Club Destiny 1 Conviction

by Nicole Edwards

  What he was doing, she didn’t know, didn’t care. Each flick of her tongue brought more raspy growls from Luke, his grip on her hair bordering on pain, but spurring her on.

  Something cool and wet slid down the crack of her ass, and Sam knew what Logan was doing, but she couldn’t bring herself to care.

  “Your mouth is so hot. Suck me harder, Sam.”

  Her attention was once again diverted to Luke, as she sucked him deep into her mouth, letting him set the pace as he thrust forward, pulled back, his groans louder in the silence of the night.

  She felt Logan’s fingers as they trailed down the crack of her ass; gliding through what she figured out was lubrication. She should be scared. She should be terrified. She should not be pushing against Logan’s finger, but she was.

  Sam might not be a sexual deviant, but she wasn’t an innocent when it came to the sex games other people played. She watched television. She read books. She knew what he was doing, and she liked it.

  She rocked backward, trying to get closer to his finger, slowing when she felt a tight pinch of pain, proof he’d inserted one finger inside of her. She stopped, breathed in, her brain beginning to interfere, making her think about what he was doing.

  “Suck me.” Luke demanded, pulling her hair and successfully distracting her from the pleasure/pain she was shying away from. “I want to bury my cock in your throat.”

  Sam focused on Luke, her eyes meeting his, so similar to Logan’s, yet so different, as he stroked his other hand tenderly down her cheek, sending confusing messages to her brain. How could someone so dominant be so gentle?

  “You like to have my dick down your throat, don’t you, Sam? And you like Logan’s finger in your ass while you suck my dick.”

  She did. She loved the attention these two men were throwing at her, the eroticism of it all. Knowing she was using and being used, giving pleasure and taking it.

  “It feels good, Sam.” Luke said, holding her head tighter.

  Sam hollowed her cheeks, sucking him further in, forcing him all the way until the head of his cock touched the back of her throat. Breathing through her nose, she fought back the urge to gag, let her throat relax while she swallowed.

  “Fuck.” Luke jerked back, pulling his cock from her mouth then leaned further back giving her access to his balls. “I’m not ready to come yet, and your mouth is so fucking hot.”

  Needing to keep her mind off of the fact that Logan was now fucking her ass with his fingers, the feeling foreign and uncomfortable, Sam licked Luke’s balls, gently sucking one, then the other into her mouth.

  “Damn, baby.”

  As she continued to pleasure Luke with her tongue, Logan continued to finger her ass, now with two fingers, and she was moaning as the pleasure slammed through her. The pain disappeared, and the only thing she felt was a hot, pulsing need as her pussy spasmed. She rocked back onto his fingers, driving him deeper. Then Logan removed two fingers, replacing them with three and the bite of pain was almost too much.

  “Relax, baby.” Logan coaxed her, his fingers pushing farther, deeper. Then he was leaning over her, his mouth near her ear as he continued to drive his fingers inside her ass. “You like that.” He said, not a question. “I want to fuck your ass, Sam. I want to bury my cock in your ass while Luke fucks your wet pussy.”

  She couldn’t focus on Luke, so Sam pushed up on her hands, continuing to rock back on Logan’s fingers while he whispered erotic words in her ear. Logan slowed his thrusts, letting his fingers slide from her ass as he urged her over onto her side.

  “Turn over. On your back.”

  Sam welcomed the brief reprieve, her body strung so tight, she thought she might break. Then Logan buried his face between her legs, lapping at her, sucking her clit until fire was shooting through her veins, her hands gripping the couch beneath her. The impact of her orgasm was going to be brutal, and she didn’t want him to stop.

  “So sweet.” Logan murmured from between her legs, pushing his tongue inside of her, then returning to flick repeatedly across the swollen nub that ached for release. She was so close.

  Just when she thought she would get the chance to come again, Logan stopped, crawling up between her legs, crushing his mouth down on hers. She tasted herself on his lips, his tongue, and she gripped his head, holding him close as she devoured his mouth. She was blazing, and she couldn’t take much more.

  Pulling back, Logan’s breaths were as erratic as hers, his eyes wild. “Turn over.”

  Sam turned, finding Luke lying at the end of the couch, donning a condom, watching her intently. “Come here, baby.”

  God, his voice was so much like Logan’s, his body was the mirror image, yet she knew instinctively which man was which. That didn’t stop her from crawling up his body, her lips trailing kisses from the tip of his cock, up over his abs, over his rock hard pecs.

  “Are you ready to be fucked?” Luke growled, pulling her down on top of him, his lips brushing hers.

  “God, yes.” She groaned, pushing her tongue inside of his mouth, begging for more.

  As they kissed, Luke positioned her, thrusting himself inside of her, taking her breath away. She lifted her mouth from his, her eyes closed as she bit back the cry, her body immediately opening to take him in.

  Once her body adjusted to accommodate his size, she opened her eyes, staring down at him. For a second, she could almost pretend he was Logan, but something in the dark depths of his eyes was different. Harder.

  Luke continued to thrust, holding her still and doing all of the work. The friction, a sweet reward after all of the teasing. She felt more lubrication slide down the crack of her ass, then Logan’s hands were on her hips, alongside Luke’s.

  “Have you ever had two cocks inside of you at the same time?” Luke asked, nipping her bottom lip while he continued the sharp thrusts that were threatening to send her over the edge.

  “No.” She exhaled the word, not wanting to talk. She wanted to feel him as he filled her, pounded inside of her.

  Logan leaned over her, gently nipping her shoulder, lapping the sting with his tongue. “Tonight you’re going to take both of us. Do you want to take us both, Sam?”

  Luke slowed his movements, and Sam paused, gritting her teeth to keep from coming. She didn’t answer Logan, not because she didn’t want to, but because she was scared of what the answer would be. She wanted to feel them both inside of her, filling her, but she knew she shouldn’t want it.

  “I won’t continue until you answer me, Sam.”

  Luke stopped moving beneath her as they both waited for her answer. Tipping her chin until she looked him in the eyes, Luke asked her again. “Is this what you want? If it isn’t, we’ll stop.”

  Sam groaned; her pussy tightening around the cock lodged deep inside of her. “Please don’t stop.” She said, turning to see Logan’s eyes, the same green and brown mix as Luke’s but reflecting something entirely different.

  Sam could see the love in his eyes, the total concern for her wellbeing, and she knew in that moment that she would give this man anything, and she would take anything he would give. “I want this.”

  Luke thrust again, pulling her attention back to him. “Kiss me. Now.” He ordered, pulling her head forward, crushing his mouth to hers, sucking her tongue in an imitation of what his cock was doing to her. She thrust her tongue into his mouth, moaning as she fought to hang on.

  Then there was pressure, and a flood of pain that quickly subsided as Logan gently pushed his cock inside of her virgin ass.

  Damn, it hurt. Before she could think, before she could scream, Luke was kissing her hard, holding her head down so her mouth aligned with his. He kissed her with a fierceness she didn’t expect. Letting his tongue duel with hers, she focused on his kiss, using it as the deterrent she knew that it was.

  And then the pain was gone and the only thing she felt was… full. Completely full, with Luke filling her pussy and Logan filling her ass. Waves of sensation crashed down on her as
Luke began to thrust upward, while Logan pulled back, then they were rocking in a rhythm that set her body ablaze.

  “Fuck. You’re so tight.” Logan groaned, continuing with the slow, gentle assault on her ass. “That’s it baby, fuck me.”

  Sam pushed herself up at an angle, bracing herself with her hands on Luke’s chest, letting both men thrust harder, faster.

  “Oh God!” It was intense, overwhelming.

  Luke’s cock brushed every sensitive nerve ending, while Logan quickened his pace, a sensual pleasure/pain so severe, Sam was overwhelmed with the intensity, her orgasm building, teetering on the edge of amazing.

  “Fuck, baby. Sam. I’m going to come.”

  Sam felt Logan grip her hips tighter, ramming deeper and harder inside of her, while Luke groaned from beneath her.

  Sam couldn’t hold on any longer, her orgasm took over, rocketing her to new heights, her scream echoing in the cool air surrounding them, greeted by the simultaneous groans from the two men who’d just given her more than she had ever expected, more than she had ever dreamed.

  Sam was limp, her body too heavy for her to move as she lay flat against Luke’s chest, his hand resting gently on her head, holding her close to him. She was breathing hard, her head still spinning. Both men slid from her body, leaving her feeling empty and cold until Logan was back, something cool between her legs.

  A wash cloth.

  He was cleaning her as she lay there, on her side, doing her best to stay awake. The chill from the air blew over her perspiration coated skin, making her shiver. Then Logan’s body was next to her, wrapping her in his warmth, kissing her forehead, then lifting her chin so his lips could reach hers.

  His kiss was gentle, soothing as he licked her bottom lip, his tongue sliding into her mouth. She kissed him back, her hand across his chest, holding on to him for dear life. The night had been more amazing that she had ever imagined. Lying here with the man she loved, Sam couldn’t imagine anywhere else she would rather be.

  Then she heard the sound of a door shut, and Sam knew Luke had left, leaving them alone, a part of her aching at the loss.

  Chapter Twenty Six

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  “Good morning, baby.” Logan whispered, watching the woman in his arms stir slowly.

  Sam had passed out relatively early and slept nearly twelve hours, but Logan hadn’t had the heart to wake her, no matter how much he wanted to slide his rock hard cock into the sweet, warm depths of her body.

  Instead, he’d settled for holding her in his arms, feeling the soft rise and fall of her even breathing. Unlike her, he hadn’t been able to sleep much since the night before.

  There were so many thoughts running through his mind, he could hardly close his eyes. Between the vivid memories of the night before, the way Sam had looked splayed out across his brother, her body pulling them both deeper, her eager moans, the piercing scream when she’d come around their cocks, Logan had been just as excited afterward as he had been during. That had left him with a particularly restless night.

  Then, his anxiety over the offer Xavier wanted him to deliver to her had his body shifting between hot and cold all night. As much as he wanted to believe her decision would be easy, in the sense that she wouldn’t be willing to leave him and go back to her old position in San Antonio, Logan knew better.

  Sam was a smart woman, a very successful, independent woman who would make the decision on her own, and that scared him. While he’d been lying in bed next to her through the night, she’d been sleeping soundly and he’d been worrying.

  After their heated bout of mind blowing sex, Sam had fallen asleep on the couch, only to have woken a short time later when they decided to spend an hour in the hot tub, making love twice more.

  He wasn’t sure how his body had managed to keep going, but when it came to Sam, Logan wasn’t sure he’d ever be sated. She just did that to him, making his body rock hard and throbbing for more of everything she had to offer. Afterward, he’d carried her to his bed, where she’d fallen asleep almost immediately, clearly exhausted from the events of the night.

  When her eyes opened, she turned slightly to look at him, a small smile curving her lips. Instead of turning in his arms, like he had hoped, Sam turned her attention back to the ceiling, then muttered a quick “excuse me”, before she jumped from the bed, darting for the bathroom.

  He heard the sound of the toilet flush, then he could see her through the open bathroom door as she stood in front of the mirror, her sexy, naked back to him. She stood there only a moment before she reached for the toothbrush she’d been leaving at his house for the last few weeks.

  A couple of minutes later, she was heading back toward the bed, her beautiful, full breasts making his mouth water, the vee between her legs making his fingers itch to touch her.

  Maybe it was his hormones talking, but something looked different about her. Her incandescent green eyes glowed brightly, her skin was rosy, and she had an intent expression on her face. He couldn’t tear his eyes off of her, but a warning chimed somewhere in the deep recesses of his brain, telling him that something was off.

  “We need to talk.”

  And there it was.

  When Sam wanted to talk, especially after the night they shared, Logan knew he should be worried. Instead of sitting up, preparing for some in depth conversation about the night before, where Sam would pick apart every detail, Logan held out his hand to her.

  When she laid her small fingers in his palm, he gripped gently and pulled her over to him. She crawled across her side of the bed until she was beside him. Not wasting another moment, he pulled her closer, making her straddle his hips, aligning their bodies, sending flashes of heat straight to his groin.

  Looking deep into her eyes, Logan let all of his emotions shine in his eyes, knowing what she would see when she looked at him. He needed to tell her – no, show her – exactly how he felt about her, and he couldn’t think of a better time than right now.

  Seeing her in his bed, brushing her teeth in his bathroom, sauntering naked back to him settled something in his heart that he’d been wondering about for some time.

  What was happening between them was special, intense, and he wanted to make this permanent. Logan wanted to wake up next to this woman every single day for the rest of his life.

  As she straddled him, her hands pressed lightly against his chest, he brushed a long strand of her blond hair back over her shoulder, letting his fingers trail down the smooth, velvet skin of her arm.

  “There’s something I have to tell you, but first,” Logan paused, gliding his hand back up her arm, over her shoulder, then cupping her neck, pulling her closer, “I need to do this.” Pulling her closer, Logan brushed his lips against hers, sliding his tongue out over her lower lip. He caressed her cheek with one hand while holding her to him with the other, still behind her head.

  When her tongue darted out, tasting of toothpaste and the fire and ice woman he’d come to love, Logan took full advantage, crushing his mouth to hers, showing her with his kiss exactly what she did to him, how she made him feel.

  As the kiss burned hotter, Logan aligned their bodies, positioning himself between her legs, then spreading them farther so he could slide into the deep, velvety recesses of her body.

  She broke the kiss, resting her forehead against his as her body worked to accept the invasion, his cock sliding deeper into her tight entrance, sensation flooding him.

  “Sam.” Her name was a whisper on his lips, their breaths mingling as he focused on the tight depths of her body gripping him, clamping on his cock with a ferocity that threatened the control he’d managed to maintain.

  Gripping her firm ass in his hands, Logan held her above him enough that he could thrust upward, controlling his thrusts, hearing her breaths deepen, and the erotic moans she couldn’t hold back.

  When she pushed up, using his chest to balance above him, Logan gazed deep into her eyes, offering a connection, only he and Sam shared.
When their eyes met, her eyes filled with tears, Logan’s heart constricted.

  He knew she felt the same thing he did, the all-encompassing emotion that surrounded them, the overpowering need swirling in the air. This wasn’t about sex. Their bodies sought something from the other, but it exceeded far beyond the realms of touch and taste alone, this was far more than anything Logan had ever experienced.

  Logan moved faster, deeper, slowly pushing in, sliding back out, all the while, staring into her eyes. A single tear escaped, sliding down her cheek. Logan’s throat tightened, a strange, foreign feeling come over him. Hell, he was going to cry if he didn’t get a handle on himself.

  “Don’t cry, baby.” He urged, continuing to drive deeper inside of her, emotions thickening his throat.

  “It’s just…” She began, but he increased his efforts, thrusting faster, her head falling back as her body gripped him like a vice.

  “Fuck.” He groaned, unable to maintain any sense of composure. He was at his limit, her soft, warm body, driving him to his limits. He was going to come, but he refused until she was right there with him.

  “Come for me, Logan.” Sam said, again staring deep into his eyes. “I want to feel you.”

  Her words did him in, he lifted her another inch, throwing his hips up off of the bed, ramming himself inside the deep, wet confines of her body, harder, faster until…

  “Oh God! Yes!” Her scream pierced the air and Logan’s orgasm crashed down on him, flooding her with his seed, her cunt milking him for all he was worth.

  “I love you, Sam.” Logan couldn’t stop the words as they flew from his mouth, a whisper in the otherwise silence of the room.

  When she looked at him, he saw the doubt in her eyes, the confusion, and then her lips tipped slightly and she said the sweetest words he’d ever heard. “I love you, Logan.”

  Rolling her over, his cock going instantly hard again, still inside of her, Logan began moving slowly, unable to stop himself from taking her again.