Vegas Bets: A MFM Romance (Nevada Bad Boys Book 5)

by Kelli Callahan

  “If you can’t make it happen, you have to spend an hour with Mistress Tammy.” I winked at him. “The full experience.”

  “You’re a bastard.” Cole leaned his head back. “I either spank Aurora or I have to spend an hour with a dominatrix?”

  “Somebody is getting spanked either way.” I chuckled and nodded.

  “Yeah, you just wait—turnabout is fair play.” Cole glared at me and exhaled sharply. “If I end up spending an hour with Mistress Tammy, you might as well book yourself a lengthy stay, because you’ll lose a bet eventually, buddy.”

  “Maybe I will.” I shrugged and sipped my beer. “But for now, I’m going back to bed and dream about you getting whacked by that angry looking riding crop she has on her billboard picture.”

  “Yeah, that ain’t happening.” Cole put his beer down. “All right, I guess I’ll go to bed too.”

  We crawled in bed beside Aurora and she stirred as our weight moved the mattress. I thought she was going to wake up, and my cock was ready if she wanted us again, but she drifted back to sleep. I stared at the ceiling for nearly an hour, just thinking about life in general. I didn’t deserve someone as awesome as Aurora, but it didn’t stop me from thinking about it. Cole was supposed to provide a distraction from those thoughts, but they still lingered, even after we shared her. I had been through enough women since coming back from Afghanistan to know how unique Aurora was. I rolled to my side so I could look at her and noticed that Cole’s eyes were open as well.

  “Can’t sleep?” Cole spoke in a quiet tone, barely above a whisper.

  “No.” I shook my head back and forth. “I hate this feeling. It’s stupid. She’ll be gone in a few days.”

  “I thought you’d shake those thoughts out of your head once we shared her.” Cole shrugged and sighed.

  “Yeah, me too. Why are you awake?” I raised an eyebrow and tilted my head. “You usually start snoring before my head even hits the pillow.”

  “Just thinking about things.” He leaned to the side and sat up. “I’m getting another beer.”

  Why not? Half of Vegas sleeps the day away as it is. I’m sure Aurora will need to sleep in after what we did.

  “So what’s on your mind?” I took the beer he offered and we sat down in the living room again.

  “Can I tell you something without you totally losing your shit with me?” Cole lit a cigarette and stared straight ahead.

  “You’re practically my brother—of course you can.” I nodded quickly.

  “I’m in debt to Johnny Ciampa.” Cole exhaled a stream of smoke and sighed. “Big time.”

  “What!?” My voice elevated, but I quickly lowered it. “What the fuck do you mean? How?”

  “Gambling, how do you think?” Cole took a hurried drag and sipped his beer.

  Cole took me through the details and I felt my anger rising. If Aurora hadn’t been sleeping in the other room, I would have probably lost my shit with him, even though I promised I wouldn’t. Staying out of debt was how we survived. If we didn’t have money in our pocket, we starved. We didn’t push for more than what we needed, because we didn’t want to cut off the cash flow we had coming in. Cole hadn’t been playing by the rules we set up when we went legit. Johnny Ciampa was a small time loan shark, so I didn’t think he was going to show up and start cracking skulls or anything, but he still had to be paid back. Even his patience wouldn’t last forever, and Cole had a big debt to clear.

  “I wish that was the worst of it, but today I found out something that has me worried even more.” Cole stabbed out his cigarette and looked over at me. “Thaddeus is making moves in Las Vegas.”

  “Fucking hell.” I leaned back and shook my head. “So, that’s why you finally decided to tell me? You think Thaddeus is going to make a play for Johnny’s business.”

  “Yeah, and there’s no way in fuck I’m going to be debt to that son of a bitch.” Cole exhaled sharply and nodded. “I wasn’t going to tell you, because I thought I had it under control, but the clock is about to start ticking.”

  “You’re not thinking about doing something illegal, are you?” I tilted my head to the side. “Cole—tell me that’s not what you’re insinuating.”

  “I’m not going to make enough money playing cards with the Vegas Scourge MC.” He sighed angrily.

  “What the fuck, man? You’re playing cards with the bikers? Those guys are criminal as fuck. You know it’s only a matter of time before the cops bust down their door, and you do not want to be there when they do!” My voice raised again but I kept it muffled.

  “I know.” Cole reached for another cigarette and sipped his beer. “That’s why I’m all fucked up right now. I knew how you would react.”

  “So that’s where you went earlier.” I nodded in understanding. “Okay, fine. This isn’t a problem we have to solve tonight. Let’s focus on helping Aurora have a great vacation, and then we’ll figure it out.”

  “I’m not asking you to do anything.” Cole lit his cigarette and held up his hand. “I’ll handle it.”

  “If it’s your problem, it’s my problem. That’s how it works. If you didn’t want me to help, you shouldn’t have borrowed the money in the first place.” I stared at him and sipped my beer.

  “Or I should have just kept my fucking mouth shut.” Cole sighed and exhaled a stream of smoke.

  “I’m glad you told me. I’ve been worried that something was bothering you and now it make sense. Luckily, we’ve got someone in the other room to distract us for a few days.” I forced a smile.

  I was angry at Cole, but I wasn’t going to turn my back on him. If he owed money to Johnny Ciampa, I was going to help him repay it. Thaddeus was a true monster—the kind that would have made Mafia kingpins tremble in their heyday. He was opportunistic, and Vegas was ripe for the taking. I might not have liked Carlos or all of the nasty shit he had his fingers in, but he did keep order in Sin City while he ran things. In the back of my mind, I knew things would escalate out of control once he got locked up. I just didn’t expect to be caught in the middle of it. The faster Cole was out of debt, the better. It took decades for the cops to find something that would stick to Carlos and bring him down. Thaddeus was likely to have a long reign once he got power. That version of Vegas wasn’t one I wanted to be a part of in any way. It was more important than ever that we stayed clear of anything even remotely illegal.

  I just hope we get this debt cleared without having to do something stupid.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Aurora

  Why am I so sore—oh, right.

  I woke up feeling every muscle in my body and a few I didn’t know I had. I groaned when I sat up, but smiled when saw Ryker and Cole on each side of me. They had apparently slept through the night and I was the first one up. I slid to the edge of the bed to avoid waking them and walked into the main part of the hotel room. There, I discovered that the party had apparently continued while I was sleeping, which explained why they were dead to the world. I picked up the room service menu and started looking over it. I had an appetite that made me want to order everything on the menu, but it was expensive. I settled on a breakfast for three, hoping that the smell would rouse them.

  Hmm, what’s this?

  I leaned over and picked up a pad of paper that had a few things jotted on it. After scanning through the list, I realized it was a list of things to do in Las Vegas. My heart warmed slightly and I couldn’t help but smile. While I was sleeping, they had sat around and made plans for our day—or multiple days, based on the length of the list. I really didn’t deserve their kindness. They might have left every muscle sore with their rough, rugged brand of passion—especially Cole—but there was something softer underneath that. They were introducing me to the real world. It was a world I never understood while living at home with my parents. Life could be fun, even if the union we formed was only temporary. Nothing about it had to be complicated or complex. We could enjoy the time we had without being weighed down by the inevit
able separation.

  Cole was supposed to be a distraction—to stifle my growing attachment to Ryker, but I might end up getting attached to Cole as well.

  Deep down, I knew any sort of emotional attachment was foolish. They were just two guys having fun with a virgin and savoring my innocence. I couldn’t help the way I felt, though. I never believed in love at first sight, fate, or destiny, but I had found myself consumed by the spontaneous combustion of lust—and perhaps that was what I needed. If I could learn passion and desire without leaving my heart on the nightstand when it was over, then I might have a chance at finding real love one day. I might finally stop ignoring guys that hit on me—heck, I might even hit on some myself. That would be different. I could take risks instead of analyzing every possible outcome before I even looked at a guy. I could tear down the walls of my sheltered youth and look at the world with eyes no longer blinded by the rose-colored glasses of my innocence.

  Okay, enough of this. I have two wonderful guys waiting to show me the best parts of Vegas. I’m just going to have fun.

  Eight hours later

  My feet hurt when we got back to the Bellagio after spending all day on the streets of Las Vegas. The day started with a trip to the Mafia museum where I got to see more movie props that I ever imagined, along with a detailed history of how things were when Mafia kingpins ran the city. The museum tried to paint things in a good light, glossing over atrocities by pointing out how safe it was in those days. It was an interesting take on criminal activity, and for a nerd like me, it was information overload. After we finished our tour of the museum, we visited a few more famous sights, saw Vegas from the top of the Stratosphere Tower, and even stopped by the pawn shop from the Pawn Stars television show. None of the famous people from the show were there, but I still had plenty of swag to take back home with me.

  “How do people figure out what they’re going to do when they come to Las Vegas?” I walked straight to the couch and dropped my weight onto it. “I feel like I could stay here a month and not see everything.”

  “That’s why people keep coming back.” Cole laughed and sat down at the end of the couch. “They don’t wear the soles off their shoes on the first trip.”

  “Yep, and once they’ve seen every sight and show imaginable, they just come back for the gambling.” Ryker lifted my head and let it rest in his lap when he sat down.

  “All of the movies I saw? They don’t do the city justice. It’s barely a glimpse.” I looked up at Ryker and smiled. “I don’t even really like to gamble—I just like seeing everything.”

  “Maybe we should teach you to play cards.” Cole slid off one of my shoes and started massaging my foot. “You might enjoy it then.”

  “Oh wow.” I moaned when he pressed on the sole of my foot. “That feels good. I’d be up for learning how to play if you want to teach me.”

  Ryker started massaging my arms and shoulders while Cole worked on my feet. Their hands were amazing. I could have fallen in love with both of them on the spot, just because of how good it felt. I didn’t even need to like them—I just needed those strong hands to keep pressing into my muscles. They worked on my muscles for nearly an hour, and by the time they were done, the only thing I had on was my panties. I hardly even noticed them undressing me. I was so entranced by their hands squeezing and pressing on my tight, tender muscles. What we did the previous night was enough to leave me sore, and spending most of the day on my feet had left me in agony. All of that melted away and by the time they were done, I felt like I had been reborn in pure nirvana.

  “If you guys get tired of gambling, you should totally open a massage parlor.” I looked up at Ryker and smiled. “You don’t know how good that felt.”

  “We do all right—most of the time.” Cole sighed and shrugged. “Besides, prostitution is legal in Nevada, so most of those massage parlors come with a happy ending.”

  “I wouldn’t complain about that.” I spread my legs and shifted my hips towards Cole. “I can be your first customer.”

  “Is that so?” Cole stretched out his hand and wrapped it around my panties. “I think you need a deep happy ending—one that massages every inch of your pussy.”

  “Still not complaining.” I felt my heart beating harder and my breathing got heavier.

  Cole peeled off my panties and slid between my thighs. Ryker handed Cole a condom and he stretched it on his length before pushing himself inside me. The massage had left me wet, especially when Cole started massaging my inner thighs, so I was more than ready for him. Ryker dropped down to the floor and started kissing my neck as Cole began to thrust. Cole’s cock quickly found my g-spot and made me moan. Ryker kissed down to my breasts and his tongue swirled around my nipples, turning them into hard nubs against his lips. Having them stimulated while Cole was inside me ignited the fuse that was going to quickly burn down into an orgasm. Cole was a lot gentler than the previous night, which was exactly what I needed after spending most of the day on my feet.

  “Do I have to wait to cum?” I drew a tight breath and looked at Cole.

  “No, you can cum as many times as you want.” Cole smiled and started thrusting harder.

  “Just save a little bit for me.” Ryker slid his finger down to my clit and started circling it.

  Cole’s cock felt so good after being teased by their hands during the massage. Ryker’s lips on my breasts combined with his finger on my clit felt even better. I squirmed on the couch when the pressure inside me started to build. I started to cum and my pussy spasmed on Cole’s thick shaft. That seemed to be enough to set him off as well. This thrusts became erratic, his abdominal muscles flexed, and then he started to erupt inside me. The condom ballooned with his seed as his dick pulsated, sending me straight into a second orgasm. My body was still on fire, even when he pulled out and Ryker took his place. Ryker dropped between my thighs and entered me immediately. There was no resistance except my tightness after cumming twice. He started to thrust and Cole took his place beside me, teasing my ears with his kisses and strumming my clit with his finger.

  “You’re so fucking hot.” Cole growled lightly as he spoke and his breath made my skin sizzle. “We could take turns on you all night, fucking this gorgeous body until you pass out.”

  “You mean—like last night?” I moaned and turned my head towards him with a smile.

  “Exactly.” Cole pushed his thumb against my chin and started to kiss me.

  Cole might have been gentle when he fucked me, but his kiss was incredibly rough. He pushed his tongue into my mouth and our tongues became intertwined, moving against each other with the same fury. The kiss made fireworks go off in my head and they amplified what was already heavenly bliss. Ryker’s thrusts brought a third orgasm, and that was enough to leave my body weary, but he wasn’t done. He kept slamming his hard dick into my pussy until another one rushed from me. It was so powerful I had to pull away from Cole’s kiss just to draw breath. My muscles tightened to the point that they were almost cramping, and then released. Ryker’s powerful thrusts slowed and I saw primal lust in his eyes. He was close. I shifted my hips, trying to move in unison with him. I finally felt his cock began to throb, and then cum surged through his shaft. He threw his head back and growled as he filled the condom with his seed.

  “God damn—your pussy is like a perfect vise when you cum.” He growled again and more of his manhood flooded the condom.

  “It squeezes the life out of you, but you never want to leave.” Cole chuckled and sat back on his haunches.

  “Exactly.” Ryker slumped forward once he was spent. “I swear it gets better every time.”

  The three of us laid on the couch once our passion was drained from our bodies. Their fingers lightly traced my skin and I dozed for a few minutes. It wasn’t much of a nap, but I was so tired that it felt like every second with my eyes closed gave me a little more strength. After we finally got the energy to stand, I ordered room service. It was getting expensive, especially with my limited fun
ds, but I had no desire to leave the hotel room. We tore into the food like ravenous animals. We had a light lunch to begin with and we definitely worked an appetite once we got back to the hotel room. After the food was finished, complete with an unhealthy dessert I would probably regret when I stepped on the scale in Tennessee, Cole walked over with a deck of cards and started shuffling it.

  “Are you ready to learn how to play?” Cole looked over at me and smiled.

  “Sure, I guess so.” I shrugged and nodded. “What are we going to gamble for?”

  “Nothing right now.” He shook his head back and forth. “You have to learn how the cards work first.”

  “Okay, sounds good.” I leaned forward against the table. “I know that Aces are the best, right?”

  “Better in pairs.” Cole nodded quickly.

  “Like us.” Ryker leaned forward and let his lips tease my neck.

  I have a feeling this is not going to be a normal game of poker.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Aurora

  Ryker and Cole taught me how the hands worked with a few regular games of poker, and then introduced me to Texas Hold’em, which was what they played almost exclusively. It was a lot more fun than drawing cards and throwing a few away to hope for the best. I quickly saw how strategy could make or break someone at the table. I might not have been much of a gambler, but the game seemed to come down to simple analytics. The more players, the bigger the risk of someone having a better hand, and if you could make your opponent fold before too many cards hit the table, it gave you a better chance of winning. There were some finer details I didn’t completely understand, but I felt like I had a good grasp of it after about an hour of practicing.

  “I see why you two like this—it’s kind of addicting.” I pushed my winning hand back towards the middle of the table.