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.

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“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.




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