Temptation (Club Destiny) (13 page)

“Off the bed.” Luke’s husky voice interrupted Sierra’s intention, causing her to still. What were they going to do?

The warmth of Cole’s body disappeared as she was suddenly jerked to the edge of the bed, her butt resting on the side while Cole slipped his arms beneath her knees, spreading her wide.

This was new for her. Hell, everything they were doing was new for Sierra.

“Bend over.” Once again Luke was directing Cole, and he was rearranging himself without reservation, aligning Sierra’s body so he still hovered just out of her reach.

“Just like that.” The satisfaction in Luke’s voice was unmistakable as it rumbled from behind Cole.

Sierra was awash with a heat that threatened to send her over before Cole slipped inside of her. She was torn between wanting to watch as Luke took Cole, the thought making her body tremble and wanting to watch the pleasure on Cole’s face while Luke fucked him so desperately. In the position she was in, she could only focus on the man above her, so Sierra locked her gaze on Cole’s handsome face.

Torn between not knowing what to do and not knowing what she was supposed to want, Sierra waited, anxiously anticipating what would come next. This was new for her, every part of it – from the desperate need that filled her to the ache to be with these two men.

Her nerves were rioting and she wished they wouldn’t give her time to think it through because if her brain was allowed to take over, she knew she would retreat, go back to the comfort she knew from not being with a man, not being in a situation that robbed her of all reason and left her with nothing but desire.

In two seconds she was going to panic, to pull away if they didn’t do something. Instead of waiting, she locked eyes with Cole and issued her own demand.; “Inside me! Now!”

In an instant, Cole shifted, lifting her ass off the bed, her knees bent and hanging over the crook of his arms as he plunged inside of her to the hilt in one swift motion that left her breathless.

She screamed, the invasion so sudden, it was both painful and erotic, each sensation overwhelming the other until they merged as one. Instinct had her body fighting to resist, yet trying to adjust to his size at the same time.

When she attempted to move, Cole gripped her wrists in each of his hands, pinning them to the mattress beside her hips, rendering her immobile. His head lowered as he sucked a nipple into the hot furnace of his mouth sending tingles down her spine and making her internal muscles clamp around him. That earned her a desperate groan rumbling from deep in his chest.

“Hold still, baby.” Cole’s body went instantly rigid as he appeared to be bracing for Luke’s impalement while he was still buried deep inside of her.

Then there was more movement, and she felt Luke’s fingers brush her calves as he gripped Cole’s hips, the bed dipping slightly below her as more of Cole’s weight came down on the mattress, though he was still mindful of his grip on her wrists. How the man managed to think at all with everything that was going on was beyond her.

And then there was blessed friction, movement, though slow and steady, still just what she needed. Cole’s iron hard cock tunneled inside of her in a slow glide; retreating just as slowly at first. She watched his face tense, felt his body harden; only sheer pleasure written on each of his handsome features.

The man was a masterpiece, so hot, so damn sexy; Sierra was nearly blinded by it.

A few more grunts and thrusts and then, somehow, they managed to find a rhythm that rocked Sierra to her core. Cole’s thick cock buried deeper, only to retreat and thrust harder, faster until Sierra lifted her hips to better the angle, her stomach muscles screaming with the motion as she tried to take him further inside of her.

“Fuck yes!” Cole groaned, slipping one hand free to palm her breast, squeezing gently at first, then harder, his thumb and forefinger pinching her nipple, a bright burst of sensual pain shooting directly to her clit, making her muscles tighten.

And then there was only feeling. An overwhelming pleasure that lit her entire body from the inside out, stars danced behind her closed eyelids as she pressed her head into the mattress, letting the sensations wash over her until she couldn’t take any more.

Sierra screamed when her orgasm ripped through her, her body clamping down on Cole as he thrust harder, faster, being rocked by Luke from behind until both men’s groans thundered through the room, sending another orgasm rocketing through her.

Then the darkness took her.

~ * ~ * ~ * ~

Luke awoke to sunlight flooding the room, the feel of a soft body pressed up against his side. Her fresh, clean, feminine scent mixed with the sultry smell of sex that still permeated the air. Rolling to his side, he slid his hand over the rounded curves of the woman in his bed and found himself smiling.

Sierra.

The memories of the night before, the way the three of them had come together, the way they had connected, still shocked him. Despite his need to take Sierra, to bury himself in her tight body, Luke hadn’t been able to make it that far. After Cole and Sierra made him come with their mouths, he’d been overcome with a savage intensity that he feared would cause him to hurt her.

Instead of taking that chance, he’d buried his cock into Cole’s tight ass and hung on while they’d both inadvertently fucked Sierra, Cole having the pleasure of being inside of her while Luke was rocked with the intensity of being inside of Cole again.

As many times as Luke had been part of a threesome, he’d never done that. In fact, Luke had never taken a man so intimately, until Cole. Until the night at Luke’s house when the overwhelming need had been too strong to ignore, the lure of Cole and all of the things the man made him feel had pushed him past the boundaries he’d inadvertently set for himself. Just like the last time.

Until that night, Luke hadn’t realized he had even been attracted to a man in that way. And maybe he just hadn’t found the right man. Deep down inside, he’d felt that with Cole and despite his reluctance to accept it, Luke knew it for the truth that it was.

Despite the intense sexual need and the desire that plagued him, Luke didn’t feel the overwhelming protective instinct for Cole the way he did with Sierra. Maybe that’s because Cole was strong enough that he didn’t need Luke to be protective of him. Sierra, on the other hand, he had a feeling that the woman was easily getting under his skin, though she hadn’t even tried.

Last night, Luke realized that although he enjoyed the pleasure that he found with Cole, he still longed to be buried inside of Sierra’s soft, slender body and to feel the depths of what the woman could give him.

He had refrained.

Afterward, when both he and Cole collapsed on the bed beside Sierra, he had managed to put up that barrier that would inadvertently push Cole away.

Luke might be able to accept the fact that he could find pleasure in Cole’s body, get lost in the heat and urgency, but that didn’t make it any easier to face the aftermath. And Cole must have seen the invisible walls fall into place because after he disappeared into the bathroom, returning moments later with a damp cloth that he gently and effectively used on Sierra, before he disappeared into his own room without another word.

Lying on the bed now, Sierra’s luscious body pressed up against him, Luke knew he needed to get up, to wake Sierra so they could get ready and meet Logan and Sam at the conference. He couldn’t bring himself to do it. Yet. Since the moment Cole slipped from the room, Sierra had been sleeping soundly, and Luke wasn’t anxious to wake her. Instead, he settled on watching her sleep.

She looked so innocent, the dark fan of her eyelashes brushing the tops of her cheeks, the silky, black, tangled tresses spread out around her, a dark contrast against the white sheets.

She was an angel. And she scared the shit out of him.

Luke was startled from his thoughts when he heard the shower in Cole’s room turn on. Doing his best not to wake her, he slipped from the bed and made his way into the adjoining room in time to see Cole’s reflection in the bathroom mirror as his naked form stepped into the shower. Luke was torn between what he wanted and what he shouldn’t want. And that was Cole. His body wanted the man. Fiercely.

Truthfully, Luke was scared shitless about the desires Cole brought out in him. He didn’t feel the need to deny the physical attraction between them. Luke was open to his sexuality, always had been, going after what he wanted for the sheer pleasure of it. Luke wouldn’t deny that he needed variety, and apparently he’d found what he needed in Cole.

Before he knew what he was doing, Luke was in the bathroom, pulling back the shower curtain and climbing in. Cole stood beneath the spray of hot water, his forearms resting against the tile while he leaned his forehead against them.

Need pierced him as he took in the sight of Cole’s strong back, his trim waist and perfect ass.

Unable to say a word, Luke simply moved up against him, pressing his chest to the other man’s smooth, well defined back, sliding his cock between Cole’s legs. The sharp intake of breath was Cole’s only acknowledgement, and when Luke leaned against him, reaching around with his right hand to stroke Cole’s rock hard erection, he gave in to his desires.

“I need you.” Luke stated firmly. Using his left hand, he guided his cock between Cole’s firm ass cheeks, teasing the puckered hole. “Right here. Right now. But I won’t be gentle.” He warned.

Cole nodded his head and leaned further into the wall, giving Luke better access as Cole used his own hand to stroke the steely length of his cock.

Luke made quick work of rolling on a condom, his cock hard as stone and pulsing with the need to be lodged deep inside of Cole again.

He caught sight of a tube of lubrication sitting on the edge of the tub and wondered whether Cole had anticipated this, or if the man had just intended to satisfy himself. Quickly flipping the cap open, Luke squeezed the cool gel over his cock and stroked gently. He was primed and ready, just from the remembered feel of Cole’s welcoming body.

With little finesse, Luke guided his cock into Cole, thrusting hard, burying himself to the hilt, slipping through the tight ring of muscles, the tense grip of Cole’s body milking him. Being inside of him was a pleasure Luke had never known before Cole and one he feared he would never know after.

Cole gasped, pressing back against him, his hand stroking harder and faster along his cock while Luke gripped his hips and pounded into him. Luke’s insides tightened; the tension building, Cole’s body gripping him, pulling him deeper. Grunts and groans erupted, echoing in the small space, barely heard over the sound of running water as Luke thrust deeper.

Until last night, he’d avoided this for two long months, the desperate need to own this man, to take him like this, to unleash all of his desire on one person. The one person who could handle Luke like no one else.

“You’re so fucking tight. I’m gonna come deep in your ass, and you better fucking come with me.” Luke growled, pressing Cole down with one hand on his back as he continued to pound into him. “Come for me, Cole!”

With that, both men growled out their release, the warm water pounding over them as they fought for breath, using all of their remaining energy to continue standing.

Luke slid from Cole’s body, pressing against his back, laying his head against Cole’s, taking a moment to relish the feel of the man. The differences between Cole and Sierra were like night and day, and for the life of him, Luke didn’t understand what he was drawn to. What he did understand was that no matter how hard he pushed, Cole continued to come back. What that ultimately meant, Luke had no idea.

Luke didn’t understand the conflicting feelings; the need to possess Cole – mind, body, and soul. Those feelings piggybacked on his need to have Sierra – the woman he had thought about constantly since the moment he first laid eyes on her. Both of them consumed every waking thought, every conscious desire, and for the life of him, he couldn’t explain it.

As much as he wanted Cole, as much as he was coming to care for him, Luke was scared shitless that it would all be taken away in an instant…the underlying reason Luke kept himself from getting attached, the very real knowledge that the ones you loved could be ripped from your life so easily. Like his parents had been.

Even as a small child, unsure of what it meant to love and lose, Luke vowed never to let anyone get close, never to rely on someone to be there because in the end, what happened to them was out of his control. And he couldn’t bear to lose anyone else.

Sierra brought on the exact same fears. Luke didn’t know her well enough, and he hadn’t pushed her far enough. Last night had been mild compared to what he wanted to do. Although she gave herself over to them both freely, trusting them with her pleasure, Luke still worried that he would scare her. Even though he wouldn’t be able to hold back forever, at least for now he had Cole who didn’t ask any questions.

When Cole turned in his arms, Luke took a step back, surprised when Cole latched on to the back of his neck, pulling him forward until they were just a hairsbreadth away, their foreheads touching. For a second, their roles were almost reversed, and Luke anticipated what Cole was going to say, holding his breath.

“This won’t be over, Luke. I’ll tell you that right now. What’s going on between us, the three of us, this doesn’t fucking happen every day.” There was an intensity to Cole’s words that Luke had never heard before.