strong, alpha-type men.

  “Sarah, please,” Owen said, rushing over to me. “We just want you to be happy.”

  I let him wrap his arms around me. Austin came up behind me, holding me from behind. Nestled between them, my heart swelled with love, desire, and emotion. I felt safe and loved, and I never wanted them to let me go. I tried to ignore reality and got lost in the fantasy of having it all.

  I kissed Owen again, this time my lips lingered longer than they should have. His hands moved through my hair until they were cradling my face, holding me there. My lips parted, inviting him in. I couldn't resist any long. He kissed me, and Austin stroked my back, comforting me. As soon as it hit me what I was doing, I pulled back.

  “No, I can't choose – I won't choose,” I said. “I need to get out of here –”

  Austin spoke up from behind me, his voice soft. “What if you didn't have to choose, Sarah?”

  “What do you mean?” I asked, looking at him. Internally, I hoped he meant what I thought he meant, but I didn't believe it at the time. I wanted him to come to this on his own, so I bit back my words and waited.

  “I meant what I said. What if you didn't have to choose?” he repeated. “You talked with me about your sister's arrangement. It's unusual, and definitely not conventional, but they seem happy, don't they?”

  “Yeah, but –” I said.

  Owen stopped me. “It would be worth a try, wouldn't it?”

  I looked between the two men. Two men who'd struggled to get along even on the best of days – and that was without jealousy pulling them apart. Would they be able to handle the struggles of sharing me? I wanted to believe our love for one another was strong enough, but in that moment, I didn't know. Not for sure.

  “You'd be willing to share me?” I asked.

  “We'd have to work at it, but yes, I'd be willing to give it a try,” Austin said. “We work pretty damn well together, and we're already like one fucked up family. Why not?”

  It seemed too good to be true, but my heart was swelling with a joy I never thought I would know or feel. The mere thought of having all the men I cared about, of not having to choose, or live without any of them, filled me with so much happiness that I felt like I might burst. I turned toward Austin and kissed him. At first, he seemed surprised, but then he leaned into the kiss, pulling me into him.

  His hands moved down my body, cupping my breasts. Owen's hands were also on me from behind. They moved over me, touching me. Caressing me. Holding me.

  I was sandwiched between the two men and loved every moment of it. Both of them were clearly excited, as their erections rubbed against me – Owen from behind, Austin in the front – and my body yea
rned for them. Ached for them.

  Owen's hands moved lower, trailing along my back, and slipped between my thighs, sliding under my skirt. His fingers danced along my skin, teasing me over my panties, while Austin kissed me.

  “Yes,” I groaned.

  Owen slipped his fingers under my panties now, his thumb circling my clit. My body shuddered against Austin as a million sensations washed over me.

  . My heart was racing, and my insides had dissolved into to mush. I had a hard time believing what was happening was real, but the moment we were inside my bedroom, my fantasy became a reality.

  Our clothes came off in a flourish, and there were mouths and hands exploring one another. Owen and Austin were focused on me, but my attention was split between the two men. Once they were stripped bare, I took hold of both of their cocks with a firm grip. They took turns kissing my lips, my neck, then moved lower. Owen dropped down to his knees, and he parted my thighs. His mouth found my most sensitive parts and I cried out.

  My knees turned to water, and I almost fell, but both men held me up as Owen pleasured me with his mouth. Austin's mouth moved lower, dotting my cleavage with kisses before taking my nipple between his lips. I gasped as pleasure ran through my body, coursed through every nerve and muscle, and I soon was drowning in it. Drowning in their mouths as they devoured me, pleased me. Kissed me.

  My orgasm washed over me seemingly out of nowhere. It hit me hard, and I flailed like a rag doll in their arms. Without their support, I would have collapsed, but they held me up and never wavered in their touches and kisses. I held onto Owen's head, pushing his face against me, as he buried his tongue deep inside of me.

  When my body relaxed, Austin lifted me up into his arms and carried me over to the bed. He laid me down gently, and I stared up at his hard, firm body. I reached for him, grabbing his arms, and pulling him down on top of me.

  “I need you,” I whimpered. “Both of you.”

  Austin climbed on top of me, hovering above me, and slid inside of me with ease thanks to Owen having warmed me up already. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and lifted myself up to meet him, crying out as he reached the deepest parts of me with his cock. Owen joined us on the bed, stroking my face, dotting kisses along my face as Austin made love to me, moving in and out of my body with such ease.

  Owen kissed me, silencing the screams that were building up from within, as Austin grabbed hold of my legs, and lifted them. He put my legs up on his shoulders, thrusting inside of me hard and deep, his movements strong and powerful. He fucked me like he was desperate and hungry for more. I gave him all that I had, and soon, his breathing grew ragged. He was close and seeing the look of bliss on his face made the fires between my thighs burn even hotter, and it wasn't long before I was close too. Clenching the muscles inside my pussy tightly around his cock, I moaned, and called his name.

  “Come inside me Austin, please,” I begged.

  Those words falling from my lips were enough to drive him into a frenzy that sent him over the edge. Austin grabbed my hips and jack hammered himself into me. With one last, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep. Sheathed inside of me, Austin groaned loudly, spilling his seed into me. I came with him, my body contorting and twisting, even as Owen held me in place, kissing me deeply as I came around Austin's cock. He collapsed on top of me, sweat-drenched and satisfied.

  But we weren't done yet.

  Austin rolled over, kissing me gently on the lips, grabbing my hips, and rolling me over with him. Owen came up from behind me now, and I felt him hard against my ass. Although I'd just had two intense orgasms that left my body shaking, I wasn't ready to stop.

  Owen drove himself into me, long and hard, as Austin kissed me. I was, once again, sandwiched between these two gorgeous men. Two men I loved dearly. Owen moved in and out of my body, his hands holding onto my hips as he fucked me from behind. Austin kissed me, caressed me and played with me. I didn't have to do a thing, they took care of it all. My pleasure came first to them, and they made sure that I was enjoying every second of this.

  Owen's grunts grew louder as he moved within me, his breathing heavier. His thrusts became more frantic and desperate as he started to climb to that peak. I clenched my pussy around his cock, squeezing him, milking him. They might be focused on pleasing me, but I wanted them to come too. I wanted them to feel as good as they made me feel.

  “Yes, yes,” I groaned as Austin nibbled his way down my neck.

  His rough hands fondled my breasts, squeezing my nipples as if he couldn't get enough of me. Neither man could get enough of me, and the feeling was mutual.

  “Owen, yes,” I cried out, my thighs trembling as I came for a third time. “Yes!”

  I spasmed around him, and that sent him over the top. Owen's nails dug into the flesh of my hips, pulling me into him, as he exploded inside of me, our cries of pleasure reaching new heights. There was no way the neighbors hadn't heard us – Wes and Luke surely did as well – but nothing else mattered in that moment. No one else existed but the three of us, until finally, Owen pulled his deflated cock from my pussy and just held me close.

  The three of us were quiet for a long time, when I heard the sliding door open, and footsteps in the living room.

  “I think we have company,” Austin said, nibbling my ear lobe.

  There was a knock at bedroom door, and we all hesitated. We were naked, in bed, clearly post-sex, but this was Wes and Luke we were talking about. If I was going to have a successful relationship with these four amazing men, they were going to have to get used to walking in on situations like this. Just as I was going to have to get used to them walking in on us, and not feel guilty about it.

  I looked to Austin and neither one of us could contain the laughter.

  “Hey,” Wes's voice called from outside the door, “You guys having fun without us?”

  I whispered to the two men in bed, “We should invite them to join us, shouldn't we?”

  “Of course,” Austin said, taking me by surprise yet again. “What kind of family would we be without them?”

  A family. We were a family. My heart swelled at hearing those words.

  “Come in,” I said, speaking loud enough for Wes and Luke to hear me.

  They didn't look shocked, probably because they heard us making love, but they were grinning like fools. I expected Wes to say something snarky, but he just shrugged, and had a mischievous twinkle in his eye.

  “Can we join you?” he asked.

  “Sure, but clothes must come off,” I teased.

  “I like that rule,” Wes said, lifting his shirt off over his head.

  Luke was the first to join us on the bed and Owen and Austin moved to let him lay next to me. He leaned down and kissed me deeply, his fingers deftly finding my folds. Though my entire body felt like jelly, his ministrations quickly had me ready for more. I moaned into his mouth as he slipped two fingers into my pussy.

  “Oh God, Luke,” I said as he grinned down at me.

  “Damn baby, you feel like silk,” he cooed as he slowly and deliberately fucked me with his fingers.

  Wes slid next to me on the other side and bent his head to take a nipple in his mouth. As he suckled at me, I arched my back and gasped. I was overwrought with pleasure and my nerve endings were raw.

  “Don’t worry sweetheart, we’ll go easy on you,” Wes cooed in my ear.

  Luke turned me on my side, so I was facing Wes and trailed soft kisses along my back as Wes leaned forward and claimed my mouth in a searing kiss. His tongue danced and wound around mine as I felt Luke’s hard shaft press against my ass.

  I reached back and grabbed hold of it, giving it a few jerks and earning me appreciative moans from him.

  I tore my lips away from Wes and put my hands on his chest, pushing against him with all of my weight. He looked up at me with surprise as I pushed him onto his back and vaulted myself on top of him.

  “Fuck going easy,” I heard myself say. “Give it to me hard. Both of you.”
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  Wes nodded and grabbed my hips, lifting me up so I could slide my dripping pussy over his weeping cock. He groaned as I took all of him inside me before leaning forward and pressing my breasts to his face. He took a nipple into his mouth and sucked greedily as I ground my hips down into his.

  I looked back over my shoulder at Luke who was on his knees next to us, stroking his long, thick cock.

  “You too,” I said, crooking my finger at him.

  I leaned as far forward as I could with Wes deep inside my pussy as Luke took hold of his cock and spread his precum over my tight star. Slowly and gently, he slid his dick into my ass until I was complete filled by both of them.

  I cried out at the sensation of having both of them inside of me. The three of us moved in perfect rhythm with one another until I was screaming out in unimaginable ecstasy. I clamped down and came hard around Wes’ cock which caused him to explode deep inside of me. From his grunts behind me, I could tell that Luke was close to coming too.

  I shifted off of Wes and Luke pulled out of my ass. Wes gently moved me onto my back and Luke climbed on top of me, leaning down and kissing me deeply. I wrapped my legs around his waist and guided him into my slick heat until he was fully seated. He groaned and began to thrust deeply into me. It took only a few moments before I was coming again. The walls of my pussy gripped Luke’s cock and he let out a low growl as he spilled his seed in my womb as well.

  Once we had all relaxed and our breathing had all returned to normal. I started to laugh almost uncontrollably.

  “Uh oh, I think we broke her,” Wes said.

  I wiped the tears from my eyes and giggled again before waving my hand in the air. “No. I’m just so ridiculously happy right now,” I said. “But we are going to need a bigger bed.”

  “So, is this really happening?” Luke asked from beside me.

  “Is what happening?” I asked.

  “This,” he said, motioning at the five of us. “Are we – you know – a thing?”

  “If we want to be, yes,” I said, staring into his deep, brown eyes.