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Ten minutes later, they were walking into Luke’s suite, choosing his over hers since he had an adjoining room with Cole. Once inside, Cole went directly to the minibar, making drinks for the three of them while Sierra took a seat on the small couch. The curtains were pulled back, the lights of the strip glowing and flashing brightly down below.

Luke removed his suit jacket and tie, tossing them onto the side chair, then unbuttoned the top two buttons on his shirt, and rolled up his sleeves. All the while, he kept his eyes on Sierra, watching her as she fidgeted.

She was nervous, but he couldn’t necessarily blame her. She’d been all spark and flames early that morning on the airplane, thinking she knew what she was getting herself into until he’d called her on it.

Truth be told, Sierra hadn’t even dreamed about the type of man Luke was. Those books that she likely read wouldn’t touch on the darkness that swirled inside of him. In order to control some of his own hungers, he’d opted to engage in his brothers’ sexual exploits, allowing Logan to control the situation. They were safer that way.

Right now, he just wanted to strip Sierra down, to feel her writhe beneath him, to fill her completely while she came around his cock. He wanted her to watch while Cole dropped to his knees, and Luke buried his cock in Cole’s mouth hard and fast. He wanted to crush her between the two of them while Cole filled her pussy and Luke took her sweet ass.

She might have some fantasies about what she truly wanted, but tonight would be the first test. Tonight he would see what she was made of. Despite the fact that they were still getting to know one another, Luke didn’t give a damn. He wanted her. And he wanted her now.

“Sierra.” Luke controlled his words, the hunger rising, the ache throbbing harder. “Come here.”

Cole subtly jerked to attention, turning to look at Luke, waiting for what would come next. He carried the drinks forward, handing Luke his before passing Sierra one.

Still sitting on the couch, Sierra looked confused, but she slowly moved to the edge.

“Now.” Luke growled, staring at her, not moving from the wall he was propped against.

She jumped, standing from her seat and glancing over at Cole as though he might be able to help her. Luke wasn’t going to tell her again. She’d learn soon enough that when he said something, he expected compliance. She took tentative steps toward him, her hands faintly trembling as she held the glass in one hand.

“Do you know what you’re getting yourself into?” Luke asked, figuring now was the time to get this out in the open. He might be dominant, he might expect complete surrender, not submission, from his partners, but he didn’t take them against their will. He’d never been with anyone who wasn’t completely willing, and he wasn’t about to start now.

“I could ask you the same thing.” Sierra retorted, and Luke caught the twinkle in her eye when she smiled so sweetly.

“Baby, I always know.” He assured her.

“Then I think we have something in common. I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t know what I was doing.” The confidence in her brilliant blue eyes glowed brightly.

“When I tell you to do something, I expect full compliance. Understand?”


“I need you to be absolutely sure about this, Sierra. I need your complete trust. I won’t hurt you, but that doesn’t mean I won’t push you to the point you feel like you might break. If you get scared, I need to know.”

“Like I said, I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t trust you.” Sierra then turned to address Cole. “Or you.”

So she did understand the dynamic of what was happening between the three of them. She didn’t seem scared, but Luke could tell she was uncertain, more so than she was admitting.

“Have you ever done this before?”

“Done what?” She asked innocently.

So she wanted to play it that way.

“Have you ever been with two men at one time?”


Luke pushed away from the wall, watching as Sierra took one step back, her reaction belying her cool confidence.

“And you plan to now?”


Cole had taken a relaxed position standing near the window, one shoulder propped against the wall, his ankles crossed as he watched the scene playing out before him. Figuring now was as good a time as any to give Sierra a glimpse of his true nature, Luke addressed the man.

“Cole.” Luke only had to say his name before Cole was standing tall again, all strength and masculine grace. “Take your shirt off.”

The defiance in Cole’s gaze spurred Luke on, and he had a feeling the other man knew it. The way Cole battled his internal need to defy him turned Luke on more. “See baby, even Cole doesn’t understand me all that well.” Luke turned Sierra in his arms so her back was to his front, focusing her eyes on Cole. “He still seems to think that when I say something, I’m making a request. Take the damn shirt off, Cole.”

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