Chapter Two
Much to the credit of the club and the particular scene with Mistress Serena, by the time Cole arrived home he was just a little edgy and even more than a little horny. The visuals that continued to play on a loop in his mind consisted of Luke experiencing what it was like to succumb to Cole’s more alpha urges. Then again, the fantasy wasn’t a new one, but tonight it was especially persistent. Not that he expected Luke to give in to that much temptation tonight, but his dick had some ideas on what would work to satisfy them both.
Calling it an early night had been the right call because as soon as they drove out of the parking garage of the club, Sierra started yawning. She was not the type to complain, but Cole could tell by the look on her face that she was exhausted and ready to be off of her feet.
When they walked in the house, Sierra was the first to turn to them, informing them both that she was going to bed. Cole wasn’t going to ask any questions, and based on Luke’s concerned gaze, he wasn’t either.
Bear, Luke’s German shepherd, arrived in the kitchen just in time to follow Sierra as she retreated toward the bedroom. Ever since the three of them had moved in together, Bear had gone from being Luke’s dog, to being Sierra’s protector. He was by her side whenever she was in the house, with the exception of when they went to bed because Luke insisted he not sleep in bed with them. Hell, Cole was more than glad not to have the one hundred pound dog to contend with. It was hard enough with three people, no matter how large the bed was.
They weren’t alone but for a few seconds when Luke peered over at him, a seductive grin tipping his full lips. “Upstairs.”
Considering how subdued they’d been on the drive home, Cole was a little taken aback at the abrupt command, but he didn’t waver from his stance just a few feet away. Daring Luke had become second nature for Cole, and he knew Luke expected it as well.
“You heard me.” The look on Luke’s face said he was as affected by their evening at the club as Cole was.
Without question, Cole fell into his normal submissive role, nodding his head while his dick lengthened and swelled behind his zipper, an ever present throbbing that he knew would be sated if he could maintain some semblance of patience. That was asking a lot at this point. He had no intention of arguing with Luke. Not tonight.
It wasn’t often that they took the opportunity for alone time together, although they were both quick to jump when Sierra offered an invitation for a one on one moment. Granted, those times were rare, but these even more so. The three of them had made it clear that they much preferred their threesome moments, although alone time with one or the other was certainly a nice change of pace.
Cole managed to ascend the stairs without rushing. His cock was hard enough to hammer nails which added some slight discomfort, and he was anxious to free his throbbing cock. Once he was at the top of the stairs, he opened the double doors that led to the large room they used specifically as a playroom. Literally.
The room didn’t contain much more than a massive bed and a sofa, although they did have some second hand bondage equipment that Luke had garnered from one of the abandoned apartments at the club. Luke had taken possession of the items, but they didn’t make a habit of using them. In fact, it had been far too long since they’d actually used the playroom at all. Considering Luke was fond of morning sex, they generally opted to succumb to their desires, just the three of them, long before they even climbed out of bed.
Cole was thrilled by the idea of him and Luke stealing a few minutes alone together. Tonight.
He didn’t have to wait long for Luke to join him. He was staring at the various toys on the wall when he heard the door close with a click. Without turning around, Cole tried to pretend his body wasn’t flashing with a heat so intense, he wasn’t sure he wouldn’t pass out.
“You want me to use one of those on you?” Luke asked.
The heat of Luke’s body infused him as he moved up against his back, the ridge of his erection pressing against his ass. Although he was sure Luke was teasing, Cole wasn’t sure he would be able to answer that. Aside from a couple of spankings that Luke had given Sierra, they’d never engaged in that sort of activity. Bondage – mostly for Sierra’s benefit – was as far as they ventured.
“Answer me,” Luke stated demandingly, a powerful combination of power and passion in just the two words.
Cole nodded his head, not expecting his own answer.
Luke’s arms came around Cole’s waist, his palm rubbing forcefully against the ridge of his cock behind his jeans. He didn’t suppress the groan this time, enjoying Luke’s rough touch. He loved when Luke got worked up to the point he was forceful with him. It didn’t happen nearly as often as it used to though.
“You want to be spanked?”
The question sounded strange to Cole’s ears, and he had to give that some thought. He’d never actually been into pain, even for the sake of pleasure. Thinking about Luke bending him over and using his hand, or even one of the items on the wall, against his ass made his dick throb.
“Do you like when I redden Sierra’s sweet little ass?” Luke asked, grinding the heel of his hand harder against Cole’s cock, making him moan. “One of these days, I might have to do that. Bend you over and redden your ass before I plunge my cock in deep.”
Cole shivered at the thought.
“But, right now, I need you.” Luke’s admission sent a tremor through Cole’s entire body. If only Luke knew how much he needed to hear those words these days.
“Turn around,” Luke commanded and Cole turned obediently as Luke took a step back. “I want to feel your mouth on my cock.”
It would seem they were on the same wavelength.
Unable just to do as Luke told him without some sort of hesitation, Cole met his gaze, making sure his lover saw the opposition in his eyes. He didn’t voluntarily submit to Luke. Neither of them would get off on that. His defiance was his way of pushing Luke and all those months ago, it had worked to bring the two of them closer together.
“I’m going to bury my cock deep in your throat. Then I’m going to bend you over and bury myself so deep inside of you, I’ll be the only thing you know.”
He just wondered whether Luke realized that was the case even when they weren’t intimately together. Cole loved Luke to the depths of his very soul.
“Knees,” Luke said, abruptly moving closer and fisting his hand in Cole’s hair.
Cole gave in to him, lowering himself to his knees at Luke’s feet. He knew he had to give in because it was what they both wanted and truthfully, he wasn’t quite sure how much longer he could torture himself by withholding. He also knew that Luke wouldn’t be able to force him if he didn’t. Cole was physically stronger than Luke. They both knew it, but Luke controlled every part of him and Cole willingly gave himself because he wanted Luke with a passion that defied logic.
Once on his knees, Cole looked up into wicked hazel eyes glimmering with lust, waiting for the next command that he could defy.
“Take my dick out.”
Cole paused briefly before doing as he was told, unbuttoning Luke’s jeans and lowering the zipper, making sure he brushed the back of his hand over the steely length of him.
“Fuck.”
Cole barely heard the word, but he felt the emotion behind it. Luke might be holding himself back most of the time, but when he did give in, Cole could hear the affection in his words.
With Luke’s jeans pushed down over his hips, Cole stroked Luke’s smooth, warm cock slowly, not wanting to rush this. They didn’t share this type of intimacy often, and he didn’t want to waste a second.
“Take me in your mouth.”
Cole met Luke’s eyes before he used his tongue to lave the engorged head, his hand wrapped firmly around the base.
“Oh, fuck,” Luke growled.
That’s exactly what Cole was thinking as he used his mouth to explore Luke’s impressive erection, sucking, licking and teasing while Luke kept his hands firmly entwined in his hair.
Every now and then there was a sharp tingle that shot from his scalp down between his legs as Luke held him still, thrusting into his mouth. It seemed as though Luke wasn’t looking to rush this either by the way that he paced himself.
“Stop!”
Cole reluctantly released Luke’s cock from his mouth, looking up at him expectantly.
“I want to come inside of you.”
Cole knew what that meant. Despite some of the more graphic images that were flitting through his mind, that was precisely what he wanted as well. He wanted to feel that connection that the two of them had when they came together. Sex for the sake of sex between them was a thing of the past. No matter who was topping who, there was more to this than just physical gratification and although Cole needed that, he needed Luke’s love more.
When Luke instructed him to stand up and strip, Cole did as he was told while watching Luke remove his clothes as well. The sight of the man’s well-honed body made his mouth water. Luke was by far the most beautiful man Cole had ever met. Even with his gruff and abrasive nature, Luke made Cole crave more.
As Luke began to stalk him, Cole backed up slowly, not giving in immediately. The smirk that tilted Luke’s mouth made Cole’s breath hitch. God, he wanted to feel his hands on him. All over his body. He wanted to taste Luke’s kiss and to feel the passion that was often repressed when it came to the two of them.
The bed was at the back of his knees by the time Luke approached. Cole watched as Luke used one hand to grasp the back of his neck, pulling him closer until their mouths crashed together, a volcanic eruption igniting in his belly, lighting up all of his nerve endings as Luke’s tongue plunged inside. Cole couldn’t resist, he sucked Luke’s tongue before using his own hands to pull Luke against him, their erections pressing together.
Luke’s moan exploded in his mouth and Cole swallowed every breath, wanting to be closer. He wanted Luke to give in to him, but he knew it wouldn’t happen today.
The kiss intensified as Cole waited for Luke to make the next move. As much as he wanted to look Luke in the eyes when they came together, he didn’t expect that to happen either. The pent up energy he felt coming off of the man was going to result in hard and fast. At this point, Cole was ready to explode just from the brush of Luke’s skin against his own so he couldn’t complain.
“Turn around,” Luke demanded when he broke the kiss. “Get on the bed.”
Cole didn’t say anything as he turned away from Luke, slowly moving onto the bed, anticipation like a fire in his gut. He just wanted to feel Luke.
There was movement and then the bed dipped as Luke crawled between his spread legs. The warmth of Luke’s hand nestled between him and the mattress had Cole shifting to give him better access. As Luke stroked him with one hand, Cole felt the invigorating chill of lubricant as Luke prepared him using two fingers. Before he knew what was happening, Cole was thrusting against Luke’s fingers, using his own hand over Luke’s to stroke his cock faster.
“I want to feel you come. I want to shove my dick in your ass and feel you come on my hand.”
Yes. Fuck yes. Cole didn’t say the words out loud, but he groaned his agreement as he felt his release building.
Luke stopped suddenly, but returned as his cock penetrated his ass, forcing a gasp from him. He was so fucking big. Cole continued stroking himself while Luke slowly slid in deeper before covering his body with his. The warmth of Luke’s breath was against his ear, one strong hand gripping his hip while the other returned to his aching dick.
“You’re so fucking tight. So. Fucking. Tight,” Luke panted and groaned and the words penetrated Cole’s lust filled brain, punctuated by the impact of his hips. He wasn’t going to last.
“Fuck me, Luke. Take whatever you want from me,” Cole told him, not wanting the moment to end but needing more.
“Do you like when I’m buried in your ass?”
Cole nodded, holding his breath as he tried to keep from coming. He knew when Luke started talking, he wasn’t going to be able to resist. It’s what Luke did. He spoke to him, telling him what he wanted and what he needed while encouraging Cole to answer his questions. The deep, grumble of Luke’s voice sent chills down his spine. He loved this man. Whole heartedly loved this man and had come to cherish these very rare occurrences.
“So goddamn tight! Fuck.” Luke continued his verbal litany as his hips continued to pound him from behind.
Cole counteracted the thrusts with his own, sending Luke deeper inside of him as Luke’s body warmed every inch of his skin, starting from the inside out.
“You’re gonna make me come,” Cole ground the words out, accepting the fact that he wasn’t going to be able to hold out much longer. It felt too good. Too perfect. “Fuck me harder.”
Luke’s hips rammed him, his heaving breaths loud in his ear and Cole used his hand to guide Luke’s over his cock.
“Come for me, Cole.”
Sonuvabitch. The combined sensation of Luke’s cock grazing overstimulated nerve endings, his palm stroking him roughly, and the searing heat of his body against his back melded together. Simmering, churning. While his mind tried to process everything at once, Cole lost the ability to refrain, coming hard and fast, triggering Luke’s almost violent eruption inside of him.
Dropping to the bed, Cole absorbed the impact of Luke’s weight as he came down on top of him, both of them fighting to draw in air, their bodies coated in sweat.
“One of these days, I’m gonna be too old for this,” Luke announced with a laugh as he rolled to his side.
“Not if I have anything to say about it.” As far as Cole was concerned, age was just a number, and although he might not be able to gear up for another round as quickly as he used to, he damn sure wasn’t planning to cease their intimate activities anytime in the near future.
“Come here,” Luke’s voice lowered, his tone losing the humor it’d just contained seconds before. Cole rolled to his side, facing Luke, his eyes immediately taking in Luke’s disheveled hair, his lean, muscular build and wondered if he’d been wrong about his recovery time.
Luke reached up, sliding his hand into Cole’s hair, pulling him closer. Their mouths met briefly in a kiss that sent a different sort of sensation fluttering through his insides. This man had the ability to cause sensory overload with just a look, but when he kissed him like that, gentle and soft, Cole was suddenly reduced to a jumble of emotions.
As long as Cole had known Luke, he’d never sensed that he could open himself up completely, but these rare, intimate insights into his soul made him realize they were still moving mountains. He knew it wasn’t easy for Luke, which was why he latched on to these moments, storing them in his memory banks so he could reflect back on them when his doubts seemed to inundate him.
“Mine,” Luke breathed against his lips and Cole answered by sliding his tongue in deep.
Cole was able to recognize that Luke had a different way of showing his love, his inability to say the three worlds that Cole longed to hear freely. There were just times like this when he wished he didn’t need to hear it.