Devotion (Club Destiny #7) (29 page)

Sierra began to moan in earnest and Cole knew she was close, he just didn’t know whether Luke was going to let her take the edge off yet or not.

“That’s it, baby,” Cole encouraged her. “Fuck his fingers. Come for us, Sierra.” Cole helped her along by wrapping his arms around her and pinching and tweaking her nipples as Luke watched on. “So fucking pretty,” he crooned in her ear and she cried out. “Make her come, Luke. I want to watch her come in your mouth.”

Apparently his words did it because Sierra’s scream rent the night air as her body stilled, her smooth, graceful muscles tensing and flexing. God she was so fucking pretty when her orgasm consumed her. So damn pretty, he wanted to watch Luke do it again.

So Cole suggested as much.

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An hour later, Luke’s balls were damn near ready to explode. Not only was he sporting an erection that could easily rival a steel pipe, he was so damn ready to come he could barely see straight. After he and Cole managed to get Sierra off several times, she insisted on ruthlessly teasing them, but never letting them come which wouldn’t have bothered him so much, except it was beginning to get a little painful.

“I’m going to take a shower,” Sierra told them when they walked in the back door.

“A shower?”
Was she fucking kidding?
Was she torturing him on purpose?

“Yes. Want to join me?” she asked coyly, her sexy little ass swaying back and forth as she walked toward the master bedroom. Completely and deliciously naked.

“Fuck yes,” he growled, glancing over at Cole who was already in motion. Apparently Cole wasn’t much for waiting either.

The shower was large enough to afford them plenty of space and Luke found himself crushed between Sierra’s softness and Cole’s hardness, the difference between their skin textures driving him insane. He no longer had to wonder what Sierra had come to the bedroom to do because the second he walked through the door, he felt as though he’d been transported to another realm.

Candles in various shapes and sizes lined every available surface, their tips glowing and dancing, bouncing off of the mirrors and dousing the room in a soft, mellow glow. Music streamed from who knew where, a sexy, jazzy tune that didn’t help Luke’s heightened state in the least.

It was painfully clear that Sierra was more intent on the buildup than she was to getting to the finish line and Luke fought to keep himself from begging them to move this along. The smell of jasmine and vanilla spiced the air as Sierra poured a handful of body wash into her hands before slowly gliding her fingers over his chest while Cole stood behind him, his arms weaving around his lower body, his rough, wet hands stroking his cock slowly.

Within minutes, Luke was ready to beg them to finish him off, which they obviously had no intention of doing. The torturous way they played him, using hands and lips and teeth had put him on edge, damn near to the point of pain. It was both exquisite and downright agonizing.

By the time they were finished with the most sensual shower he’d ever experienced, Luke wasn’t sure he was going to make it much longer without taking matters into his own hands. Literally.

Not only had they teased him with their hands, they’d tortured him as they did the same to one another, forcing Luke to watch as Cole washed his own body, taking extra care to stroke his soapy cock longer than Luke knew was necessary. It was almost like the two of them were working together to drive him insane.

Cocking his head to the side, Luke studied them for a second. Was that what they were doing? Were they ganging up on him?

“Hold up,” he barked, stopping Sierra in her tracks as she leisurely dried herself off.

Her little eyebrow darted up, and Luke knew the answer before he even asked the question. They were holding back. They were getting him all worked up and holding back on him, probably because they thought he was going to freak out. Or worse. Run.

Cole stood to his full height, his deliciously tanned skin glistening from the remaining water droplets, staring at him as though he were about to burst into song and no one would know what to do with him.

Enough was enough.

Gripping his cock firmly, Luke began stroking himself as he stared at Cole. “Come here.”

Cole hesitated a fraction of a second before taking slow, measured steps toward him until he was standing within inches.

“On your fucking knees,” Luke growled, glaring at Cole. That aggression that he’d suppressed for so long was rearing its ugly head, and by God, Cole was going to be his outlet. He’d refrained from this for far too long and ever since the day Cole had tied him to the bed, he’d been dreaming about what would happen when they both unleashed their pent up tension. There were going to be fireworks unlike anything they’d ever known.

The only muscle in Cole’s body that moved was the one in his jaw that flexed as he stood absolutely still. He was just as worked up, yet he’d been holding back.

Luke took a step forward, closing the gap as Sierra moved around to stand behind him. “Remember what I told you earlier?”

Cole looked like a statue, the only thing giving him away was the way his eyebrows cocked as though he were trying to think about which part Luke was referring to.

“I asked you if you wanted to top me,” Luke reminded him. “Is that still the case?”

“More than anything,” Cole said with an answering growl.

Luke leaned in close, reveling in the feel of Sierra’s soft, smooth hands flowing over the muscles in his back. “Then. Fucking. Do. It.”

As though a switch had been flipped, Cole’s hand snaked out, sliding into Luke’s hair, and he pulled his head down hard. Their mouths crashed together, and Cole never loosened his grip, but Luke fought the urge to grab him. He would prove to them both that he could hand over the control he held close to his chest at all times. Maybe not to just anyone, but Luke would willingly give them exactly what they wanted. If they wanted to own his pleasure, then he would give them the opportunity.

Ragged breaths filled the air as the kiss consumed them both, Cole’s body rigid and ungiving as he owned Luke’s every desire from that moment onward.

When Cole pulled away, their eyes met once more, turbulent desire reflecting back from the midnight blue orbs. Luke bit his tongue, doing his level best not to demand what his body was so desperately in need of.

“On your fucking knees,” Cole growled low and intent and a spark of lust the likes of which Luke had never known speared him. Cole’s firm grip in his hair held tight as he used the unleashed power in his arms to force Luke down to his knees.

Sierra’s sharp inhale had Cole glancing over at her, but Luke didn’t turn. He couldn’t. He was fucking mesmerized by the demand in Cole’s voice, the need in his grip. Never would he have thought he’d give in to this. Hell, he never expected to want it, but he wanted to hand over the reins for a little while. As long as Cole wanted to take them, he’d willingly let go.

“On the bed,” Cole instructed Sierra as he stood stone still with Luke now kneeling in front of him.

Luke felt rather than saw Sierra as she stepped away slowly, climbing up on the oversized bed.

“I want to watch you play with your pretty little pussy while Luke sucks my dick,” Cole added, and another sharp pang of intense desire raced through Luke’s veins.

Damn, where the hell has
this
Cole been? This was an entirely different side of a man he thought he knew so well. A side he could quickly get used to.

Cole’s fist tightened in his hair and another bolt of pleasure/pain ricocheted through him, making his dick harder than steel and begging for attention.

“I want to see your lips wrapped around my cock. I’m gonna watch you suck my dick, but I’m not gonna come in your mouth.”

Luke tried to nod, unsure when he’d fully relinquished control, but it was gone. All of it. He was as submissive as he’d ever been and eager to please this man. His lover.

The smooth head of Cole’s cock brushed against his lips and Luke opened instinctively, his eyes locked with Cole’s as he slid his tongue over the satiny tip. A bead of moisture clung to the tip and Luke lapped it up before reaching for Cole’s shaft with one hand.

“No hands,” Cole barked. “I want your mouth. Only your mouth.”

Luke barely restrained the growl that rumbled in his chest. Cole owned him, every part of him, and he suddenly wanted everything he could give him. Memories of the time Cole had tied him up assaulted him and Luke suddenly wanted to be on the bed, flat on his back with Cole’s impressive body pressing him into the mattress. He wanted to witness his strength, to feel the delicious weight of his body, to look into his eyes as the man took him to places he’d never imagined he’d go.

Dropping his hand, Luke used his lips, teeth and tongue to pleasure Cole as they settled for an intimate stare off.

“I love watching my dick slide in and out of your lips. The heat of your mouth consuming me,” Cole mumbled.

He broke eye contact with him to look up at Sierra, and although Luke couldn’t see her, he could imagine what she looked like. Her long, black hair spread out around her as she propped herself on a pillow, her fingers teasing her clit. Watching her bring herself pleasure was one of the hottest things Luke had ever witnessed and he was disappointed he couldn’t see her now.

Cole’s thrusts increased as he held Luke’s head immobile, driving his cock deeper until Luke felt the flared head at the back of his throat. He fought the urge to gag, not wanting to disappoint Cole because at that moment, he knew that his pleasure was going to be found in Cole getting his. This side of the coin was much different from what Luke was used to, but with Cole at the helm, he felt as though this was exactly where he was supposed to be.

“Fuck.” Cole jerked his head, ramming his cock deep but slowing. “Keep that up, and I won’t last.”

Luke wanted him to come, but he was torn between wanting to send his lover over the edge now and waiting until he could feel him buried inside of him. Surprisingly, he wanted the latter much more than he expected. He’d dreamed about it lately, waking up with his dick in his hands and a hard on that he knew would never be sated until Cole took exactly what he wanted.

The feeling was surreal and goddammit, Luke was fucking tired of waiting, but he knew he couldn’t pick and choose what he could control. His patience was wearing thin after what Sierra had put him through earlier and since he and Cole had talked in the living room, he’d been ready for this.

Cole stopped thrusting, holding Luke’s head still but tilting it so their eyes met once again.

“It looks like our woman needs some attention.”

Luke nodded, unsure what he was even trying to relay, but he was more than willing.

When Cole let go of his hair, Luke stood to his feet, and he turned to face Sierra. His cock pulsed when he noticed what she was doing. A purple vibrator in her hand, she was teasing her clit as she stared over at the two of them, her bottom lip between her teeth. She was hanging by a thread and Luke was more than ready to make her come again.

“My turn to watch,” Cole stated firmly. “Eat her pussy while she sucks you.”

Luke could easily get onboard with that. Anything to get him closer to Sierra was in all of their best interest. He only hoped he could keep from coming when her talented mouth took hold of him.

They were undoubtedly testing his limits tonight. Luke just prayed he could outlast them. He’d always managed before, but then again, he’d never had them gang up on him like this.

Fuck. He hated tests.

Chapter Twenty Nine

 Once they were situated on the bed, their bodies seemingly twisting and contorting until the perfect position was reached so that oral pleasure was the optimal goal, Sierra was vibrating with need. Sixty nine was one of her favorite sexual positions.

Watching her men and the way they found pleasure in one another was so damn hot, she was surprised she hadn’t come ten times already. She knew her patience was being tested tonight. If anything, Cole was unquestionably the most patient out of the three of them and tonight he was clearly in control. Something she fully intended to reenact on multiple occasions in the future.

The man was intoxicatingly sexy, but when his true alpha side dominated, he was a force to be reckoned with and her body reacted to his authority in cataclysmic proportions.

Luke hovered above her, his thick cock begging for her attention, and she wasted no time, wrapping both hands around the base and feeding him into her mouth as she tried to keep it slow. With his mouth doing wicked things between her thighs, it took a tremendous amount of effort to focus on bringing him the utmost pleasure. She didn’t want to make Luke come yet, but in this position, he had more control than she did. He pumped his hips, driving his cock into her mouth as she angled her head to take all of him, moaning as she did.

Cole found the items she’d bought specifically for this encounter, wanting nothing more than to please Luke in every way possible. From beneath Luke’s massive body, Sierra could see Cole clearly, their eyes speaking all of the words neither of them could say. As much as she tried to convince herself this was about them, it was just as much for her.

Seeing her men together, knowing that they’d finally overcome the last hurdle that would bring them as close as physically possible was something she’d only dreamt about. Since the day she met Luke, he’d been running from this side of himself. It took long enough for him to accept the fact that he actually loved Cole, even though he tried to convince himself it was just lust. No way in hell did two people look at one another the way they did if it was just lust.

Sierra released Luke’s cock from her mouth, sliding her tongue down his shaft then over his balls, laving them with her tongue before taking one, then the other into her mouth. The way Luke moaned against her sensitive flesh had her bucking beneath him, trying to grind her clit against the perfect friction of his tongue. He was holding back, keeping her perched on the razor sharp edge as her body burned for that little push that would ignite the steady flame into a wild inferno. He wasn’t going to give it to her though. She knew him too well. Knew that her teasing in the hot tub had earned her some payback and Luke’s punishment was always of the most exquisite nature.