Chapter Eleven
Royce
I follow Mel through the club and down the hall I know leads to the dressing rooms.
I haven’t even texted Cormac to let him know I was able to buy them both. I’ll have to wait until I pick up Damon and Mackenzie—no, Phoenix and Blaze—and head to the car. He’ll be ecstatic, as will Parker.
Hopefully.
I really hope this is the right thing to do. I just want to make Parker happy, and he hasn’t been in months. Not that I can blame him, but I’m really hoping this helps—even if it’s just for the weekend.
Taking a deep breath, I smile when my escort stops outside of the room labeled for Phoenix. She returns the smile, reaching for the doorknob and turning it.
A noise reaches my ears, and I tilt my head. Are those…moans?
Mel swings the door open, revealing a sight straight out of a fantasy. Damon has Mackenzie bent over the vanity as he ruts into her from behind. The sounds coming from them have my cock hard in a millisecond.
“Well, this is unexpected,” I say, voice droll.
The most beautiful gray eyes meet mine in the mirror—just in time for Mackenzie to come.
She’s magnificent to watch as she falls apart. I keep my eyes on hers as she screams out Damon’s name. His hips jerk, pace becoming unsteady before he’s shouting his out release.
“Oh, my god, Mr. West, I’m so sorry,” Mel says, her eyes wide. “I didn’t think we’d have to tell the merchandise to not have sex in the dressing rooms. If you want to cancel your purchase, I can go get Edward to see what we can do—“
“There will be no need for that,” I assure her as I cut her off. “The two of them seemed to enjoy themselves, and isn’t that what this weekend is supposed to be about?”
“Uhhh…” She blinks at me for a moment before nodding. “Right. Of course. If you’re sure.”
I wave her off. “I’m absolutely sure. Thank you, Mel. Phoenix and Blaze, it’s wonderful to meet the two of you. My name is Royce. The two of you can change into the clothes you wore in. Hopefully, you have other undergarments, Phoenix, as I don’t think that pretty thing is going to feel especially comfortable now. A shame really, but maybe we can wash it and you can wear it again this weekend.”
“I do,” she blurts, nodding her head. “I’ll just go change.”
She grabs her bag and hustles into the bathroom, and I don’t bother fighting back my smile. It seems someone is a little embarrassed about getting caught in the act. Or maybe it’s that she came when she met my eyes. Who knows?
Glancing at Mel, I raise my eyebrows. “We’re good from here. As soon as they’re changed, we’ll head out. Thank you again.”
She hesitates, her eyes flicking to the bathroom door. “I do need to make sure that Phoenix is okay.”
“I’m fine!” Mackenzie’s voice yells through the door, and I snort.
Damon snickers, my eyes finding him. He’s standing with his back to me, completely naked, as he digs in his bag. His ass really is biteable.
“Blaze?”
He glances over his shoulder at Mel’s voice, meeting my eyes, and grinning. “All good here.”
“Okay, then I hope the three of you have a great weekend.” She closes the door behind her, leaving me watching Damon.
He finds whatever he’s looking for in the bag and turns around to face me, dick hanging out. “Like what you see?”
What a cheeky little shit. Cormac and I are going to have our hands full with the three of them this weekend.
“Of course, I do. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have bid on you, would I?”
“Nah, I guess not.” He glances at the bathroom door before returning his attention to me. “I’d apologize for what you walked in on, but I’m not sorry.”
I shrug. “Nor should you be.”
“Cool.”
Before either of us can say anything else, the bathroom door swings open to reveal Mackenzie. She looks gorgeous in the wrap dress she’s wearing.
“Bathroom’s all yours, D—“ She cuts herself off, clearing her throat as she remembers herself. “Blaze. Go cover up your dick. You can’t have it hanging out in public or you’ll get arrested.”
“You like it hanging out,” Damon returns, pressing a kiss to her head as he passes her by.
As soon as the door shuts behind him, she walks over to me and offers her hand. “It’s nice to meet you, Royce.”
“It’s nice to meet you too, Phoenix.” Instead of shaking her hand as I’m sure she intended me to, I press a kiss to the top of it. “Thank you for the preview of the weekend.”
She makes a face. “Yeah, about that—“
“You don’t have to apologize,” I assure her.
“I had no intention of doing so. I was just going to say I hope you enjoyed the show.”
I snort. “I did. Did the two of you put it on for me?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” With a shrug, she walks over to her bag, wrinkling her nose as she goes to put her lingerie in there.
Stepping over to her, I hold out my hand. “Here, I’ll take that.”
“Yeah, I don’t think I want to give you my expensive ass lingerie.”
I laugh, reaching over to snag it from her hand and place it in the inside pocket of my jacket. “As I said, I’d like to wash it so you can wear it some other time this weekend, and I won’t complain about my jacket smelling of you until it goes to the dry cleaners.”
“Fine, but you better give it back. I did not spend that much money on something to only wear it once.” She zips her bag closed. “So where will we be spending the weekend? A hotel? Your place?”
“A hotel. The Golden Oasis. I have a suite there for the weekend.”
“Will it just be the three of us?”
I smile, shaking my head. “Uh uh uh. No more hints. You’ll find out when we get there.”
Damon steps out then, dressed in a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. While I’m sad to see him covered up, he looks damn good in his fitted clothing. I wonder if this man ever looks bad.
Reaching over, I take Mackenzie’s bag from her and move to the door. “I have a driver waiting for us outside. He’ll drive us to the hotel.”
“I can carry my own bag,” Mackenzie says as she follows me into the hallway.
“I’m sure you can, but why should you carry your own bag when I can do it for you?”
Damon snickers. “Are you going to carry my bag, too?”
“If you want me to.” I reach for it, but he pulls it away and shakes his head.
“I’m not letting you carry my bag, Royce, but I appreciate your willingness to do so.” Damon throws his free arm over Mackenzie’s shoulders. “Lead the way.”
“I always take care of what’s mine,” I assure him with a smirk before spinning on my heel and leading them out.
Generally, I prefer to drive myself places—especially right now—but there are expectations when coming to the auction, so I booked a driver. And because I have no problem spoiling the people I care about—or the people they care about—I even went all out for the stretch limo. Is it over-the-top and unnecessary? Absolutely, but I don’t care.
Damon and Mackenzie might not be mine permanently, but they are for the weekend. Something tells me that Parker isn’t going to want to part with them when the weekend ends—meaning they will end up mine. Maybe this is just the kick Parker needs to help me and Cormac find out who framed him. Because until we can clear that up, these two can’t mean anything more than a weekend with the three of us.
“I don’t think I’ve been in a limo since your prom,” Mackenzie says as we approach the vehicle, the driver already holding the door open.
“Oh, do the two of you know one another?” I ask, hiding my grin.
They glance at one another before Damon nods. “We knew each other growing up and lost track.”
I nod. “That makes a lot more sense for what I walked in on. Interesting that you both ended up here at the same time. After the two of you.”
“Very interesting,” Mackenzie agrees as she climbs into the limo with Damon right behind her.
If I check out both their asses, who can blame me? They’re both gorgeous, and while we plan to let Parker and the two of them have the rest of the night together, Cormac and I have plans for tomorrow. We’ll see about Sunday. It’s going to be an enjoyable weekend for all parties.
Just before slipping into the limo, I shoot a text off to Cormac to let him know we’re on our way.
When I climb inside, I choose to sit on a separate seat from the two of them. As soon as I’m settled, I turn my attention back to them. “Feel free to talk amongst yourselves if you still have catching up to do. Or feel free to put on another show for me. I wouldn’t mind getting to watch from the beginning.”
“Oh, yeah?” Mackenzie smiles. “How long until we get to the hotel?”
“Not long,” I say regretfully, wrinkling my nose. “Only about fifteen minutes.”
Mackenzie’s smile only grows. “Well, that’s more than enough time.” She leans over to whisper something in Damon’s ear, and he nods.
“And what are the two of you up to?” I ask, eyes narrowing. Putting the two of them with Parker is definitely going to be interesting, that’s for sure.
Neither of them respond. Instead, they drop to their knees, crawling the short distance across the limo until they’re kneeling before me. They can’t mean to—
Oh, yes. They definitely do, I realize as Mackenzie reaches for the zipper on my slacks. I lay my hand on hers, offering them a soft smile. “While I appreciate the offer, that isn’t what I was asking for.”
“Didn’t have to ask for it.” Damon shrugs, moving in closer. “We’d like to see what we have to look forward to. Please don’t make us beg.”
Holy. Shit.
“How am I supposed to say no to that?” I bite back a groan and let my hand fall away.
Mackenzie grins up at me as she lowers the zipper. “You aren’t—that’s the point.”
My head falls back when her small hand slides inside and frees my cock. It’s not her mouth that closes around me, though. No, that honor goes to Damon. My hands find their heads, threading through Mackenzie’s hair while the other rests on Damon’s. He just doesn’t have enough hair to hold onto.
Damon’s lips close around me as he sucks me into his mouth while Mackenzie’s hand pulses around the base of my cock, keeping Damon from sucking my whole length. I can’t even say I mind.
A few moments later, her hand falls away to be replaced with her mouth as she sucks and licks whatever part of my cock isn’t in Damon’s mouth. Then they switch places and my eyes cross.
Damon gives good head, but Mackenzie gives amazing head. I don’t know what the hell she’s doing with her tongue but I’ve never felt anything like it.
“Fuck, I’m close. I’m going to come.” I’m a little embarrassed by how quickly I’m coming in her mouth, but with a jerk of my hips, I’m doing just that.
She lifts off my cock, dropping her mouth open so I can see my cum sitting on her tongue before she turns to kiss Damon.
My cock jerks as I watch the two of them make out in front of me, sharing my cum. It’s hot as hell, and my cock is miraculously getting hard again. I’m not as young as I once was, so this is abnormal for me.
Yeah, this weekend is definitely going to be interesting.
There’s a knock on the door, and it’s only then I realize the limo has stopped. I tuck myself back into my pants, shaking my head at the pair of them. “That was naughty. You made me not even realize we were here already. Come along, you two.”
Not waiting for an answer, I push the door open and step out.
Here we go. Let the weekend begin.