Loving Two Doms (Club El Diablo) (19 page)

Angela didn’t even blush. She seemed to have no problem with her husband’s intimate touch on her breasts even with the other men in the room. Jewel felt very unworldly, but hoped she would eventually let her inhibitions down.

After dinner, they all sat back down on the couch and chairs talking and laughing. Slowly a comfortable feeling settled over her. Throughout the evening, Matt and Stephon touched her at odd times and she constantly felt their eyes on her. It was strange, incredible, and scary as hell. And the thought of them being gone for three days was devastating. Even before she knew Stephon was part of their dynamic, she had had trouble thinking about Matt leaving for a long weekend. She knew she was in way over her head.

Chapter Twenty-one

Matt

The evening went better than he’d hoped. Matt knew Krispin’s movie star persona could be overwhelming, but Jewel seemed more relaxed as the evening progressed. He eventually noticed her eyelashes drooping and called it a night. She’d taken a small nap, but he knew nine at night was late for her. The band needed to be at their private plane by six the next morning. The roadies would be on site when they arrived at their first venue, and the band would have a short practice session to check the equipment.

Matt shut the door on their guests and was glad to see Jewel standing wrapped in Stephon’s arms. “Let’s get you ready for bed.”

“I like the sound of that,” Stephon said, nibbling her ear for a moment before releasing her.

“Where am I sleeping?”

The two men looked at each other. Matt spoke, “It’s entirely up to you. There are two rooms and you can have a bed to yourself if you want it.” He tried to keep the longing to hold her all night out of his voice.

“You’ll both sleep together in the other bed?”

Stephon gave his best sizzling smile. “Are you jealous?”

“Maybe,” she said quietly.

Matt gave Stephon the “knock it off” signal with his eyes. “We won’t be doing anything but sleeping.”

She looked back and forth. “What are my other options?”

“They all include sleep, but I’m willing to let you spend the night with Matt or you can sleep with both of us.”

Stephon had more gallantry than Matt. There was no way in hell she was sleeping with Stephon without him there, but he kept his thoughts to himself and waited for her answer.

“I think I want to sleep with both of you.”

As corny as it sounded, butterflies fluttered through Matt’s stomach. “You’re keeping at least a nightshirt on.” His voice softened, “Let’s go, baby. You’re ready to drop.”

“I don’t know why I’m so exhausted.” Her sleepy reply ended in a yawn.

Stephon scooped her up and started walking into the bedroom. “It’s past your bedtime and you’ve been through a lot of physical and emotional chaos today. Do you want a shower?”

“I’m too tired.”

He sat her on the bed and then moved to the dresser and pulled out a black t-shirt. He walked back over and started tugging her top up and over her head.

“What are you doing?” She tried to bat his hands away.

“I’m getting you ready for bed. Come on, Matt, and help me out here.”

“I’m more than able to change by myself.”

“There’s not nearly as much fun in that.” Matt lifted her arms so Stephon could raise her shirt.

“Argh, I don’t have a bra on you numbskulls.” It did no good to resist. The shirt was off and the soft t-shirt slid over her head. Stephon’s hands went to the waist of her pants and started sliding them down her legs. Matt brought her hands to his chest and examined the bandage on her elbow.

“This needs to be changed, along with the ones on your knees.” When her pants pooled on the floor, Matt released her and walked into the bathroom.

Matt felt his cock thicken when he walked back into the room. Stephon was kneeling between her thighs, and by the flush to her face he had a feeling his friend was up to no good.

Matt fought to keep his voice level, “You get her knees, and I’ll fix her arm.” His cock thickened even more at the sight of her as she lay back on the bed. He had to remember that sex wasn’t happening tonight. After resting the supplies next to her, he shifted his erection into a more comfortable position.

Stephon began peeling the tape from first one scrape and then the other while Matt tackled her elbow. He knew removing the tape stung a little, but she didn’t make a sound. They applied ointment and then bandaged her up again. Matt watched as Stephon gently kissed one padded knee and then the other.

“Sleeping together may not be a good idea,” Matt groaned deeply.

Stephon stopped and looked up. “Speak for yourself. I’m just making her all better.”

“I want to talk about my bras.”

Stephon’s smile tipped down slightly and he gave her a leer. “You caught us.”

Matt’s hands captured her breasts through the t-shirt and he spoke barely above a whisper directly into her ear. “It’s a complete shame to cover these more than absolutely necessary. I like when they jiggle as you walk.” He jostled them up and down.

She looked at Stephon. “You’re both incorrigible.”

“Only him.” Stephon smirked. “I’m mostly keeping my hands to myself.”

“No, you’re not.” She said as his hand skimmed over her leg. “We’ll never get any sleep.”

Stephon stood up and reached for her hand. “Yes, we will. There’s a new toothbrush in the bathroom. We’ll wait while you get ready for bed.”

“Neither of you are going to say you’re sorry about my bras?”

“We’re not sorry,” they said at the same time.

She huffed into the bathroom and closed the door.

“Let’s use the other bathroom so we can get her to bed quicker. You know my dick will stay rock hard all night long.” Matt repositioned the erection in question.

Stephon followed. “I already plan on lying awake all night and thinking about scientific equations.”

Matt laughed. “You don’t know any scientific equations.”

“I know, but it’s the most boring thing I can think of. Who knows, maybe I’ll solve the mysteries of the universe.”

“Yes, please God, get the thought of her jiggling tits and rounded ass out of my mind.”

“Stop or I’ll pull you into a cold shower with me.”

“I don’t think my cock dipped in an ice bucket will help.”

They removed their shirts, cleaned up, and then walked back into the other room. She was in the middle of the bed staring at them with huge, watchful eyes.

“Having second thoughts?” Matt had to ask.

“No.”

“Little liar.” Stephon began taking off his jeans.

“What are you doing?” She sat up.

“I don’t wear clothes to bed. You’re covered, so don’t worry about it.”

“How the hell do I not worry about it?”

Naked, he knelt with one knee on the bed and circled the back of her neck with his palm. “We can’t spank you now because of your injuries, but I have no problem keeping count of what you’ll get when we return.” His eyes stared intently into hers.

“What did I do?” she said in a tiny voice.

Matt could see fear mixed with her desire. He knelt on the other side of the bed. “Stephon’s a little pickier about bad language than I am.”

“You’re kidding. You both cuss.” Her tone elevated.

“Life’s not fair for you, love, but I’ll give you some time to grow accustomed to the rules.”

Her eyes widened even more. “There are rules?”

“Only a few, but we’ll go over them when we get back. Just think about this while we’re gone.” Stephon’s lips took hers.

Matt shucked his pants and then got comfortable on the bed and waited his turn. Usually he would be stimulating another part of her body, but not tonight. When the kiss ended, he didn’t give her a chance for more than a short gasp for air and took her mouth. When he lifted his head, she sat in stunned silence for a moment.

“That’s…um… kissing you both is a rule?”

Matt laughed over her confusion.

Stephon answered the question, “No, but we’ll always give your mouth something to do when you break a rule, even if it’s only screaming.”

She slid backward against the pillows. “I’m in so much trouble.”

Chapter Twenty-two

Jewel

The nightmare pulled her from sleep and she fought against the arms that held her.

“Shh, love. It’s okay.”

The bathroom light blinked on and she could see Matt standing in front of the door. Stephon held her tightly to his chest with one arm and ran his free hand through her hair. His fingers massaged her scalp and she managed to get her breathing under control.

“Sorry.”

Matt walked back across the room and sat beside her. “Don’t be. While we’re gone, let Angela sleep in here with you. No arguing.” He put two fingers on her lips when she started to protest. “We’ll never get any sleep over the weekend if we think you’re alone at night.”

She shook her head and drowsiness flooded her brain. Matt turned off the light and then she felt him slip back beneath the covers. His arms came over her and she snuggled her back further into Stephon so she could feel both men holding her at the same time. Feeling safe, she drifted back to sleep.

The phone woke them up. It was their wakeup call.

She couldn’t help her tears.

The nightstand light turned on and then she felt a gentle finger run over the contours of her face. “Don’t cry, love.” It was Stephon’s voice.

She felt the edge of the bed dip and Matt’s body move in close. She refused to ask them not to go. She had survived losing her father, mother, and fiancé. She could keep her head up and let them leave. She knew she could make it through the weekend, but she gave a very unladylike sniff.

“We don’t want to go either.” Matt always seemed to know what she was thinking.

She opened her eyes and squinted into the glare of the light. “I’ll be okay. I like Angela, and she’s promised to take me shopping for lots of bras.”

“Minx.” Matt nuzzled her neck and then she felt Stephon’s tongue run across her jaw.

“What time is it?” She barely managed to get the words out.

“Time for us to get ready. We need a shower,” Stephon said. “Do you mind making us some coffee?”

Both men stood. Stephon came around the bed and began pulling out clothes from the dresser. It was the first time she saw them both naked at once. Their large erections made her thighs quiver and it was impossible to hold back a moan. They were doing this on purpose and Matt’s grin proved it. She pulled the covers over her head. “I’ll get the coffee ready when you’re both in the shower.”

Deep male laughter trailed away when Stephon closed the bathroom door and Matt left the room to take advantage of the other bathroom. She found the supplies she needed in the kitchen, which was bigger than the one in her apartment. She added a bit of cream and sugar to her cup and had no trouble remembering they liked theirs plain.