Page 125 of Theirs to Desire (Club M: Boxed Set)

KIERA

I should be nervous. There’s two of them, after all. Two powerful, dominant men, used to getting their own way.

Two hard bodies, pressed into me.

Two callused sets of hands, running over every inch of my body.

Two thick, fat cocks, splitting me open.

My throat is dry. My skin is covered with goosebumps as we ride the elevator all the way to the penthouse. But strangely, I’m not nervous.

Maybe it’s because this moment has been so long coming.

I’ve wanted both Caleb and Nolan from the first moment I saw them.

I resisted Caleb for months. I lied to myself, pretending the reason I couldn’t get involved with him was because he was a member of Club M.

Then Nolan came along.

I might have been able to say no to one of them.

But together?

Together, they’re irresistible.

The first night I swam in Caleb’s pool, he’d made me come while Nolan had watched. I would have slept with them then, but Caleb had been called away.

Then I saw Dratch’s photo. I invited them to scene with me. I wanted them to tie me up. Spank me. Possess me. Control me.

Had Caleb not put an end to it, I would have slept with them then.

Had they said the word, I would have stayed over last night.

This isn’t because they’re helping me find Bianca.

This isn’t because of how irresistibly gorgeous they are—and they’re really, really, good-looking.

This isn’t because of the sense of competence and power they exude, though that’s sexy as hell too.

This isn’t even because of the need that burns through me like an inferno, leaving me shaken, panting, desperate for them.

This is… more.

I’ve never believed in love at first sight. I still don’t believe in it. But there’s no denying that there’s something here. Something deeper than raw, carnal desire.

A connection.

Nolan opens the door and punches a code into the alarm system. “I’ll give you the tour in the morning,” he says, his voice rough with need. “Right now…”

I’m with Nolan; screw the tour.

Right now, I want them too much.

I gasp as Caleb’s mouth crashes onto mine, his hand tangling in my hair. I melt into him, desperate for more. At the same time, Nolan presses into me from behind, his large hands on my waist. He buries his face in my neck and nips at my throat.

“Bedroom,” Nolan orders, his voice hungry. “Now.”

Heat radiates all through my body. I whimper into Caleb’s mouth. I’m sandwiched between the two men. I’m about to sleep with both of them. Caleb and Nolan.

He pushes me backward, down a corridor, and then I’m in Nolan’s bedroom.

There’s a package on the bed, an unmarked box the size of a brick. Nolan puts it on the nightstand with a smirk.

That smirk is trouble. “Should I be curious about what’s in the box?” I ask.

He chuckles darkly. “You’ll find out soon enough.”

I don’t have time to solve the mystery. Caleb shrugs off his suit jacket and tosses it on a brown leather chair. He loosens his tie, takes it off. His eyes gleam with anticipation. “You look fantastic, Kiera,” he says, a growl in his voice. “Take off your clothes.”

Our gazes collide. I stare into his gorgeous green-gray eyes. My fingers tremble. I reach behind my neck and start to unzip the dress.

Nolan moves behind me again. His hands encircle my hips, and he pulls me closer to him. I feel heat radiate from his body.

Need zaps through me, an electric current shocking every nerve ending in my body.

Nolan’s fingers brush my skin. He bends his head and kisses my neck again, and then he takes over the task of pulling down the zipper.

Slowly.

Oh-so-slowly.

Time stops. I forget to breathe.

Nolan’s breath tickles my back. I shiver. Goosebumps rise on my skin. My nipples are tight, swollen, and aching. My panties are soaked.

The dress falls to the floor in a soft whisper of fabric.

Caleb inhales sharply.

“You take my breath away,” he murmurs. His eyes lock on me, drinking me in, feasting on me. “Every single time.”

He closes the distance between us. He picks me up and tosses me on the bed. I land on Nolan’s soft mattress, naked except for my bra and panties.

A full-body shudder runs through me. I’ve spent weeks fantasizing about this moment.

I’ve spent night after night dreaming about Caleb and Nolan, touching myself, imagining that it’s their hands on me.

Spreading my legs. Sucking my nipples between their teeth.

Plunging their cocks into my wet, willing heat.

Now, it’s actually happening.

Oh. My. God.

Nolan climbs on the bed. “I’ve watched Caleb taste that sweet pussy,” he growls. His big hands rest on my knees. “I’ve been very patient.”

“You have,” I agree. My voice comes out breathy and needy.

His teeth flash in a grin. He pushes my thighs apart. “I’m going to claim my reward now, Kiera.”

I bite my lower lip. Shiver as he breathes on the wet spot on my panties Whimper as his beard tickles the insides of my thighs.

“What’s that, Kiera?” He lifts his head up. His lips curl into a sexy smile. “Did you say something, baby?”

“Keep going,” I gasp. Need blazes through my core. “Please…”

Caleb chuckles as he climbs on the bed. He’s naked and he’s huge. “I love hearing you beg for us,” he says darkly, “Open your pretty little mouth, Kiera. You like oral, giving and receiving? Show me.”

He moves to the head of the bed. He straddles me. His thick cock dangles in my face. There’s a drop of precum on the tip.

My mouth waters. The tip of my tongue darts out and licks it up. Mmm.

“Fuck,” Caleb groans. “Fuck, yes. Keep doing that, baby.”

A sense of heady power blazes through me at the ragged edge in his voice. The raw hunger. Caleb’s always calm. Always in control. To see his iron self-control unravel, because of me…

It’s the hottest thing in the world.

Nolan’s breath teases my pussy. “So wet,” he murmurs. “You like this, Kiera?” He swats my panty-covered mound, and I gasp and arch off the bed. “Your legs spread wide, a man licking your juices while another man shoves his cock down your throat. Does this turn you on?”

I’m so aroused I think I’m going to combust. I’m just going to explode out of sheer need. Nolan’s cleaning crew will be scraping pieces of Kiera from the expensive woolen drapes, the one-thousand-thread-count Egyptian cotton sheets, and the plush, thick-piled carpet.

Before it comes to that, Nolan’s fingers push my panties aside, and he plunges two fingers into my wet heat.

Blood leaves my brain. The room blurs around me.

My toes curl. My fingers grip the sheets; my back arches.

He strokes in and out of my pussy, twisting his fingers to find my g-spot and pressing down, making me shudder with desire.

My pulse races. “Please…” I beg, not knowing what I’m pleading for.

Maybe an orgasm. Earlier this evening, Caleb took me to the edge five times.

Five. Over and over, I got to the precipice before he yanked me back.

Maybe I’m begging for my release, or maybe I’m begging for a repeat of that pleasurable torture.

Nolan pulls his mouth off my pussy. “You know what Caleb wants you to do?”

I nod, heat flushing through me.

Nolan’s not going to let me off the hook. “Tell me what he wants you to do,” he orders.

“He wants me to…” Oh God, my cheeks are on fire. “He wants me to suck his cock.”

“And how can you tell that?”

“Umm…” I can’t meet Nolan’s darkly amused gaze. “He’s naked and…” My voice trails away, and my entire face blazes. Caleb’s erection is in my face. I don’t need to be a rocket scientist to figure this out.

He spanks my ass, hard enough to sting. “Then what are you waiting for? Wrap those pretty little lips wrapped around Caleb’s cock.” He gives me another sharp spank for punctuation, and I arch my back and whimper.

“You like that, you bad girl.” Nolan laughs, soft and low. “Next time, I’m going to put a vibrator between your legs when I spank you.”

I almost come at his suggestion.

This is naughty and wicked. This is better than my wildest fantasies.

Caleb’s eyes turn speculative, and I know he’s taking mental notes. Lucky me. “Open your mouth, baby.”

I suck his erect cock between my lips. He throws his head back and hisses with pleasure. “Yes,” he groans. “Take it all the way, Kiera.”

I suck him deeper, taking as much of his length as I can, shivers wracking my body. His grunt of approval sends a thrill of delight through me.

He leans forward and his big hands wrap around my breasts. He pushes them together, squeezing the heavy, aching globes. He’s not tentative, and he’s not gentle.

It’s perfect.

Caleb’s fingers tease my nipples, tugging and pinching the tender nubs. They stand up under his attention, pert, erect, and swollen. I whimper around his cock, and my tongue licks his rock-hard shaft, all the way from his swollen head to the base.

Nolan’s clever tongue joins his thrusting fingers. He yanks my panties away, and he spreads me open. I feel cool air on my pussy, and then his hot mouth takes its place.

Wow.

I moan helplessly around Caleb’s cock as Nolan’s tongue circles my clit.

He sucks it between his lips, and it drives me wild.

I writhe on the bed, lost. Caleb’s huge cock in my mouth.

Nolan’s wicked tongue and fingers, teasing my clit and thrusting into my core.

Caleb’s big, powerful hands, crushing my breasts and tweaking my nipples.

Every nerve ending in my body is firing on max.

Nolan growls and swipes my slick, wet heat with his tongue. A shudder of desire runs through me, and my legs fall open for him. He teases each inner lip between his lips and teeth and wetness gushes from my pussy.

His fingers penetrate me. His tongue dances over my clit, harder, faster. I whimper and flail, and suck Caleb’s cock deeper. I feel light-headed, dizzy as wave after wave of pleasure repeatedly batters my body.

Nolan’s thumb teases my asshole. “You want to know what’s in the package?” he asks, his sexy, smoky growl sending a fresh shiver of lust through me. “It’s a butt plug, Kiera. I’m going to push it into this tight little hole.”

Oh fuck.

Those words push me over the edge. My muscles clench. I start to tremble. The dam bursts and the orgasm tears out of me, searing and scorching. An inferno of pleasure ravages my body. My entire body shivers in ecstasy as I hurtle over the edge.

They let me float back to earth. Their warm bodies blanket me. For a few minutes, there’s perfect silence in the room. Then Nolan props himself up on an elbow.

“Ready for the butt plug?”

Caleb’s phone rings, shattering the moment. He looks at the display with a frown. “What?” he barks.

A voice says something on the other end.

His expression turns tense. “Why didn’t you call me?” he demands, and then runs his hands through his hair. “Yeah, sorry. I know what I said. Okay. Keep me posted.”

He hangs up and turns to me. “My team found out earlier this evening that your sister never made it to Cancun. She’s still in New York.” He hesitates. “We made contact.”

A shiver of apprehension runs through me. “And?”

He laces my fingers in his. His expression is somber. “It’s not good, Kiera.”