Loving Two Doms (Club El Diablo)

by Holly S. Roberts

“I’m not most women.”

  “No, you’re not. I’m really glad you came.”

  “Drink, Mr. Mathews?”

  Matt took his gaze from hers. “I’ll have sparkling water.” He turned to Jewel. “Order whatever you like.”

  “I think I need something stronger to get me through this evening.”

  Matt shrugged his shoulders. “Whatever you’d like.”

  “I’ll have a Long Island Iced Tea.”

  “Yes, ma’am.” The waiter walked away.

  “He knows your name,” she accused.

  The slight grin that made him even more kissable curved his lips. “Yes, he does.”

  “How?”

  “We’re staying at the hotel and we’ve been here a few times before.”

  “Here? At this hotel?”

  “Yes.”

  “That’s all? Just a ‘yes’?”

  “Yes.”

  “Just so you know… I plan on drinking way too much this evening. I’ll probably embarrass you. I don’t care if I embarrass Stephon, so I guess you can say I’m his date if you want.”

  His grin turned into a full smile. “I’ve been kicked out of much nicer places than this.”

  “I’m sure you have, but I haven’t. I think I’ll make it a goal this evening.”

  His sexy laugh preceded his words, “I’ll take you home and pour you into bed, have no fear.”

  Their drinks arrived and Matt ordered her another before the waiter left.

  “What did I miss?” Stephon slithered into the other side of their booth.

  Her jaw dropped and Matt’s fingers tapped her chin. “Close your mouth, Jewel.”

  “It’s okay, Jewels, I have that effect on women. Matt here is the beast to my beauty.”

  Jewel took a calming sip of her drink and then looked back at the god sitting across from them. He was sexy before, but now, cleaned up wearing a shirt and tie, he was breathless. “You know, pretty boy… punching you in the face will be so much more satisfying now.”

  Stephon looked at Matt, but Matt cut him off, “Don’t say it.”

  The other drink was set down on the table. “What may I get you, Mr. Cross?”

  “I’ll take a girly drink like my friend Matt. They’re holding a table for us at La Roca Ardiente, so if you don’t mind, have my drink delivered there.”

  Stephon stood and waited for Matt to assist Jewel from the booth.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Matt

  He placed his hand on the small of Jewel’s back and with gentle, guiding movements led her past several restaurants in the hotel. Fortunately, La Roca Ardiente didn’t require a tie or dinner jacket, because, unlike Stephon, Matt hated wearing either.

  Feeling the tension in Jewel’s body, he knew things were only going to get worse. He thought about ordering her another drink, but decided to wait and see if she’d stick around long enough to finish the second one.

  She was the first woman who just might run the opposite way when she discovered who they were. Their sexual preference was bound to take her over the edge if she found out tonight, and he hoped Stephon would understand and not fuck up again.

  The maître d’ also knew their names, and seated them at a table in the far corner away from prying eyes and ears.

  Jewel finished off her first drink and looked between the two men, giving them a look of mild irritation. “Would you mind telling me a little more about the job the two of you do?”

  “Why don’t you drink some more first?” Matt could tell by the tight set of her lips that his words pissed her off even more.

  A low rumble came from other diners and Matt knew who had entered the room without needing to turn around.

  Jewel only spoke the obvious. “Oh my, God. Krispin Righteous just entered with his new wife.”

  To Matt’s annoyance, Stephon just had to say something. “It’s actually the only wife he’s ever had.” He then stood and kissed Angela on the cheek when they approached. “Hi, love. You ready to dump this boy toy and run away?”

  Angela’s laugh was sweet and gentle. “I don’t think I could handle the double trouble duo, but it seems you found someone who can.” Angela waited for introductions.

  Matt gently pulled Jewel up beside him then placed a hand on her back to make sure she didn’t fall over.

  Krispin moved in and put his hand out first. “Hi. I’m Krispin and this is my wife, Angela.” His killer smile only accentuated his too perfect face.

  “Um, hi,” Jewel said and shook his hand.

  Matt felt Jewel’s body tremble, and he wanted to kick Krispin for flustering her even more than the evening was bound to.

  Angela moved forward and gave Jewel a soft smile. “Nice to meet you.”

  “Thank you. It’s nice to meet you both.” At least Jewel appeared to be getting her legs back beneath her.

  “Is this a private party or do you mind if we join you?” Krispin wasn’t really asking them, and nodded to a waiter who hastily pulled two chairs over and began setting up more place settings.

  Daggers shot from Matt’s eyes and he saw Krispin’s twinkle with devilment, enjoying causing trouble. Matt wanted to groan.

  “If you don’t mind, I need to have a word with Jewel. Please order whatever the special is and we’ll be back in a moment.” He didn’t wait for a reply before leading her from the restaurant. He walked to an alcove about twenty-five feet from the double doors leading into the lobby and was thankful the small space was empty. He didn’t say a word, just backed her up and ground his mouth onto hers, using his tongue, trying to forestall the explosion he knew was just under the surface.

  She didn’t have much room, but still managed to connect the tip of her shoe with his shin.

  He pulled back instantly. “Ow.”

  Ice-blue eyes met his. “Who the hell are you?”

  “A guitar player.”

  Matt could see the gears in her head tumble. “Oh God, you’re part of Blood Rights, aren’t you?” Disbelief showed on her face.

  “Yes.”

  “When did you plan on telling me?”

  “Tonight.”

  “You don’t think you could have told me last night before you fucked me?” Jewel’s voice was rising.

  He wasn’t sure quite what to do, so he leaned in, hoping his lips would quiet her.

  “If you kiss me, I will bite your tongue off and spit it out. Answer my question.”

  He ran his hand through his hair. “I’m selfish. I wanted you. I wanted someone who didn’t give a shit who I was. I won’t regret last night and I hope there are more nights that are even better.”

  She slowly exhaled and tears gathered in her eyes. “You could have anyone you wanted.”

  Her face crumpled and she tried lifting her hands up, but he stopped her. “Look at me.” Her gaze met his. “Breathe.”

  She did and a few moments later grinned with embarrassment. “I’m sorry.”

  He lightened the mood. “For going all google-eyed over Krispin Righteous? I’m used to it, but he wouldn’t look quite so sexy if I knocked out a few teeth.”

  Her grin turned into a full out smile and she leaned in, placing a gentle kiss on his lips. “I was not google-eyed.”

  Pulling her close, he took her lips in a deep kiss. Finally lifting his head, he gave her a crooked smile. “Definitely googled, but we can go up to my room and you can make it up to me.”

  She blushed and then peered over his shoulder at the doors leading to the restaurant. “They think I’m a fool.”

  “They think you’re lovely.” He pushed a piece of hair from her cheek and put it behind her ear.

  She took a slow, steady breath. “Can we go back in?”

  “Of course, but we can leave whenever you want.” He wrapped his arm around her waist to lead her back inside.

  “And miss having dinner with Krispin Righteous?”

  He gently pinched her hip. “You’re just like all the other women.”

  �
�Does that mean I’m a groupie?”

  “God, no, it means you’re one of the band.”

  Krispin, Stephon, and Angela were having a lively conversation and the men stood when she approached.

  Angela looked at her with a smile and a touch of sympathy. “Stephon told us we ruined their surprise.”

  Jewel blushed and everyone laughed.

  Ten minutes later, Jewel seemed to unwind, relax, and enjoy herself. Matt knew most women had trouble resisting Krispin when he laid on the charm, but it made Matt feel good that she glanced away from the sex god from time to time and gave him a carnal smile. Unfortunately, she never gave Stephon more than a tight grin even when he behaved himself.

  Before dessert arrived, Angela stood and asked Jewel if she would accompany her to the ladies room. The men all knew it was the secret sisterhood code for ‘let’s talk alone,’ but there was nothing any of them could do. Their eyes, along with those of every other man sitting in the restaurant, followed the stunning women out of the room.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Jewel

  She followed Angela with feelings of trepidation. Jewel was in way over her head when it came to celebrities, and then added to that, Angela was one of the most beautiful women she’d ever seen.

  Jewel lagged slightly and Angela grasped her hand, pulling her along without a care in the world. The bathroom was as luxurious as the hotel, and Angela led her to a couch in the waiting area exclusively for the ladies.

  She watched Jewel closely. “Sorry, I had to get you alone. I’ve never seen Matt or Stephon have more than a one-night stand. From what I’ve heard, neither of them kept their head in the game during rehearsal. Krispin says their minds are only half on their performances this weekend. Everyone’s been dying to meet you.”

  Jewel didn’t think she was hearing Angela right. “Well, ah…what?”

  Angela’s full laugh echoed off the walls and she took Jewel’s hand back in hers. “You’re priceless, dear. Don’t let those boys bulldoze you.”

  “Boys?”

  Angela got a funny look on her face. “You’ve only met three of the band. They tend to roll over you if you don’t stand up for yourself. It’s taken me months to assert myself, but now that I do, I thought I’d give you a few pointers.”

  Jewel couldn’t help softening her heart to the gorgeous woman even if she had trouble believing every man on earth couldn’t resist dropping at her feet. “I’ll take any advice you can give me.”

  “It’s quite easy dear—when they say ‘jump’ don’t ask how high, just tell them your panties are wet and you’d rather them stay that way.”

  Jewel sucked in a breath and started coughing, but ended up laughing so hard she was worried she would wet the panties in question.

  “I promise it will shut them up and you’ll always get the last word.” Angela’s eyes sparkled.

  Between laughter and trying to get enough air, Jewel managed to speak, “Thank you. That will help me get through the rest of dinner. I know he’s your husband, but Krispin takes my breath away just knowing he’s in the room. God, I can’t believe I told you that.”

  “Well try not to let him know it—the man’s head is big enough as it is. Your guys aren’t too shabby.”

  “Thank you, but my guy is Matt. Even if I met Stephon first I think his intensity would have thrown me into Matt’s arms.”

  Again, a strange look crossed Angela’s face, but she gave a long blink and then said she needed to use the restroom. Jewel quickly made use of another stall and, after touching up their lipstick, they returned to the table.

  Matt ordered a chocolate confection that she ended up sharing with both him and Stephon. It was delicious, but added to the large dinner, she had eaten too much. Feeling sleepy, she sat back and listened to them talk about their upcoming concerts. They lived in a different world.

  Warm fingers settled on the back of her neck and began to massage her tired shoulders. “You need sleep,” Matt’s voice broke into her drowsiness.

  All talking stopped and she felt pink creep into her cheeks. “I’m sorry.” She yawned and finished speaking with a slight laugh, “I need to be at work early tomorrow.”

  They all stood.

  “I’ll call for a car.” Stephon looked down at her feet in disapproval. “She insisted on wearing heels,” he said while taking his phone from his jacket pocket.

  Her body stiffened, but she knew it would kill her feet to walk back to her apartment, so she decided to keep her feelings about his superiority complex to herself.

  They all walked out front and waited for the car as Stephon, Matt, and Krispin continued talking about the coming weekend. Matt kept his arm around her waist. She felt Stephon’s intense gaze and turned in his direction. The look on his face stunned her—pure concentrated need. He didn’t look away. Her panties grew wet and guilt washed over her. Taking a deep breath, she looked down, but not before she noticed his grin broaden knowingly.

  The car pulled up and she went to shake Angela’s hand, but was pulled into a gentle hug and then passed to Krispin for a harder one. She couldn’t believe the evening she’d had, but wanted nothing more than to be alone with Matt.

  Matt waved away the chauffer and helped her into the backseat. To her vexation, Stephon got in the other side and scooted in close. This was taking friendship too far.

  Stephon turned toward her as Matt drew her back against his body. Stephon leaned closer, but then stopped and settled himself into the seat. Matt’s fingers danced across her thigh, bared by the slit of her dress. She couldn’t see Stephon’s eyes, but she knew he could see what Matt was doing because of the small amount of light falling across her lap. Just the thought of Stephon watching sent warmth to her pussy, and because she was pressed so tightly to Matt, she tried to keep her heartbeat under control.

  Minutes later, they arrived at her apartment. Matt helped her out, but Stephon, thank God, remained in the car. Matt walked her up the steps and then took her key. Once the door was open, his lips met hers in a brutal kiss. His hands went to her ass and lifted her against his hard cock.

  “I want to fuck you all night,” he said with a groan.

  “That’s what I want too. Send the car away.”

  His hand smoothed down the side of her face and then not so gently twined in her hair. “Don’t tempt me.” He took her lips again. When he lifted his head, he nudged her back and into her apartment, but didn’t follow.

  “Lock up.”

  “Yes, sir.”

  “God, I want to hear you say that when I ask if you want me to fuck you.” His wicked smile sizzled through her body.

  She had to laugh. “You are so kinky, but I love it.”

  “Good, because I’m planning to spank you next time.”

  Laughing, she closed the door in his face.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Matt

  “Can I smell your hands to see if you finger fucked her?” Stephon said as soon as the car door closed and Matt settled inside.

  “You’re a sick bastard.”

  “Probably, but it’s quite frustrating to be on this end.”

  A long breath left Matt’s lungs. “Yeah, it must be. I’m getting the feeling you might not care for her.” Matt hated to put his thoughts into words, but he was becoming too involved with Jewel and was worried if he didn’t act quickly, he wouldn’t be able to back out.

  “Come here.” Stephon pulled Matt up against his body and paused for a moment before speaking. “I see why you like her and it’s driving me crazy not to get the same response as you.”

  Matt knew Stephon couldn’t see his smile and knew he had to tell his friend the truth. “You don’t see the looks she gives you when you’re not aware. Her eyes burn, but she doesn’t understand we’re both available. She’s trying so hard to be loyal.”

  Stephon sighed. “I’m not too sure about that.” He tightened his arms, knowing Matt could take his muscled embrace. “Do you ever think it would have been ea
sier if the two of us just wanted to fuck each other?”

  “God, and miss all that pussy? I don’t think so.”

  “You’re right. It’s always been about the pussy, but I swear it would be better if my large dick did it for you.”

  “Better for you, maybe, but the thought of your large cock going up my delicate ass will give me nightmares tonight.” Matt gave an exaggerated shiver.

  “Pussy.”

  “You wish.”

  “I can’t stop thinking about her pussy,” Stephon’s words made Matt think.

  “Why don’t you go to the diner early tomorrow morning without me?”

  “And what will that do?” Stephon’s arms tightened just a little more.

  “You need time alone with her. When I’m around you’re not acting like your normal dominating self. You are never an asshole when you’re in Dom mode, but for some reason you can’t resist being a dick when Jewel’s around.”

  “I see you licking my balls tonight.”

  “Fat chance, unless they have Jewel juice running over them.”

  Stephon groaned loudly as they pulled up to the hotel. “I’ll make her fall in love with me and then where will you be?”

  “In heaven, right beside you, brother.”

  Once they entered the suite, Matt walked toward his room, but then turned and stopped Stephon from entering the other bedroom. “We leave Thursday, so tomorrow is the last chance to see Jewel before we go.”

  “Then come with me or go alone.” Stephon’s tone showed his willingness to let Matt see her again without him.

  “I want you to tell her.”

  “About us?”

  Matt ran his fingers through his hair. “I really like her, but if this isn’t going to work, we need to know quickly. Let her think about it while we’re gone.”

  “You trust me not to blow this?” Stephon cocked his eyebrows.

  “Hell no, but I trust myself even less.”

  Stephon flashed lust-filled eyes in Matt’s direction. “Do you have any idea how fucking horny I am?”

  “I’m locking my door.”

  “Do that.” Stephon’s laughter muffled when Matt closed his door behind him.