Chapter 15
Stepping back, I cleared my throat and looked up at him. “Um. Hi.”
He looked me over with wide eyes and licked his lips. “Damn. You look really, really good, Sara.”
I shifted. “Thanks.”
“I thought I’d walk you to the dance. I know I have a lot to make up for the other night and that this is nothing, but it’s a start.” He smiled and offered his arm.
I bit back a groan. There was no way I could tell him no. It would be weird. We’d just be walking to the same place, at the same time, separately. Forcing a smile, I nodded. “Sure.”
His eyes went to my bracelet when I took his arm. “Wow. That’s impressive.”
I ran my fingers over the four rows of diamonds, feeling like something out of old Hollywood. The bracelet sat low on my wrist, dangling just enough to catch the light from different points and shine. It was so beautiful, and it did funny things to my heart. “Yeah.”
“A gift from an ex?”
I pretended I didn’t hear him as we climbed the stairs. The dance was in the ballroom, but the music was already spilling out to us. “Oh, wow. I’m going to need liquor if I’m expected to actually dance.”
“I can arrange that.”
I was fighting a frown when we turned the corner that led to the ballroom and I spotted Lucas standing outside the door.
His eyes met mine and then did a slow crawl over my body.
I could see the heat burning in those blue eyes from twenty yards away.
Then, his eyes moved to Mark and he scowled.
I had a moment of panic, worrying if he’d think I’d chosen to go with Mark, but I should’ve known better.
Lucas walked towards us, his normal t-shirt changed out for a black button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up.
His hair was combed back, and he looked like sin.
I wanted to mess up his hair and do bad things with him.
His gait was confident, and his hands in his pockets were only slightly threatening when paired with the hard edge to his jaw.
“Lucas.” Mark nodded and moved to actually grasp my arm. “Come on, Sara.”
Lucas stopped right in front of us and shook his head. “I need Cupcake for a moment.”
Mark snorted. “Cupcake?”
I bit my lip, feeling a smidge of my self-consciousness creeping near. “Go on in, Mark. I’ll see you in there.”
Lucas glared at Mark’s hand on me and nodded to the open doors behind him. “Bye.”
Mark shook his head but let go of my arm and backed away. “Sure.”
Lucas stepped closer to me but waited on Mark to leave us completely before he turned back to me and growled. “Are you trying to kill us? Jesus, Cupcake. You look like a walking orgasm right now.”
I did a spin for him, showing him the way the back of the dress dipped low and left most of my back bare. “Like it?”
He leaned in closer. “I’m going to fuck you in this dress. While you’re wearing those heels.”
Blood rushed to my face and between my thighs. I grabbed his arm for balance and sighed at the feeling of his muscle bunching under my hand. “You look really good yourself.”
He ran his hand down his face and blew out a rough breath before taking a step away from me and forcing a serene smile onto his face.
“I can be a gentleman. I will be a gentleman. Let me walk you inside, Cupcake. There’s a buffet-style dinner and lots of booze.
Plus, there’s an anxious Andrew who is dying to see you. ”
I giggled. “Not an anxious Warren?”
“I told you. Warren is calm and serenity.” Lucas’s hand slipped low on my ass for a beat as he leaned closer and whispered. “But I’m pretty sure waiting on you has even him anxious.”
I paused just before we got to the doors. “This isn’t too much, is it?”
With a brilliant smile, Lucas shook his head and led me into the ballroom.
The lights were dimmed, but I could still instantly see Warren and Andrew sitting off to the right side of the room.
I watched as they both sat forward and Andrew even stood up before Warren grabbed his arm and pulled him back down.
Lucas chuckled. “I think they approve.”
I spotted Megan waving at me and looked up at Lucas. “I’m going to make my rounds with the women.”
He gave me a chaste kiss on the cheek and a secretly whispered desire of his before shoving his hands back in his pockets and walking towards his brothers.
I tried to look like I wasn’t swooning as I walked over to Megan. She looked so beautiful in a floor-length black dress that showed her tiny waist and curvy figure. “Look at you, Megan! You’re beautiful!”
She scoffed. “I am fucking chopped bologna next to you in this dress. Jesus, woman, Macy’s great-uncle Ed is here. You realize that this dress is a walking health threat for an old man like that, right?”
I laughed. “No more of a threat than you. Have you seen Macy?”
“Yeah, she came in for two minutes, saw all of her family, and then split. I’m pretty sure the resort is having to move people away from their room right now. They can’t get enough of each other.”
I looked out and spotted my triplets. I understood the feeling. Finding the three of them watching me, I turned back to Megan and nodded at the buffet. “Have you eaten?”
“In this dress? No.”
I tugged her in the direction of food. “We won’t sit down. And we’ll dance off whatever we eat. I’m starving.”
Megan finally agreed and off we went to find sustenance.
After snacks, we drank and stood around waiting on someone to ask us to dance.
It was no different from school dances. After two shots, I was tired of waiting, though.
I had on a dress made for moving and maybe I was a little tipsier than I thought I was.
I pulled Megan out on the dance floor and we danced together.
Some of the other bridesmaids joined us, and before too long, the dance floor was full of people moving to the classic hip hop that we’d grown up listening to.
I should’ve known I was tipsy because I’d lost my inhibitions.
Before I knew it, I was doing dances that I hadn’t tried in years.
I was having a blast. I lost track of time as the night wore on and danced to what felt like every song I knew.
“Holy shit! Lucas is heading your way and he looks like he’s about to gobble you up.” Megan had had a few more shots than I had.
I glanced back and, sure enough, Lucas was coming at me.
I looked back to Megan, but she was trying to be a good wing-woman, despite knowing the brothers were off-limits.
I couldn’t even argue with her that Lucas wasn’t staring at me like I was a steak after he’d had an extended stay on a barren island. There was no hiding that look.
His hand landed on my hip, and he pulled me closer. “Cupcake, you’re killing us.”
I grinned and spun in front of him, giving him my back. Looking at him over my shoulder, I winked. We’d definitely been in that position before and I could see the thought blaring through Lucas’s head. He grabbed my hips and pulled me into him, allowing me to feel his erection.
“We don’t look like friends dancing right now, Cupcake. You’re rubbing your ass up my cock and I can feel that you’re not wearing any panties.”
I turned around and rested my hands on his chest. “We’re not friends, are we?”
His dark grin was instant. “No, we’re not, Cupcake. We’re a lot more than that.”
I leaned in closer to him, the wall that had been stopping me blown apart. “I want it.”
He grabbed my waist. “What? What do you want?”
“I want the three of you. Tonight. Right now.” I shivered as I said it and looked across the room at where Andrew and Warren were standing, coiled like a couple of wild bears ready to attack.
Lucas snapped to attention. He pulled me off the dance floor and towards the exit.
Without a thought about who could’ve seen, he took my hand and pulled me out of the room.
I felt Andrew and Warren fall into step behind us, and then the three of us were taking the stairs and turning towards their suites.
Andrew stepped in front of us and led us to his.
He unlocked the door and pushed it open, Lucas pulled me in, and Warren was right behind me, hands on my lower back. Lucas spun around and pulled me into a kiss as soon as we were inside. Warren was right behind me, hands moving to my ass.
I gasped as Warren’s cock wedged against my ass and his hands worked up to my breasts.
Lucas kissed down my throat and pushed his hips into mine.
It was a sensation that I couldn’t express.
I was surrounded by the men that I wanted desperately, and they were touching me just as desperately.
Their hands were everywhere, their bodies strong and hard.
It was indulgent and already so good that I never wanted to stop.
Andrew cleared his throat, though, and both brothers stopped what they were doing and groaned. I whimpered with need, and Andrew appeared beside us and cupped my chin. “I need to hear that this is what you want.”
“She told me.” Lucas was so fast to reply that it was almost comical.
Andrew didn’t take his eyes off me. “Do you want this? Do you understand what’s about to happen?”
I nodded. “I want this. Please.”
Warren swore. “Don’t make her beg. I can’t handle it right now.”
“You know what’s going to happen? Tell me, baby.” Andrew’s voice was gravel at that point. “Tell me so I know you understand. Just as soon as you tell me, we’re going to give you everything you need.”
I rolled my hips into Warren and moaned. “You’re all going to fuck me. Together. I want it. I need it.”
Andrew pulled my face closer and kissed me hard. “We are going to fuck you, Cupcake. Are you sure you’re ready? You sure you can handle us?”
I nipped at his lip and dug my hands into Lucas’s chest. “Yes. Yes!”
Andrew stepped back and nodded. “Fucking finally.”
Lucas surprised me by picking me up. His hands cupped my ass and squeezed as he walked me into the only room in Andrew’s suite that I hadn’t been in: the bedroom.
He put me down at the end of the bed and turned me around so I was facing the bed, away from him.
Then, he put his hand on my back and pressed down. “Keep that ass out.”
I swallowed down my shyness and did as he said.
Resting my forearms on the bed, I stood there and held my breath as my dress was worked up my hips, exposing my bare ass.
Hands stroked my ass and then warm breath blew across my core.
I made an embarrassing sound of need and gripped the blanket just as the first swipe of a tongue touched me.
I jumped and then pressed my hips back, needing more.
I knew it was Lucas, but I couldn’t see him, couldn’t see any of them.
Another stroke went from my core down to my clit.
I moaned and was rewarded with an even longer stroke.
Lucas’s tongue moved over the spot he’d been the first to touch, and the sensation was something I’d never expected to like or want.
His tongue was wet and hot, tickling the bunched skin around my asshole, and any force he applied had my body buckling.
Arms grabbed me and kept me upright while Lucas moved to my core and fucked me with his tongue.
Hands took my breasts and stroked my nipples through the silk of my dress. Another hand cupped the top of my sex and fingers tapped at my clit. I screamed out as an orgasm washed over me.
Lucas didn’t stop. He ate me through my orgasm and only pulled away when Andrew’s deep command told him to fuck me. I lifted my head and watched as Andrew sank onto the mattress in front of me and captured my face. He kissed me as Lucas gripped my hips and slowly pushed into my still-pulsing core.