“You will treat her with the utmost respect.”
“Of course I will. I also intend to get in her pants every chance I get, to hear her scream and moan my name, and feel her coming around my cock. That doesn’t mean I won’t also respect the hell out of her.”
Joe could feel his anger rising. He pushed it down. Forced himself to take a step back. There was nothing to gain from arguing with Garret. His brothers were often ruled by emotion. He was not. He knew he should have gone after her himself. If he had, she would be here instead of miles away, without their protection or guidance.
And she would need plenty of both. She was young. She obviously didn’t know her own limits or make sensible decisions. He fully intended to see that she got the boundaries she needed. And within those boundaries, she would thrive.
Sending Garret and then Sawyer had been a miscalculation. They had been ruled by their need for her, instead of focussing on getting her back here. Where she belonged.
“I’m going after her.”
Sawyer frowned. “Do you think that’s a good idea?”
“The two of you failed to bring her back. You were too busy thinking with your dicks instead of focussing on getting her to return with you.”
“I wasn’t just thinking with my dick,” Garret replied. “She wasn’t ready to come.”
“And her brother interrupted us before I could talk to her properly,” Sawyer told him.
“But not before you tied her up and made her come.”
“Well, yeah.” Sawyer smiled, looking happy with himself. “And I intend to do that again.”
Joe didn’t agree with his brother’s needs. Or understand them. He wasn’t certain he liked the idea of him restraining their mate.
“She should be cherished. She’s our mate. Not a fuck toy.”
“Fuck toy? That’s some rough language coming from you,” Garret replied coolly.
“Just because I want to tie her up and fuck her doesn’t mean I don’t know she’s special,” Sawyer told him. “I didn’t harm her. She wanted it.”
“You’re wearing your underwear too tight, bro,” Garret told him, his tone was light, but his eyes were hard. “You need to loosen up a bit.”
“And the two of you aren’t taking this seriously enough. She’s our mate. And she isn’t here with us, where we can take care of her properly.”
And that killed him. It was eating away at him. Three nights had passed since they’d figured it out. He needed to do something.
Sawyer glared at him. “I take that very seriously. Do you think I like knowing she’s out there, in the middle of a compound surrounded by a bunch of criminals, without my protection? She’s human. Fragile. Anything could harm her. A common cold could kill her for fuck’s sake. I can’t protect her properly while she’s there. But I can keep an eye on her.”
Both Joe and Garret turned to look at him.
“What do you mean?” Joe asked.
“I planted some cameras in her room while she slept,” he said absentmindedly.
“Jesus Christ, Sawyer. Does she know?” Joe asked.
He frowned. “Of course not. I hid them. She’s our mate. We have rights.”
“We don’t have the right to invade her privacy,” Garret snapped at him.
“How would you like it if she did that to you?” Joe glared at him.
Sawyer thought about for a minute then shrugged. “I don’t have anything to hide.”
Joe just shook his head. He knew they’d never get him to see what a grave invasion that was. He would have to ensure that Gigi never found out what Sawyer had done. Or they were all toast.
“It’s for her protection,” Sawyer insisted.