Okay, so I might have stalked their social media on long winter Seattle nights. A girl got bored and had the right to feel melancholic over a guy or two.
Instead of answering my question, Cade grasped my arm, not like Michael had, but in a firm grip all the same. He turned my arm around in the club’s dim light. Anger flashed across his expression. I chanced a glance at Jace, and his face was pulled into a tight frown.
Purple and black finger marks were already forming just above the elbow and encompassed her entire arm. Great—now Maddy would keep me up all night wanting every single sliver of a detail. That was if I got out of here anytime soon.
“It’s nothing,” I offered and pulled my arm back.
Power surrounded me, and I shivered in Cade’s arms. It rolled off them in intoxicating waves. Not overbearing but strong, masculine, and it stroked against my libido like a lover’s feather-light kiss.
“What are you doing here, Elle?” Jace started, swiping at a tendril of hair brushing against my temple. He was always the gentler talking of the two men. Not that either of them knew I used to compare their quirks and mannerisms.
“I know I should leave. I don’t really belong in a place like this, never did. I should have never come. I thought a couple of dances with a cute guy wouldn’t hurt anybody.” Boy, had I been wrong. I tapered off my explanation, not really wanting to dive head first into the why and how of me being on the floor dancing with a stranger.
I shot up in Cade’s lap. Blood drained from my face. “Oh, crap.” My hands went to his jacket. “I forgot all about him. The bartender. We were dancing.”
Jace chuckled. “Don’t worry about Shawn, baby. He’s already back to serving drinks and looking for the next dance.”
With a mortified stare, I followed Cade’s finger to where he pointed at the bar below. True enough. There Shawn stood working on sweeping a single lady off her feet from the looks of it.
My hands dropped to my lap. Damn. I didn’t know why, but the sight sent a pang of hurt through me.
Slowly, Jace ran a hand up my bare leg and settled it just at the hem of my dress which already rode high on my thighs. My heartrate matched the thudding of the bass pulsating through the club. My attention roamed over the crowd and settled on Jace’s eyes. He looked at me, and I felt the power of his gaze tenfold. “Don’t worry about him,” he soothed. “He works fast and he’s a player. Moves from one pretty face to another every break rotation.”
Still...ouch.
Cade picked up where his friend left off. “Enough about him though.”
When both only crooked a brow, irritation drove me forward. “Okay, look just because I was having a good time on the dance floor with Mr. Bartender down there, and Michael made it look like I slept around...It doesn’t mean that I do. I don’t know what you two are playing at but, seriously. I don’t belong here.”
“I think our girl needs to relax a little, don’t you think so, Jace?”
My chest heaved at what I heard. When my gaze dropped, I spied the bulges in their pants.
I didn’t trust myself to not get carried away by the heated look in their eyes. I untangled myself from them, but I didn’t get far. Jace turned me around on the couch, my back against his chest. Swift hands unraveled all of Maddy’s hard work, and my hair waved down my back.
Strong fingers buried into the thickness, and he turned my head.
I gave a gasp, and Jace took full advantage. He devoured my lips, and I tumbled head first into the delicious taste of his mouth on mine and let all my fantasies over the years fall through my mind.
I’ve heard the term lust-drunk before, but I never thought I would ever experience it firsthand.
Cade pulled my legs up and literally growled when they fell open butterfly style, pushing my dress high over my hips.
“My God,” he rasped. His hands rested on my knee and slowly worked the flesh of my calves before slipping off my shoes. “If you taste as sweet as I remember, we’re both in for an angelic treat tonight.” He looked at me as if with awe and reverence.
“You’re beautiful. I can’t believe you’re here, with us.”
The deep, gravelly sound of his voice dragged across my libido. My mind locked onto the primal need it stirred inside, and all I could think about was right here, right now. Taking me in the middle of the club with only a curtain between us and the world, I didn’t care.
The mere thought made juices spill to wet Cade’s fingers when he tore away the strip of silk covering his view of my pussy.
I gasped, shocked by the sudden sound of cloth ripping and the sight of my panties being tossed over his shoulder.
I didn’t understand what exactly was happening at the moment. Cade and Jace? At the same time? To my utter mortification, I didn't fully care to have answers.
Heat didn’t only seep into my veins—it flooded them instantly, and the flickering flames of arousal that started down on the dance floor were now a full-fledged wildfire.
Jace thrust is tongue deeper, groaning into my mouth and Cade, oh, God! I cried out when Cade’s broad shoulders pinned my legs wide and he blew a hot breath over my sensitive flesh. He hauled my body to him, and Jace and I both moved in unison with literally no space between the three of us.
The rough brush of Cade’s stubble rubbed against the soft, bare folds of my pussy and clit. And just when I thought this night couldn’t get any more complicated, I came all over my ex’s face. He had me so worked up and in need with the slightest touch against my clit, and I
