pressing into her back, but if she kept moving closer, he wasn’t going to be able to avoid it.
Luke stood just to his right, his body heat a vivid reminder that his lover was also watching what was happening in front of them. Cole wondered whether Luke envisioned the three of them up there in the same situation. He seriously doubted it would play out the same way in Luke’s mind as it did in his though.
For the next few minutes, Mistress Serena continued to ask the standing man questions, easing the kneeling man’s head back with her fingers threaded into his hair when he didn’t respond appropriately, before pushing him back between the man’s ass cheeks. This seemed to go on forever before, finally, Mistress Serena instructed the other man to stand.
Cole didn’t need to watch to know what was going to happen next. In fact, he preferred not to. It was suddenly getting extremely warm in the cavernous club, and if he had his way, the three of them could go home and pick up where the scene left off.
“You ready to go?” Surprisingly it was Luke who posed the question to Sierra and she glanced up at him, nodding her head before turning in Cole’s arms.
Both relief and disappointment twisted inside of him as he turned to follow Sierra and Luke away from the area. He didn’t want to watch because he didn’t want to be reminded that his own fantasy had little to no chance of ever coming true. On the other hand, he was relieved because at least for now, he’d be going home to the welcoming arms of the two people he loved most. And no matter how this played out, Cole would consider himself the luckiest man in the world.
That is until the moment came when Luke finally succumbed to what they both knew was inevitable.
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