Because Naughty Holidays Can Be Oh So Nice 2015

by Nicole Edwards

  “He asleep?” Luke’s deep voice reverberated through the room.

  “Not yet,” Cole mumbled, turning his head and getting an eyeful of Luke’s naked body. “You walk around like that and I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep.”

  Luke grinned and Sierra chuckled, her elbow now digging gently into his knotted shoulder muscle.

  “I can think of something that might help him sleep,” Sierra told Luke from her perch on Cole’s back.

  “I can, too,” Luke agreed, his eyes meeting Cole’s. “Turn over; let her massage your front.”

  Oh, hell. Cole knew exactly where this was going.

  “Unless you’re too tired,” Sierra whispered in his ear.

  He was never too tired for what they were proposing.

  Never.

  9:47 p.m.

  LUKE WATCHED COLE as he rolled over onto his back, the muscles in his upper body flexing beautifully as he did. Just watching him move made Luke’s dick hard.

  That and seeing Sierra sitting there, wearing Cole’s T-shirt and a smile.

  “We should get him out of his clothes,” Sierra said. “I can massage him better that way.”

  Cole moaned, making Luke laugh.

  Without hesitating, Luke stripped Cole’s sweat pants from his body, tossing them onto the floor. He turned to Sierra. “Your turn.”

  “Me?” Her eyes widened in mock surprise.

  “Definitely need you naked,” Cole told her, pushing her T-shirt up.

  Sierra sighed heavily, another smile breaking free. “Fine.”

  Her shirt quickly joined Cole’s sweat pants on the floor.

  “Keep massaging him,” Luke commanded.

  Sierra straddled Cole’s waist while Luke grabbed the tube of lubricant from the nightstand drawer, then moved to the end of the bed. He placed one knee on the mattress, then leaned down and kissed Sierra’s neck. She tilted her head, giving him better access. He trailed his lips down her back, moving her hair out of the way as he did. When he reached the dimples just above her ass, he bent down, gripped Cole’s cock, and gently licked over the swollen head.

  Cole groaned, his hips bucking upward, nearly sending Sierra tumbling off him.

  “Be still,” Sierra instructed Cole with a laugh.

  “Not easy when he’s sucking me,” Cole retorted, his hands fisting in the blankets.

  Luke devoted his full attention to Cole, licking, sucking, laving his balls while Sierra continued to rub his chest and arms.

  “Feel good?” Sierra asked.

  Luke couldn’t see Cole’s face, but he could imagine him lying there, eyes closed, mouth partially open. The mental image made his dick thicken.

  “So fucking good.” Cole thrust up against Luke’s hand. “Come here,” Cole groaned, and Luke looked up to see Sierra shifting, moving forward until she was straddling Cole’s head.

  “Oh, God,” she hissed, her hands gripping the headboard.

  Luke stroked the velvety hard length of Cole’s dick while he watched Sierra ride Cole’s mouth. She didn’t seem to be in a hurry, but neither was Luke. Although he couldn’t imagine going to sleep until the three of them had come, he was still tired. It’d been a long couple of days, but this was one of those moments that he couldn’t pass up, no matter what.

  He managed to work his way up onto the bed, inserting himself between Cole’s thick thighs as he sucked Cole’s dick. He forced Cole’s legs back, then proceeded to suck Cole’s balls into his mouth one at a time, then both, giving them all the attention he could.

  His dick throbbed with anticipation, desperate to feel the tight clasp of Cole’s body, but he managed to keep himself in check. Tonight was about Cole.

  Sierra cried out, her body drawing tight. “Cole! Oh, God. Right there … right there … don’t stop. Oh, fuck … please don’t stop.”

  Luke kept his eyes on Sierra as she continued to sit astride Cole’s head, her hips thrusting as she rode Cole’s mouth, letting him fuck her with his tongue. It was a beautiful sight, one Luke would never tire of seeing. One of his favorite pastimes was watching the two of them together. They were so damn sexy, so fucking beautiful, sometimes it hurt to look at them, and when they were together, Luke couldn’t get enough.

  “Cole!” Sierra screamed as she pressed down against Cole’s mouth, her body shuddering as she came.

  When she rolled off Cole, curling up next to him, Luke released Cole’s dick from his mouth and smiled.

  “You ready for me?” he asked Cole as he knelt between his legs, reaching for the lube.

  “Always.”

  And wasn’t that the most beautiful word in the English language?

  Luke squeezed a generous amount of lube onto his fingers, then gently slid them over Cole’s taint, going lower, dipping one finger inside his asshole, then two. He never took his eyes off Cole’s face, watching him as he began gently thrusting two fingers deep inside.

  “Have I told you how much I love watching this?” Sierra whispered.

  Luke grinned over at her. “A few times.”

  “It’s so damn hot.”

  That was exactly how Luke felt about watching the two of them together. He didn’t know what it was, wasn’t sure why he enjoyed it, but he didn’t question it. He had the best of both worlds, he wasn’t going to deny it.

  Sierra reached for Cole’s cock, stroking him at the same slow pace that Luke was fucking Cole’s ass with his fingers, dipping a third inside, then back to using one.

  “Luke,” Cole groaned, his eyes closing briefly when Luke purposely brushed Cole’s prostate. “Don’t tease.”

  Because Cole instructed him not to, Luke teased Cole for a while. One finger, two, three. Back to one. He repeated the process, continuing to go slow while Sierra leisurely jacked Cole’s rock-hard cock.

  “You want me to fuck you?” Luke asked Cole.

  “Yes.” The single word came out on a breathless moan.

  “And you want to watch me fuck him?” Luke asked Sierra.

  “Desperately.”

  Luke grinned. “In case I’m too tired after this … I love you both.”

  “Love you, too,” came the chorus.

  Forcing Cole’s legs closer to his body, which caused Sierra to switch positions so she could continue to stroke Cole, Luke added more lube, coated his cock, then lined up so he could ease inside Cole. Pinning him with his gaze, he sank into Cole, drawing in a deep breath as he did, the warmth of Cole’s body stealing his breath.

  “Fuck, you feel good,” he mumbled, dropping his gaze to where their bodies were joined.

  “Need you … to fuck me…” Cole ground out, his head tilted back. “Now!”

  Luke didn’t need to be told twice. He pushed into Cole, retreated, pushed in again. Keeping his movements slow and easy, he worked his way inside, and once he was settled all the way, he pulled out and then slammed home.

  A sexy rumble came from Cole’s chest.

  Luke continued, impaling Cole, bending him in half while Sierra snaked her hand between their bodies, continuing to jack Cole off while Luke fucked him for all he was worth.

  Cole met his eyes, determination and love reflecting back at him. It was so damn beautiful.

  Luke changed the angle, pounding downward into Cole’s ass while he held himself above him. “Gonna make you come,” Luke bit out, fucking Cole hard and fast.

  Cole didn’t respond, the muscles in his neck tightening as he forced himself into the mattress, angling his hips so Luke could hit that sweet spot.

  “Fuck… Fuck…” Cole closed his eyes and Luke continued to watch him. “Gonna… Oh, fuck, Luke… Gonna come.”

  “Come for me, baby,” Luke commanded, grinding his teeth together in an effort to hold back.

  Cole grabbed a pillow and covered his face, a dull roar sounding from beneath it. He came hard, which triggered Luke’s release. He slammed into him again and again, shallow, deep, letting go as he filled Cole’s ass.

  “Yep, that was defi
nitely hot,” Sierra said from beside him.

  Cole tossed the pillow away and they both looked at Sierra. Luke couldn’t help it, he laughed at the same time Cole did, forcing Luke to retreat from Cole’s body.

  “Glad you enjoyed it,” Cole teased.

  “Always.”

  And there was that word again.

  10:42 p.m.

  WHILE LUKE AND Cole disappeared into the bathroom to clean up, Sierra grabbed her discarded shirt from the floor and pulled it on. She slept naked a lot of the time, but with Liam’s sleep schedule, it didn’t necessarily make sense. Then again, when she tried to go to bed with clothes on, Luke usually insisted that she remove them.

  That didn’t stop her from trying, simply to get him to remove them.

  Hmm. It seemed as though she had a game she played, too. Not much different from the one Luke engaged in, pretending to be on the verge of a meltdown just to get a response from them.

  The thought made her smile.

  Maybe that was how they kept their marriage spontaneous.

  It made her wonder what game Cole might play. Or if he merely enjoyed playing theirs.

  “You ready for bed yet?” Cole asked, grinning down at her as he pulled the blankets back.

  When he crawled into bed, she curled up against him, resting her head on his chest.

  “You know Luke’s gonna make you take the shirt off,” he said softly.

  “I know.”

  Cole chuckled and kissed the top of her head. “I love you, Sierra.”

  “I love you, too. So much.”

  Luke joined them a moment later. When he pulled the blankets back on his side of the bed, Sierra could feel the heat of his gaze against her back. A rumble escaped his chest as he said, “The shirt needs to go.”

  Sierra smiled to herself as she worked the shirt off, then tossed it at him.

  Luke turned off the lamp and crawled into bed, his warm body spooning hers as he crushed her between him and Cole.

  “Love you,” Luke stated, his voice already raspy with sleep.

  “Love you, too,” they both said in unison.

  “Happy New Year,” Luke rumbled, getting settled as he moved his hand so that it rested on Cole’s chest.

  Sierra placed her hand over his, then Cole rested his on theirs.

  “Happy new year,” Cole mumbled, sounding half-asleep.

  Another smile formed on her lips as she lay there, surrounded by the men she loved.

  She’d made it through another year and was already embarking on the next, knowing she was truly blessed. She had two beautiful, healthy children, two amazing husbands, a fantastic group of friends and family.

  What more could a girl ask for?

  And now, as she drifted off, she wondered what the next year would bring.

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  I hope you enjoyed spending time with Luke, Sierra, and Cole for their New Year’s celebration. I had so much fun catching up with these three this year. From the very beginning, there has been such an overwhelming response to these characters, and I hope you love them as much as I do. You can find more about Luke, Sierra, and Cole in the bestselling Club Destiny series. Read more about Club Destiny here.

  If you want to read more about the characters you saw in this book:

  Luke, Sierra, and Cole:

  Temptation - CD, 2

  Devotion - CD, 5

  Logan and Samantha:

  Conviction - CD, 1

  Addicted - CD, 2.5

  Entrusted - CD, 7

  Ashleigh and Alex:

  Seduction - CD, 3

  Xander and Mercedes:

  Perception - CD, 6

  Phoenix, Mia, and Tarik:

  A Million Tiny Pieces - standalone

  Travis, Kylie, Gage:

  Travis - Alluring Indulgence, 3

  Grant, Grace, and Lane:

  Betting on Grace - Dead Heat Ranch, 1

  Max and Courtney:

  Beautifully Brutal - Southern Boy Mafia, 1

  You can find all of Nicole’s books, along with links, at the back of this book or on her website.

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  Bonus: Walker Brothers’ Fall Festival

  Alluring Indulgence

  Walker Brothers - 2014

  This bonus scene was originally published in my newsletter in 2014 (around the time of Braydon’s release). I thought you might enjoy!

  ZANE

  “WHOSE IDEA WAS this, anyway?” Zane grumbled to anyone who would listen, although he realized no one really was listening to him. Not unusual.

  “Hush,” V told him, squeezing his arm gently. “You’re gonna have fun and you know it.”

  Zane smirked, unable to help himself. He was actually looking forward to the fall festival that they’d been roped into attending, but he knew everyone would expect him to protest a little. It was what he did, especially now that Travis was so freaking happy all the damn time. His oldest brother used to be the one to bitch and moan at every turn, but now he was just … happy. It was kind of freaky.

  Speaking of Travis...

  “Where is Travis, anyway?” Zane asked, glancing over his shoulder at Braydon and Brendon, who were following close behind with Jessie in tow.

  “He was helpin’ Mom and Dad with their crap,” Braydon informed him.

  “What crap?”

  “They’ve got a booth this year,” Brendon said.

  “What kind of booth?” Zane asked, spinning around to face his brothers.

  “No idea. They wouldn’t tell me.”

  Zane looked around at all the people milling about. Every year Coyote Ridge put on a fall festival, and it seemed that no matter what, the entire town generally made an appearance. Granted, Zane wasn’t usually amongst those in attendance because he frequently found a reason to get out of it. Not this year.

  No, this year, Kaleb had insisted that they attend for Mason’s benefit. Since it was his nephew Mason’s first festival, Zane hadn’t been able to argue. Now that he was there, he was wondering where the others were.

  “There’s Kylie and Gage.” Jessie pointed in the direction of her sister. The rest of them turned to follow where she was looking. Sure enough, Kylie and Gage were making their way over, and it looked like Gage had already made a stop at one of the concession stands.

  “Turkey leg? Seriously?” Zane asked his brother-in-law. “And you didn’t think to get me one?”

  “You’re a big boy. Get your own,” Gage said with a devilish grin. “Anyway, I got this one for my wife.”

  “I bet you did,” V stated. “Kinda makes me question why you haven’t bothered to share it with her yet.”

  “I’m holding out for funnel cake,” Kylie said. “He can have a turkey leg, but Travis is probably gonna have somethin’ to say about him not waiting for him.”

  “What kind of booth are Mom and Dad settin’ up?” Zane asked, hoping someone could enlighten him. Why he wanted to know, he couldn’t say for sure, but he was incredibly curious.

  “Pies,” Kylie said with a mischievous grin.

  “Like, apple pies?” Jessie questioned, but even Zane could tell Jessie was in on the joke.

  “Yes. Sort of.” Kylie nodded her head, her eyes wide.

  Oh, hell.

  “Who’s helpin’ them with this booth?” Zane asked, not sure whether he wanted to hear the answer to that question.

  As though on cue, his cell phone rang. He snatched it from his pocket and looked at the screen. It was his dad.

  “What’s up?” Zane greeted his father, his stomach churning because he suddenly knew exactly what the phone call was about.

  “Your mother and I need you to come help us with the booth.”

  “Why?” Zane asked, knowing he should’ve just kept his mouth shut. “I thought Travis was helpin’ out.”

  “He’s done his part. Now it’s your turn.”

  “My turn? Why not Kaleb? Or Sawyer? Or Ethan?” Zane looked at
the twins. “Or the twins? Why’s it have to be me?”

  “You won the coin toss. Now get over here, boy.”

  Zane shoved his phone back in his pocket when his father disconnected as he peered around at his family. They were all looking at him knowingly.

  “Son of a bitch,” he grumbled.

  A chorus of laughter erupted, and then he was being ushered away from the concession stands by Braydon and Brendon. When he tried to dig his heels in the dirt, Gage lent a hand, and he had no choice but to keep moving forward.

  “Y’all just remember that payback is a bitch.”

  “We know. Why do you think you won the coin toss?” Gage asked, chuckling.

  “Me? What the hell did I do?” Zane tried to think about the last stunt he’d pulled, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t come up with anything.

  This was not going to be good. He could feel it now.

  TRAVIS

  “IS HE ON his way?” Travis asked his father when the old man disconnected the call.

  “Yup,” Curtis replied, a small smile curving the corners of his lips.

  “’Bout time,” Sawyer added. “He’s gonna be pissed, y’all know that, right?”

  “He’ll get over it,” Beau chimed in.

  Travis glanced at Ethan, who was standing beside Beau, the two of them looking more content than Travis had ever seen them.

  “You lucked out this year,” Travis told Ethan.

  “Me? What the hell did I do? I’ve been good all year long,” Ethan said, his serious tone belying the grin he couldn’t seem to hide.

  “Right. And what’s the new definition of good? I’m gonna need to make sure I’m up on this new terminology,” Sawyer said smartly.

  “Careful,” Ethan warned Sawyer. “As I look around here, I think I can count at least two dozen women who’d love to see you in Zane’s place.”

  Sawyer turned and looked around as though trying to eye those women Ethan was referring to before looking back at him. It wasn’t hard. There were literally about two dozen who had Sawyer in their sights. The guy was a fucking chick magnet.