Eleven
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Before Sierra could catch her breath, still reeling from the wildly erotic blow job she just witnessed, Luke pushed himself up off of the bed while Cole came down on top of her, pressing her into the mattress. His mouth found hers, fast and hard, his tongue delving deeper while she tried desperately to wrap herself around him.
The ferocity in which they had all three come, albeit individually, left her wondering how they could keep going. But she found her body was primed and ready, her pussy wet and aching to feel one of them inside of her.
She heard the crinkle of a foil wrapper, but she knew it wasn’t Cole because he was still on top of her, both hands braced by her head, keeping him suspended above her so she didn’t burden his full weight. Spreading her legs, she attempted to guide him where she wanted him, only to feel hands pass between them where she assumed Luke was sheathing Cole’s cock with a condom. She couldn’t wait any longer, and the feel of Cole’s rock hard body pressed against hers suffused her with a warmth she wasn’t ready to part with.
Another foil wrapper opened, followed by the distinct sound of a cap being flipped open. Sierra assumed Luke was taking care of the preparations. For what, she didn’t know, but she had a fairly decent idea.
When Cole pulled up from her, breaking their kiss, Sierra attempted to look over his shoulder, but could barely make out Luke’s form standing at the edge of the bed.
“Please. Fuck me!” Sierra pleaded, once again grinding herself against Cole, trying to align them so she could take him into her body where she needed him to be more than she needed her next breath.
“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.
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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.
“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.
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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.
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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.
According to Cole, Logan enjoyed sharing his wife with other men, but he was very selective about who he would allow into their bedroom. His obvious first choice was his twin brother, but since the last night, which Cole hadn’t gone into detail, Luke hadn’t been back to their bed.
Sierra genuinely liked Samantha, and she completely understood Luke’s physical appeal, but aside from the fact that Sierra had shared a bed with two men – something she was still surprised by – she wasn’t into sharing either of them with anyone else. But she couldn’t tell Luke that. He wasn’t the type to take orders from anyone, nor would he take kindly to stipulations, and she would sound like the crazy, jealous girlfriend if she did. So that was out of the question.
Suddenly feeling a little depressed about the state of her newfound relationship, or whatever it was called, Sierra wondered if maybe she should just back off. Was she strong enough to handle a man like Luke? Or Cole? They were both successful, confident men who knew what they wanted and went after it with all that they had. She was living proof of that.
Neither of them had shied away from showing her who they really were, from introducing her to a part of themselves that she knew they didn’t show the world. How many women had they shared between them? Not many, if she had to guess. From what she gathered from Cole, he was generally the third in his sexual exploits, being included with married couples. She could only assume Luke was the same, especially if he had been included in Sam and Logan’s relationship.
God she was crazy. What the hell was she getting herself into? She had spent the last eleven years of her life walking around with a false sense of bravado that was based on her carnal needs and unfulfilled desires. So when it came to a relationship with men like Luke and Cole, she didn’t have any previous relationships to compare this one to. Never had she had the confidence to even attempt to find out more about this lifestyle that she felt was so much a part of her.
She was a coward. And here she was, easily jumping into being with two men, and though she was thrilled with the idea of it, her heart was already searching for more. On top of that, she was just getting her business off the ground, utilizing the small nest egg she had established, but other than that, she didn’t have anything to offer them.
She should just enjoy the sex while she had the opportunity. No strings, no complications. Why did she have to go in search of love? What made her think that Luke or Cole would even feel something for her the way that she already felt for them?
Cole had made reference to it just that morning, but maybe she had been mistaken. Maybe he was talking about the ménage, the fact that he was able to be with Luke, the way he apparently wanted, and she was just the extra that came along with it?
Shit.
She was doing it again. Thinking too damn much.
Forcing herself up and off of the couch, she went back to the bathroom and proceeded to get ready. Maybe, if she spent an hour or so fixing herself up, she could dredge up a little of that self-confidence she seemed to have left on the airplane when she arrived in Vegas.