Devotion (Club Destiny #7) (11 page)

As he pulled into the garage of his house, Luke took a deep breath, held it. He was going to have to confront Cole. They were going to have to talk this out. They had to. They both needed more than what they were currently getting, and it was up to them to decide how to make it better. Because that was the only option.

At least as far as Luke was concerned.

As he made his way inside, Luke glanced around, noticing that all of the lights were off which meant Cole and Sierra would be in bed. There were too many nights that he came home to this. Maybe Trent was on to something with the idea of Kane managing the night club. It would free Luke up to be with his family more.

His family
.

That thought had warmth churning in his chest. Sierra and Cole were his family. And soon, they’d be bringing a child into the mix. Even though that thought worried him because he still couldn’t picture himself as a father, it made his heart soar at the same time.

Bear appeared in the doorway and Luke knelt down to pat him before he disappeared into the bedroom for the night.

“Hey, boy. You keeping things under control around here?” His question earned him a lick on his hand and Luke ruffled the hair on Bear’s back before pushing back to his full height. “Keep an eye on things out here, boy. See you in the morning.”

Trying to be as quiet as he possibly could, Luke opened the bedroom door, his eyes taking a few seconds to adjust to the room illuminated by the muted light of the moon through the blinds. When it did, he shut the door and disappeared into the bathroom.

After brushing his teeth, Luke undressed quickly before going back to the bedroom. With as much stealth as he could muster, Luke slid into bed naked, easing one arm over Sierra’s hip. Neither Sierra nor Cole had moved from the position they were in when he came in, so he spooned up behind her, his hand searching until he reached Cole on her other side. Not wanting to wake him, Luke couldn’t help gently squeezing Cole’s thigh, wanting him to know that he was there.

The darkness surrounded him as he lay there, listening to Sierra’s soft breathing, her petite body warm against his. Cole wasn’t making a sound, which meant he was awake. Luke couldn’t bring himself to say anything, no matter how much he wanted to.

Just when he was going to attempt to give in to sleep, Sierra rolled onto her back, her hand sliding over his arm.

“I need you both,” she whispered. “Right now.”

Luke opened his eyes to look at her, her black silky hair spread out around her, highlighted by the streams of moonlight creeping through the blinds. He watched as she pulled Cole onto his back with a gentle hand, looking over at him.

“Come here, baby,” she whispered to Cole and Luke’s heart skipped a beat.

These were the moments that Luke looked forward to. The moments he dreamed about. The three of them together, the world shut outside of their bedroom door, nothing to intrude on their time together. The moments when everything that plagued his mind during the day could be drowned out by the mind numbing pleasure that only these two could bring him.

Cole rolled over onto his right side, now facing Sierra who was between them, and Luke met his gaze, seeing the same frustration still lingering there, even in the darkness. She rolled onto her side to face Cole, and Luke eased up closer to her yet again, pressing his cock against the rounded curve of her ass.

He watched as Sierra slid her hands over Cole’s jaw, pulling him closer as he propped himself up on one arm. His eyes were closed as he kissed her, their lips melding together softly as though they were trying to feel out the moment. Luke ran his palm over the outside of Sierra’s thigh, then over to Cole’s hip, letting his fingers graze his warm skin. God, he loved touching them. The differences between them were significant, and his body knew every one of them, but his heart knew them to be the same.

When Cole’s hand moved over the top of his, Luke stared back at the man, waiting for him to open his eyes. He was still kissing Sierra as he linked their fingers, moving Luke’s hand down until he was brushing over the velvety length of Cole’s massive erection. A breath stuttered in his chest as Cole wrapped his hand around the length of him before stroking slowly. Cole continued to guide Luke’s hand with his own, squeezing firmly as they both stroked his length in tandem.

A growl tore from Cole’s chest as he separated his mouth from Sierra’s, both of them looking over at Luke. Sierra managed to turn toward him, kissing him the same as she had Cole, and Luke tried his best to keep the kiss gentle. With his hand still stroking Cole’s cock, he had a hard time focusing on the gentle part.

He needed them.

The three of them lay there, gently fondling one another while Sierra somehow managed to keep the intensity to a minimum. Luke wanted to be inside of her. His want was quickly morphing into need.

“Inside me,” she whispered against his mouth when the temperature in the room elevated several degrees as their bodies began to burn with the passion they shared for one another. “I need to feel you inside me. Now.”

At first Luke thought she was talking to him, but when he opened his eyes, he noticed she was pulling Cole up against her back, forcing Luke to move his hand. He occupied himself by lifting her leg up, allowing Cole more room to slide between her thighs from behind. Luke propped himself up on one arm, glancing down between her legs as Cole slowly slid inside of her, another groan tearing from his chest.

“Oh, yes. That feels so good. Make love to me, Cole.”

Luke felt his blood pressure spike as he watched, his eyes locked with Cole’s as the man continued to slide gently in and out of Sierra’s beautiful, slick pussy. They’d adapted to her growing belly over the last few weeks, adjusting their positions and eliminating a few just to ensure they didn’t hurt her. Double penetration wasn’t an option, but that didn’t stop Luke from thinking about it.

The vision caused him to growl, and when Cole hooked his arm beneath Sierra’s thigh, Luke let go, cupping her chin as he kissed her mouth lightly before trailing his lips down her body, over the soft swell of her breast, her ribs.

She was facing him so he couldn’t reach her the way he wanted. Repositioning himself, he moved down lower on the oversized bed until he could align his mouth with her sweet pussy, watching as Cole’s cock slid in and out of her, fucking her slowly, his labored breathing evidence that he was quickly heading for the edge. Using one hand, Luke cupped Cole’s balls, gently kneading, reveling in the soft moans as his lover tried to hang on.

“Cole!” Sierra moaned, leaning into Cole more, offering Luke a better angle as he propped himself on one elbow, his fingers sliding between Sierra’s soft, swollen folds until he gently grazed her clit.

“Oh, God!”

Luke leaned forward, swiping his tongue from the top of her slit, down to where Cole was sliding in and out, his tongue easing down Cole’s shaft when he retreated from her body.

“Fuck!” Cole groaned.

Luke continued to tease them both with his tongue, tasting their combined flavors, ignoring his own throbbing erection as he tried to focus on sending Sierra over the edge.

When Cole’s hips began pumping faster, Sierra’s moans getting louder, Luke flicked his tongue relentlessly over her clit until she was screaming their names over and over, her orgasm ripping through her.

“Don’t come yet,” Luke demanded, lifting his head to meet Cole’s gaze. “Not yet.”

They both held on to Sierra as she came down from her climax, but it didn’t take long before she was glancing between them both, a bright smile on her face.

As if she knew what was about to happen, Sierra eased out from between them, moving to Luke’s side of the bed as he crawled over Cole, his hand stroking slowly as he crushed his mouth down on him. Luke might not be the most outspoken when it came to his emotions, but he let Cole feel everything he was feeling in the kiss. Stroking his tongue over Cole’s tongue, slowing as he did, he felt the moment Cole gave in.

Cole’s hands came up to cup his head, holding him close as their tongues dueled, leaving Luke breathless and anxious to be inside of him.

The sound of the drawer on the bedside table closing had him pulling back, resting his forehead against Cole’s, their breaths mingling. Luke eased Cole’s legs apart with his knees until he was kneeling between them. Lifting his head, he stared down at the man he loved as Sierra’s soft, smooth fingers slipped between them, preparing Luke for what came next. The cool brush of her fingers had his cock jumping, his body hardening even more.

“I need to be inside of you,” he whispered to Cole, wanting to express himself, but not sure how. “I want to feel you. All of you. And when I’m inside you, I want your eyes to stay open. Watching me as I fuck you.”

Cole didn’t say a word, nor did he move. There was no acknowledgement other than the way his dark blue eyes locked with his. Luke felt the tension in Cole’s body, and as Sierra moved back, Luke guided his cock until he was lined up with Cole’s ass, sliding the tip in slowly.

Sierra moved up closer to them, her fingers sliding into Cole’s hair as Luke continued to stare down at him. He didn’t thrust hard or fast, although he wanted to. Instead, he maintained a painfully slow rhythm as he pushed forward, guiding himself in deep.

A strangled groan tore for Cole’s chest and his eyes closed.

“Open them,” Luke demanded. “Watch me. Feel me. Right here. Right now. Me and you.” Luke couldn’t stop the words from spilling forth as he impaled Cole completely, the warmth of his body enveloping him. “You feel so fucking good.”

Cole’s hands tightened on his face, his mouth forming a hard line as he tried to thrust upward, to take Luke even deeper. Luke wouldn’t allow him to control the movements. Not this time.

“Fuck me,” Cole groaned. “Luke. Fuck. Please fuck me.”

The plea in Cole’s tone was nearly his undoing. Luke pulled back, forcing Cole to let go of his face as he sat up, lifting Cole’s legs to allow for a better angle. He never broke eye contact with Cole, willing him to feel everything he was feeling.

He maintained a steady rhythm for as long as he could manage. When Cole began stroking his own cock faster, Luke knew they were both about to stumble right over that proverbial edge that they were white knuckling with both hands.

Increasing the pace, Luke looked down, watching as he tunneled in and out of Cole’s tight, hot ass, the heat of his body wrapping around him, pulling him deeper. So good. It was always this good.

“Come for me,” Cole pleaded. “Come inside of me.”

Luke’s eyes moved back to Cole’s holding his gaze as he thrust his hips faster, harder until he was hanging on the edge, barely able to hold himself back. He wasn’t going to come until Cole did.

“Oh, fuck! I’m coming!” Luke watched as Cole’s cock jerked in his hands, the hard ridges of his abs tightening even more as his body tensed.

“I love you,” Luke said the words as his body stilled, spilling himself deep inside of Cole. “Always love you.”

Chapter Ten

“I talked to Trent yesterday.” Luke’s words drifted lazily across the living room, causing Cole to glance his way from his spot on the sofa.

The day had gone by without incident, much to Cole’s relief. After his blow up the night before in Luke’s office, he’d felt guilty for voicing his feelings the way that he did. It wasn’t like him to release his pent up frustration like that, but lately he’d been unable to hold it in.

“About?”

Now that they were home, he and Luke were both lounging on separate couches, staring up at the television screen as a baseball game played without the benefit of sound. Surprisingly, Luke was home early, and Sierra had insisted that the two of them hang out while she made dinner. Cole’s attempted argument was quickly squashed. Hoping that she would let him make dinner so she could put her feet up for a while, he had tried to change her mind, but she refused him.

“I think he wants me to take the club in a different direction.”

That got Cole’s attention, and he sat up straight and turned to face Luke. “What direction?”

Cole didn’t know much about Trent Ramsey, but he did know the back story on how he’d come to be a silent partner in the club. His friendship with Luke and Logan was one of those that formed by happenstance and had solidified over the years, probably mostly due to their similar interests. Cole actually liked the guy, although Luke was a little standoffish when it came to Trent. Due to the man’s career, they didn’t see him much, which didn’t seem to bother Luke in the least.

Cole wasn’t sure whether it was something all Hollywood actors had in common, but Trent was certainly outgoing and didn’t have a problem sharing his ideas. From the little that he did know, Trent was immensely devoted to his work and was pursuing some more behind the scenes activities as it related to movies as well as taking his fair share of the big screen. He was, at least according to Sierra and the other ladies, definitely at the top of the hot list.

Luke sat up and grabbed his beer from the table. “He mentioned breaking the night club and the fetish club apart.”

Cole tossed the information around in his head for a second. It actually wasn’t a bad idea. “And then what?”

“I think he’s a little intimidated by Alluring Indulgence. He’s worried they are direct competition.”

“Did you tell him there was enough space in Texas to occupy both of you without concern?” Cole asked with a chuckle. He didn’t see the competition aspect that Trent seemed to be so bothered by. They were adult sex clubs, and each of them
would
draw certain types of people even if they were similar in many aspects.

“I tried. He doesn’t listen.”

“Well, I don’t see it,” Cole admitted after taking a long pull on his beer. “They’re a resort and, at least from what Travis mentioned the last time, they’re going the whole by invitation only route. Who knows with that guy though, he could change his mind tomorrow.”

Luke grinned and Cole leaned forward, setting his empty beer bottle on the table before leaning back into the soft, brown leather, crossing one ankle over the other knee. “What do you think? Do you want to break them apart?”