When Dove Cries (18 page)

“I’m not fucking you,” Draven muttered.

“Ditto,” Cade shot back. “But ménage sex involves involuntary touching of parts, if you know what I mean.”

Draven chuckled. “Yeah, North’s mentioned that a couple of times. Listen, come back to the house. We’ll talk to Dove, see how she feels, and we’ll take it from there.”

Cade smiled because that’s what he was supposed to do. Smile and think everything was going to turn out fine, but he knew the truth. It tore his gut up. He knew he was on his way to falling in love with Dove. She had that special quality that drew him to her, no matter her age, and damned if he didn’t find it, and her, sexy. So it was best that he nipped it in the bud now before he went and fell for her any more than he already had.

They drove back to Draven’s house, and Cade enjoyed the feel of the comradeship that now existed between them, instead of the animosity that Draven had worn around his neck like a tie. Even though he’d broken the rules, Cade was glad that Draven knew the truth.

When they arrived in front of the house, Dove hurried out, a worried frown on her face. Cade hated seeing her look so sad and unsure, so he got off his bike, took off his helmet and ran up the steps to sweep her up into his arms. He buried his face in her neck and breathed in her unique scent of outdoors and lemons.

“Cade?” she asked hesitantly. “Are you and Draven all right?”

“Yeah, sweetheart. Things are fine between us now. Don’t worry, okay?”

She nodded. Draven walked up to them, and she pulled back to smile at them both. Just him saying the words had eased the frown lines from between her eyes.

“I just made coffee,” she said. “Come in and we can talk.”

Cade opened the porch screen and let her in first and when he followed, he couldn’t believe the difference inside. Gone was the old, worn furniture. The hardwood floors had been redone. Faint paint fumes still lingered. Cade’s mouth dropped open as he looked around.

“What the hell? I’ve only been gone a week and a half,” he said.

Draven rubbed the back of his neck, looking sheepish. “Dove seems to have a very strong backbone when it comes to getting what she wants. She’s a fierce negotiator.”

Cade shot her a surprised glance. “You did all this?”

“Well, my father let me a life insurance policy that I wanted to use on the house since it’s my house too. I have men coming next week to fix the outside areas. John said he’d do the work, but honestly, I wanted it done now, not years from now.”

She grinned cheekily at Draven to take the sting out of the words. The kitchen still looked the same, but it was clean. While Cade and Draven sat at the table, Dove filled three mugs and carried theirs first before fixing hers with milk and sugar
.
When she had it just right, she joined them.

“I’ve made your bed,” Dove said as she sat, smiling at Cade.

He didn’t say anything, only took a sip of coffee. When he glanced up at her and saw her hopeful happiness shining so brightly, it made him wince. This wasn’t going to be easy, and he wasn’t looking forward to seeing her sad again.

“Listen, Dove,” he began.

“Cade’s going to have to track Gunner down,” Draven interrupted.

Cade frowned at him.

“He’s going to be in and out of here for a while. But don’t think he’s leaving for good.”

“Okay,” she said.

What is he doing?
Cade wanted to correct Draven, but one look at Dove’s happy face and his courage faltered. She was so beautiful, and he had that excitement in his belly that always flared. It was going to be tough walking away from her.

* * * *

That night, Dove decided to prepare steaks. It was a bit of a celebration since the tension between the two men had disappeared. Draven did the honors of grilling the marinated rib eyes while she prepared corn on the cob, baked potatoes and salads. She kept a close eye on both men as they stood around the grill, talking. She wanted to make sure that they didn’t start arguing again. Nothing had been scarier to her than seeing Draven and Cade ready to tear each other to shreds, and that included being abandoned in a pitch-black cell.
That
Dove was a million miles away from who she was now, and there wasn’t anything she wouldn’t do for her family, which included the whole motorcycle club.

“Where’ve you been working?” she asked Cade as they sat at the table and began passing the food around.

“There’s a satellite office in Casper,” Cade told her. “My direct supervisor, Freddie Mentone, has been with me sorting all the paperwork we collected from Gray Dog’s office and home.”

“Have you found the other women?”

He shook his head. “Not yet. We’ve discovered references to them, but he wasn’t the most efficient record keeper.”

“And what about Gunner Smith?” she asked quietly.

“We’ll find him,” Cade assured her.

After supper, the men helped her clean up the kitchen. She made coffee again and they settled on the couch. Dove took a moment to study them since her dream was finally coming true. Her men were friends. She could have everything she wanted and she wanted them. She wasn’t going to waste another moment when their hang-ups could come into play at any given moment.

She set her untouched cup of coffee on the table then proceeded to do the same to Draven’s and Cade’s cups. They looked at her with bemused expressions.

“I’ve waited a long time for this,” she said.

“Long time?” Draven asked.

She nodded and took a deep breath. Her heart pounded with excitement as expectation seized her stomach. “I want you. I want to belong to
both
of you. I know it can work.”

“Are you sure you’re not confusing gratitude with desire?” Cade asked.

“I am grateful for North letting us stay at the clubhouse,” Dove replied. “But I don’t want to have sex with him. I did have a lot of gratitude at first, but not now. Now… I dream of both of you. I yearn for both of you.”

Cade reached out and grabbed her wrist. He tugged her over to him. His brown eyes were almost black with lust as he draped her thigh over his lap and settled her snuggly onto him. His cock was an impressive steel rod rooted against the very spot she craved him to fill. He cupped the back of her neck, holding her still as he stared her in the eye.

“Do you know what it means to belong to two men?” he asked her, his tone so full of sexual promise that her nipples instantly hardened into aching pebbles.

She nodded.

He smiled wickedly and leaned forward so he could whisper in her ear. His breath teased the fine hairs around her nape. “Draven and I need to train your body to take us both at the same time, so for now, you’ll have to let us each love you. Okay?”

Again, she nodded, her mouth was so dry she couldn’t talk. Then Cade claimed her lips, and she lost any hesitation or need to be treated with kid gloves. He kissed her with want and passion, using his tongue to force her lips open so he could slide into her mouth. His possession burned through her body, setting her on fire and instantly soaking her panties.

She felt Draven’s hot body against her back as he joined them, and she knew without a doubt, this was what she wanted, to be sandwiched between the two men who made her body burn with desire and her heart swell with love. He moved her hair aside and kissed her neck while he reached around to cup her breasts. He rubbed them through her shirt. She moaned, almost overwhelmed by the thought of finally having what she wanted.

Cade broke the kiss, but he didn’t break the connection with her. He brushed the pad of his thumb along her lower lip, so she parted them enough to suck the finger into her mouth.

“Oh, sweetheart,” he said in a husky, amused voice. “I can give you something proper to suck on.”

Her eyes went wide and she nodded enthusiastically, causing him to chuckle.

“Why don’t we take this to the bedroom?” Draven suggested.

He rose, and Dove immediately missed feeling him behind her. He helped her get off Cade’s lap then he lifted her into his big arms. She automatically wrapped her legs around his waist as he walked toward his bedroom with the biggest bed.

Draven put her down then unzipped her pants so he could slide his hands inside her panties. As soon as he touched her clit, she just about jumped out of her skin, moaning.

“So tight,” Draven murmured in her ear, his voice heavy with sexual need. “I can’t wait to sink my cock into your tight little pussy.”

His words made her stomach clench with excitement. As he pushed his middle finger into her, Cade came up behind her this time and rolled her nipples into aching little points. Her hips bucked involuntarily, and she wiggled like crazy, seeking something and going crazy when the men continued their ruthless assault on her senses. They teased her, revving her up little by little until she could no longer contain her climax. She exploded, crying out in pleasure as she rode Draven’s fingers.

“You’re so sexy,” Cade murmured in her ear.

She humped Draven’s hand, her inner walls milking her orgasm until she slumped back. As she slowly filtered back into reality, Draven removed his hand from between her thighs but kept his hard body pressed against her. Cade turned her head to kiss her lightly, giving one last swipe with his fingers against her nipples before cupping her face to give her one last light kiss.

Then he and Draven both pulled back, and she saw them looking at each other, Cade, as if asking for permission, and Draven giving it.

“Cade’s going to be first, okay, sweetheart?” Draven told her, although he was still looking at Cade.

“You sure?” Cade asked.

“Yeah. You gave me back my peace of mind. I want you to have this.”

Cade gave an emotional nod.

She blinked languidly and once the words sank in, nodded. Both men helped undress her and her clothes fell to a ring around at her feet. Cade ran his fingers gently through her hair and she loved the feel of them soothing her scalp. He cupped her breasts to tease the nipples by pinching them, making the ache between her thighs once again climb quickly.

Behind her, Draven ran one hand over the curve of her bottom, down the back of her thighs then up between them to touch her intimately. He circled around her back hole, then pressed in, just a little. Not enough to hurt, but the pressure made her squirm, allowing his fingers to slide along her slit. His feathery strokes soon heated her blood and caused her juices to run. Once her pussy was nice and slick, he pressed his fingers inward. He rubbed along the back wall of her pussy, causing her to gasp. In and out, he used his fingers to heighten her pleasure.

“Maybe one day I’ll take your ass,” Draven groaned. “God, you’re wet. Feel how wet she is, Cade.”

Cade teased down her stomach and slid through her curls. When he found her slit, he let his middle finger dive into her warmth.

“So wet,” he agreed. “So beautiful. Ours, Dove. You belong to us.”

“Oh yes,” she moaned.

Cade dropped to his knees to kiss her belly button then licked his way south until he reached the apex of her thighs. He nudged them apart and a second later, he licked her and sucked on her clit. He pushed one finger into her wet pussy then began thrusting, back and forth, hitting her special spot and driving her out of her mind.

Draven slid his arms around her to cup her breasts, filling his palms with their heaviness. He massaged the plump mounds, teasing the nipples all over again. She thrust her chest out, wanting more, moaning as she broke the kiss to let her head fall back onto his chest.

Cade touched her slit and it was like a firecracker exploding. Her heart pounded with excitement. She couldn’t believe she was naked in front of both men, letting them look at her. Touch her. Fuck her.

“How does she taste, Cade?” Draven asked between the kisses he was laving against her neck. He was still working magic upon her breasts.

Cade pulled his hand out and stuck his finger into his mouth. “She tastes like honey. Like sweet nectar. Should I eat her delicious pussy, John?”

“Do it,” Draven ordered. “This is for our girl, to make her happy. No matter what, she deserves to be happy.”

Spreading her with one hand, Cade descended. He licked his way up and down, over and over, until she thought she would go out of her mind. The little bundle of nerves cried out for attention and he sucked that into the hot vortex of his mouth. She jumped, cried out and came immediately. The white-hot fire that roared through her caused her to beg for more, even though she wasn’t quite sure what she was begging for.

“She’s ready, John,” Cade murmured, the lower half of his face shining with her cream.

Cade lifted her and laid her onto the bed. Then he spread her legs wide and kissed her inner thighs, working his way up until he latched onto her pussy. She arched in pleasure as he licked her channel up and down. Just when she thought it couldn’t feel any better, he pushed a finger into her. Her hips instinctively found the rhythm to mimic his hand, pumping in and out. She went up in flames, crying as she convulsed in pleasure.

“Your cunt is gripping my fingers, sucking me in,” Cade breathed. “God, you’re going to be so tight.”

“Are you ready to take Cade’s cock, Dove?” Draven asked, bending to kiss her neck. “Look at it. See how much he wants you? He’s here for you, baby.”

Dove opened her eyes, although it took considerable effort. Cade raised onto his knees between her thighs and draped her calves over his arms. The position thrust her hips up, and she felt like a sacrifice offering herself for his pleasure. All she could do was stare at Cade’s cock as Draven passed him a condom and he slid the latex down his shaft. Then he teased her slit with his dick, up and down her folds, the tip now glistening with her juices. Dove felt his cock searching, probing, and braced herself for the onslaught.

“Relax, sweetheart,” Cade murmured.

Draven bent over and began sucking on her nipples, rubbing her clit in small circles. It took her mind off what Cade was about to do as bliss slammed into her body once again, and she gasped, thrusting her chest out for more.

Then Cade pushed.