Devotion (Club Destiny #7) (34 page)

As she followed Logan into the room, she noticed the flogger in Xander’s hand and an unfamiliar heat penetrated her core. Apparently she was turned on by the idea of the sex toy, but Sam had absolutely no idea why. Nor did she have any idea what they were doing in this room with Xander and his date.

Before she could turn to Logan and ask, the door closed behind them, and she looked up – way up – into the incredibly handsome face of Xander Boone, and it dawned on her just what they were about to venture into.

Sam had only one question…

Did he intend to use the flogger on her or was he reserving that for his date?

Epilogue

“Did you sign the contract yet?” Cole asked Luke when he passed through the kitchen a few days after their soft opening at the club.

They’d managed to slow down significantly since that day, enjoying some time together without the hassle of work, still riding a high from that night. And the days and nights that followed. As far as Luke was concerned, they seemed to be in the honeymoon stage. He certainly wasn’t complaining.

“No,” Luke answered gruffly, biting the inside of his cheek to keep from smiling. “I’ve read them, but I have one concern.”

Cole stopped abruptly, but then again, Luke had practically predicted his response. If he knew Cole, he knew the man was thinking this was Luke’s typical reaction.

“Something wrong?”

Luke knew Sierra and Cole had gone through a lot of trouble to get the contracts drawn up. Not only had he been surprised with the idea that they could have a legally binding relationship, quite frankly, he’d been a little stunned by the amount of work that went into them. At this point, they were working to have the two separate contracts merged into one, but there was one point that Luke wanted addressed before they sent it off.

“Yes,” he told Cole truthfully. It wasn’t anything bad, although the grim look on his lover’s face told him that he was expecting the worst.

The contracts were fairly simple, outlining the details of assets acquired before and during the relationship, acknowledgement of children within the relationship, and various other legal stuff mainly related to possessions. There weren’t any firm stipulations or any odd requests from Sierra or Cole, which Luke didn’t find surprising at all. They weren’t demanding people. The basic intention of the contract was to acknowledge their relationship legally which in turn would help to soothe some of the insecurities that even Luke knew needed soothing.

Sierra walked into the room a moment later, and she stopped right in between him and Cole. “Something wrong?”

“Maybe,” Cole said with a glum expression.

Apparently he was waiting for the other shoe to drop. Luke wasn’t going to tell him that they couldn’t have been more secure in that moment than ever before. He’d find out soon enough.

“What is it?” Sierra asked as she turned to face Luke. Obviously she knew whom the source was, which seemed rather amusing, and Luke had to cover up a chuckle with a cough.

“There’s something missing from this contract, and I’m not interested in signing it until it gets corrected.” Luke put his pen down on the table and leaned back in his chair, his stern expression filling in the blanks for them.

Sierra nodded, appearing concerned as she moved closer to him to glance down at the papers spread out on the table in front of him.

“I can have the lawyer address it,” she said without even knowing what he was referring to.

Luke gripped her hips and pulled her down onto his lap suddenly, and her startled squeal made him laugh. He managed a serious expression once again as he watched her face.

“We’ve made the decision that all children within this relationship would bear both of our last names,” Luke began, feeling both Sierra’s and Cole’s gazes focused intently on him. “That doesn’t solve the issue of Sierra’s last name though.”

Sierra glanced up at him at the same time Cole lowered himself into the chair across the table. They both seemed incredibly interested in where this was going.

“I want Sierra to share the same last name as the children. I want her to take
our
last names,” he explained to them both before turning to address Sierra directly, cupping her face gently. “Baby, I want you to have my last name.”

When her chin started to tremble and the sudden sheen of moisture filled her eyes, he pulled her flush against his body, wrapping his arms completely around her. “Is that too much to ask?”

“No,” she sobbed against his chest. “It’s more than I could ever ask for.”

Luke swallowed the lump of emotion that had become a fairly frequent visitor in recent weeks. He wanted more than anything for Sierra to have their last names. This seemed like the only option as far as he was concerned.

A few seconds later, Sierra pulled away, wiping her eyes with the heels of her hands and then smiling back at him, a question already formed in her mind if her gently raised eyebrows were anything to go by.

“Now I have a question,” Sierra stated.

Luke cocked an eyebrow, letting her know he was already expecting it. He loved that this woman was an open book. Although, he had to give her credit because she’d absolutely shocked both him and Cole at the club with her impromptu relationship ceremony.

“The two of you are wearing my rings, and I’m wearing yours. Will you be exchanging rings to signify your relationship?”

Luke stared at Sierra for a moment. Blazing blue eyes boring into his. He hadn’t expected to have this conversation today, although it was one he’d given a significant amount of thought to.

Cole cleared his throat absently, but Luke didn’t glance over at him.

“No,” he replied to Sierra and out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the way Cole leaned back in his chair, apparently waiting for him to continue.

“No?” Sierra asked in all seriousness.

“We already have rings,” he explained.

“So if not rings, how do you propose you do that?”

“How else?” he asked, seeing if she was going to guess.

“I have no clue, Luke,” Sierra laughed, smacking him on the chest. “That’s why I’m asking you.”

“I was thinking more along the lines of tattoos.”

Sierra glanced back at Cole as though waiting for him to approve, but Luke saw the smirk on his face. It was true, Cole’s entire body was a blank canvas, but Luke was more than ready to get him inked. The thought of seeing him with a mark that reflected their love for one another while he was buried to the hilt inside of his powerful body had Luke’s cock reacting eagerly.

“Do you have a design in mind?” Sierra asked.

Luke grinned at her and then over at Cole. “I do.”

“When?” Cole asked.

“As soon as you’re ready,” Luke growled as the image continued to form in his mind. He wasn’t interested in wasting any more time.

“Wait, before you run off and do that, I want to see what you’re talking about,” Sierra exclaimed, standing. She reacted as though Luke was going to drag Cole out of the house at any minute, which, honestly, didn’t sound like a bad idea.

Luke stood, realizing that the evidence of his arousal was now front and center. Pretending that he wasn’t aching to take this conversation in an entirely different direction, Luke headed toward his office while the two of them followed close behind.

Picking up the image he printed a couple of days ago when the idea began to fester in his brain, Luke turned to face them. Holding it out in front of him, Sierra easily swiped it out of his hands, a huge grin on her face.

“So where do you plan to get it?”

 “Across our backs,” he explained, realizing he was getting more and more worked up. Luke’s erection began to throb as he once again envisioned the ink across Cole’s back, staring back at him.

“Is it going to be the same on both of you?” Sierra asked, not waiting for an answer before turning to Cole. “Take your shirt off, I want him to show me where he wants this to go.”

Cole tilted one eyebrow at Luke suggestively and lifted his t-shirt, pulling it over his head and setting it on the edge of the desk before turning around so that his back was facing them.

Luke moved forward at the same time Sierra did, his hands vibrating slightly from the sight of Cole’s beautiful body. He knew exactly where the image was going to go. Sierra handed him the paper before placing her hands on Cole’s naked back.

Cole hissed out a breath.

“Sorry. Are my hands cold?” she asked Cole, seemingly oblivious to the fact that she was instigating something that they weren’t going to be able to control.

“No,” Cole growled.

Sierra began tracing the outline of the image that Luke was holding across Cole’s back. The subtle shift of Cole’s body and the way his hands fisted at his sides caught Luke’s attention. He was feeling it too.

“I want the yin yang symbol to be the base. We’ll both have that. However, the dragon will be on him,” Luke said, moving in closer, placing his palms against Cole’s back, outlining the area he was thinking. “I’ll have the tiger on me.” Luke moved his hands showing how the tiger would be positioned differently.

Sierra glanced up at Luke, then back to Cole’s bare skin. “Basically, if you were to overlay it then you’d see the whole picture, right?”

“Right.”

Luke didn’t take his hands off of Cole.

“Why on your backs?” Sierra asked, taking a step back. “Take your shirt off, I want to see.”

Luke quickly shed his shirt, not answering Sierra’s questions as he gave in to the inevitable. Regardless whether the woman realized what she was doing, they were all three about to get naked. Right there in his office.

Quickly returning to Cole, Luke pressed his chest against his back, leaning in close to his ear. “I’m going to be inside you in just a few minutes, I promise you that.” He kept his voice low, the words only meant for Cole’s ears.

“I’m banking on it,” Cole replied just as softly.

It was Luke’s turn to hiss when Sierra’s hands made contact with his back, her fingers tracing the outline of what the tattoo would look like. When he thought he couldn’t take anymore, Sierra placed her lips against his skin and his body hardened even more.

Apparently she was feeling the heat churning in the otherwise still air. Or maybe she had this planned all along.

“Your turn,” Cole said, reaching behind Luke and grabbing Sierra’s shirt, pulling her until she was stumbling back in front of him. “Little minx.”

Luke slid his arms around Cole’s waist, reaching for the button on his jeans as he ground his erection into Cole’s firm ass. He flipped the button, then eased the zipper down before sliding his palm down Cole’s washboard stomach until he was able to wrap his hand around Cole’s iron hard cock.

Sierra laughed, pretending she didn’t have a clue what Cole was talking about and Luke watched the interaction as he stood behind Cole, stroking him roughly.

“Strip,” Cole ordered Sierra and a flash of desire sparkled in her ice blue eyes.

Without further hesitation, Sierra quickly slipped off her t-shirt and then her jeans.

“All of it,” Cole ground out as he began thrusting his hips, forcing Luke to stroke him harder.

Sierra teased them as she removed her bra and panties, turning around to give them a breathtaking view of her magnificent ass.

“On the desk,” Cole demanded.

The way Cole had taken the reins made Luke that much hotter. He liked this side of him, although he still looked forward to those times when Cole would submit to him.

Like right now.

“Take your jeans off,” Luke growled in Cole’s ear as Sierra moved into place.

Once she was sitting on the edge of the large oak desk that stood proudly in the middle of the room, Luke shed his jeans almost as quickly as Cole did.

“Fuck, baby, you’re wet,” Cole groaned as he moved in place between her legs, his fingers sliding through her glistening pink folds.

Luke alternated between watching Cole slide his fingers inside of Sierra and trying to find the bottle of lube that he kept in a safe place in his office. One never knew when it would be needed.

Once he had what he needed, Luke alongside Cole between Sierra’s spread thighs. “We need to taste you,” Luke said as he lifted one of her legs, opening her wide and giving him room to stand beside Cole.

His eyes met Cole’s and they both zeroed in on her with their mouths until she was writhing and moaning against the desk, letting them both know in exceptionally vivid detail how good it felt when they both licked her pussy at the same time. Luke was a hairsbreadth away from coming right then and there by the time she allowed her orgasm to take her.

“Get down and turn around. God, baby, I need to be inside of you,” Cole instructed, helping Sierra to climb down from her perch on the desk. Once her feet were on the ground, he retrieved the condom he’d apparently snuck in, sheathing himself in a rush.

Before Luke could even get in position, Cole was burying himself deep inside of Sierra, groans of ecstasy echoing in the room. Realizing the urgency, Luke lubed his cock before moving in behind Cole.

“Bend over,” he instructed, forcing Cole’s hips to still and making Sierra groan with disappointment. Apparently their little hellcat was enjoying herself.

Once Cole was in place, his body covering Sierra’s as she leaned over the desk, Luke slid two fingers inside Cole’s ass, doing his best to prepare him rather than just slamming home like he wanted.

“Fuck me, Luke,” Cole begged, his hips shifting slightly so that he was grinding his length inside of Sierra’s tight, warm body.

Luke moved into place, aligning his cock and pushing inside of Cole in one slow thrust. “Fuck.”

It took a few moments to get situated so that he could fuck Cole at the same time Cole was fucking Sierra, but they managed. Luke leaned forward, his eyes trained on the spot on Cole’s back where the tattoo would soon be and his cock swelled even more.

“I’m gonna love fucking you and seeing the ink right here,” he told Cole, sliding his tongue over his warm, salty skin, holding his shoulders as he began thrusting faster. “I’m going to see it every time I’m inside of you while I’m reminding you exactly who you belong to. Damn, you’re so fucking tight.”