Temptation (Club Destiny) (14 page)

“You own me,” Cole continued, his voice lowering, “you own every fucking part of me, and I won’t back off this time. From you or from Sierra. Don’t make me.”

The denial Luke had somehow come to terms with roared its ugly head, reminding him of what he didn’t want – or more importantly what he didn’t want to lose.

Before he had a moment to blast Cole with exactly what he thought about the whole thing, Cole pulled Luke to him, crushing his mouth down on his. Luke reluctantly gave in to the kiss, relishing in the hard, masculine feel of Cole’s mouth as they both fought for dominance.

Luke knew who would win the battle, but for the first time in his life, he wasn’t so certain he would also win the war.

~ * ~ * ~ * ~

Sierra woke up alone in Luke’s bed; the sound of water running in the next room had her stirring until she couldn’t fall back asleep. Instead of tossing and turning, aching for the loss of the warm body she had been curled up against all night, she ventured into the next room, just to see where Cole and Luke were. What she found rooted her in place and stole her breath.

Through the sheer shower curtain the outline of two masculine forms were visible, Luke behind Cole, thrusting deep and hard. Overwhelmed by the sheer eroticism of the act, the warmth of her juices trickled between her thighs as she looked on, fascinated. Although their words were muddled by the sound of running water, she heard their desperate male cries of release loud and clear.

She should have stepped out of the bathroom, should have given them the privacy they deserved, but she couldn’t tear her eyes off of the sight before her. When Cole turned in Luke’s arms, the words he said much clearer than only moments before, Sierra’s heart practically stopped beating.

What’s going on between us, the three of us, this doesn’t fucking happen every day. You own me, you own every fucking part of me, and I won’t back off this time. From you or from Sierra. Don’t make me.

Though her body had succumbed to the pleasure the night before, shutting down completely, Sierra’s mind hadn’t been so easily deterred. During fits of sleep, waking to find that she wanted to get closer to Luke, her sleepy brain wondering where Cole had gone, Sierra had had dreams about the two men.

As much as she wanted this to be strictly casual, her heart fearful of what damage two powerful men like Luke and Cole could inflict on it, she wasn’t able to grasp the concept. Having only been intimate with them for a few hours, Sierra found that she was starting to want more. Likely a huge mistake, but an emotion she couldn’t quell.

The confirmation from Cole’s mouth that what she had felt the night before was not something she was experiencing alone left her feeling elated, a flash fire of hope burning in her chest. Granted, Luke hadn’t said a word, but he didn’t have to. She had seen it in his eyes the night before, the way he had looked at her told her more than words ever would. All of this she had garnered from a man she knew so little about.

Sierra wasn’t sure if she had made a sound, but the shower curtain suddenly pulled back, and Luke stuck his head out, his hand reaching for her until she was stumbling forward, being pulled into the steamy shower between both men, the sheet she had wrapped around herself dropping to the cool tile floor, forgotten. Her heart drummed double time, and she couldn’t hold back the smile, even though she was worried that they would be upset that she had been standing there, invading their private moment.

“It’s your turn, baby.” Luke whispered as she was pulled back against Cole’s rock solid chest while Luke went to his knees in front of her. “I’ve wanted to do this all damn night.”

“Oh, God. What are…” She swallowed the rest of the words on a moan as Cole swiftly lifted her against him, cupping her rear as she braced her feet on the sides of the tub.

When Luke buried his face between her legs her muscles went lax, and she was grateful that Cole held more of her weight. A quick rearrangement of bodies had Luke shifting her legs up over his shoulders, kneeling before her as he feasted on her sensitive pussy.

“Did you like what you saw?” Cole asked as he nipped the delicate skin of her neck while Luke did unspeakable things with his mouth, his tongue buried deep inside of her, thrusting slowly. “Does it turn you on to watch Luke fuck me? To take me with the same overwhelming desire that I’ve taken you with?

“Yes.” She wouldn’t lie, and she wouldn’t avoid the questions. She had liked what she saw. The raw passion between these two men was a turn on like no other. Seeing the way they held themselves back, yet gave themselves freely made her long to belong, long for them to look at her the same way that they did each other.

“Luke!” Sierra screamed his name as he sucked her clit into his mouth and thrust two fingers inside of her, curving them at just the right angle, stroking the sensitive tissue that would guarantee her orgasm. He was moving quickly, forcing her to the precipice, but she didn’t want it to end. She tried to press harder against his mouth, to increase the friction of his wicked tongue, but he held her in a position that allowed her little movement. He controlled her pleasure.

Cole pushed her hair aside and latched on to the skin at the base of her neck with his lips, sucking roughly, an apparent erogenous zone she was completely unaware of. Sierra saw stars. The world erupted in a whirlwind of color and sensation as she exploded; her orgasm was so powerful, she was grateful both men were holding her because she would have collapsed to the floor without them.

Moments later, once again standing on her own two feet, they were washing her, then themselves, and before Sierra had fully come back down to earth, Luke was carrying her from the shower, wrapped in a fluffy white towel. He laid her gently on the bed and then climbed over her.

“If we had more time this morning, I would bury my cock deep inside of you just to feel that sweet, warm pussy wrapped around me.”

Sierra couldn’t help it, she moaned, the mental image bringing her body quickly to life again.

“Later, baby. I promise.” Luke whispered and then kissed her softly, tenderly before he climbed off of the bed and went in search of clothes.

Sierra rolled over onto her side and watched his beautiful, masculine form as he moved effortlessly around the room, completely comfortable with his nudity. He was perfection, and Sierra knew she was falling hard and fast for a man who liked to hold himself back in every way that counted, other than with sex.

She glanced over at the clock, realizing they needed to be at the conference in less than thirty minutes, and it took nearly half of that just to dry her hair. Bolting up off of the bed, she wrapped the towel tightly around her while she searched for her clothes. She needed to get back to her room so she could get ready.

As she pulled on her jeans, unable to locate her panties or bra, Luke came up behind her with his shirt and slipped it over her back. She stood upright, sliding her arms into the sleeves, the soft cotton smelling faintly of that sultry cologne he favored, but more of the unique man. Although the shirt dwarfed her completely, she managed to button three of the buttons before she went to the door, her shoes in hand.

“I’ll be ready in thirty minutes. If you and Cole need to go over beforehand, I can find my way.” She gripped the door handle but not before Luke had her bracketed between his arms and the door. Turning in the circle of his arms, she looked up at him and smiled.

“We’ll wait. You’ve got time.” He whispered, and then leaned down and kissed her again, another sweltering hot kiss that spoke of promises and hot orgasmic sex. God, she would never get enough of this man.

Nodding her head, she pulled open the door and peered out. Seeing that the hallway was empty, she ran to her door and let herself in.

Though she had just spent the night with Luke and Cole, she wanted nothing more than to get right back to them as fast as she could.

~ * ~ * ~ * ~

Friday passed quickly. Luke, Cole, and Sierra spent the day talking to vendors and potential clients, as well as managing to have lunch together, all three of them. Tonight they were all invited to dinner for XTX at a Brazilian steakhouse located on Las Vegas Blvd. Sierra had rushed back to the hotel, leaving both men to finish up at the conference, despite their arguments that at least one of them should accompany her back.

Well, that would have been nice, but she feared it would also be a distraction she could ill afford. During the thirty minutes she’d garnered that morning to get ready, she had managed to get presentable enough to spend the day walking and talking with vendors from all over, but tonight… Well, tonight she needed a little extra time.

Luke mentioned that, after dinner, they would likely go to one of the prestigious nightclubs Vegas was famous for, and Sierra wanted to dress up. She was a girly girl to her marrow, and since she had not one, but two men she was trying to impress, she figured she would go all out.

Once inside of her hotel room, she stripped and jumped into the shower. She wasn’t in a rush since Cole had told her that they had at least two hours before dinner, but Sierra didn’t want to waste any time.

As she stood under the warm spray, she remembered what had happened that morning, specifically what she had watched happen. She felt a zing of pleasure course through her womb at the remembered way Luke had taken Cole in the shower, and then the words Cole had spoken afterwards. Was she crazy to think that something could actually come of this, other than mind blowing sex? Knowing Luke for only four days made her feel a little overzealous about the potential for this to turn into a lasting relationship.

Maybe it was hope, or maybe it was insanity. Either way, Sierra felt something for both of these men, and if the way they looked at her was anything to go by, she didn’t think this was casual on their part either.

From what she gathered during her brief conversations with both men, Luke and Cole had known each other for approximately five years, but until recently hadn’t gotten close. Even though Luke hadn’t admitted anything to her specifically, Sierra was under the impression that Cole managed to satisfy Luke’s sexual urges. She longed to be included in that.

Working conditioner through her hair, Sierra remembered the way Luke had looked last night, the vulnerability she was sure she recognized in his beautiful eyes. She might not know much about him, but she knew intuitively that he wasn’t one to leave himself susceptible to emotion unless he wanted to be. Perhaps she was being naive, thinking that he would possibly feel something for her more than just an easy lay, or someone he could have fun with for a little while.

Sierra wasn’t into casual sex, never had been, which was why she had chosen not to be with another man since her ex-husband. When she and Brian married, they had been young and incredibly stupid, but they had genuinely cared for one another, and he had been the first and only man she had ever given herself to, until last night.

Even if she and Brian weren’t looking for the same things out of life, or even out of their relationship, when they said their vows, they had meant every word. Brian might have been intimidated by her aggressiveness in the bedroom, or more importantly, her need to be controlled, but he had never been cruel. Sure, he had told her in no uncertain terms that he couldn’t give her what she wanted, but he did it gently, although she had felt like an abomination thanks to his rejection.

And then, they had gone their separate ways.

Sierra never shared her innermost thoughts with anyone after that. Not one person, aside from Luke and Cole, knew her desires. And until Luke had told her that he wasn’t into playing games, Sierra had been misguided in how she had approached him. Just one look into his eyes told her everything she needed to know about the man. He was strong, masculine, and utterly alpha, but he was also tender, and just as exposed as the next person when it came to matters of the heart.

She got the impression that he was guarded, and he had reason to be. Luke needed something more than he showed the world. He was demanding, and she felt the underlying aggression that flowed steadily just beneath the surface; his need to protect himself from anyone who might expect too much from him. That would explain his desire to be a participant in other people’s relationships, rather than to have one of his own.

The same went for Cole.

Except with Cole, Sierra knew he was more open to expressing his feelings. He didn’t hide who he was or what he wanted. From the outside looking in, he appeared just as dangerous, just as closed off as Luke, but she saw it in the way he looked at Luke. He had come to the point in his life where he needed something more. She just wasn’t sure if Luke had come to that point yet.

Rinsing the conditioner from her hair, then lathering up and scrubbing her body puff over herself, Sierra finished in the shower and resumed getting dressed in her room. Allowing the steam to dissipate from the bathroom, she pulled on her silk robe and sat on the couch for a few minutes, glancing out at the strip.

Her mind drifted to a conversation she had heard earlier in the day between Logan and Sam. They were talking about Luke, and from what she overheard, the two of them were talking about inviting him to their bed again.
Again.

Something dark and possessive had taken root in her soul. Dark enough that she had asked Cole about it when they had taken a break to sate a much needed afternoon caffeine fix.

Cole reassured her that although Luke had been involved with Sam a time or two, nothing had happened between them for at least two months that he knew of. He didn’t go into detail about the actual incidents, but she understood a little more about Logan and his own kinks. Being Luke’s identical twin, she wasn’t sure why she hadn’t seen it before.