“Yeah.” I wrapped my arms around her. “Can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you, Isla.”
As we dropped off to sleep, I heard her whisper, “My life didn’t even start until you.”
I was so damn ready for this adventure we were setting out on. And I truly believed that with her at my side, we could do anything.
Was I a lucky motherfucker or what?
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Excerpt from TORE (Sidewinders: Generations, Book 2) Unedited and subject to change
Chapter One
Margot
“Welcome to the third annual Fantasy Night at Club Inferno.” Jamie Teller, one of the club’s owners, looked around the room with a smile. “Fantasy Night only happens once a year, where thousands of people send us their sexual fantasies and the staff here at the club has to choose which ones of you get to live them out. There’s a lottery since none of the participants are members of the club and, once the winners are notified, stringent medical screening and paperwork to determine how to make this the sexual fantasy of your life. Those of you who made it through the lengthy process are going to have a blast tonight, so please have a drink while you wait, and the staff will be walking around giving you room or station assignments, depending on your fantasy.”
Standing in the back of the room, I looked around nervously. I was as nervous as I was excited. I’d entered the contest for Fantasy Night on a whim, after going so long without a relationship or sex, but I truly hadn’t expected my sexual fantasy to be chosen. This was one of the hottest, most exclusive sex clubs in the country, so I never thought I’d be one of the lucky ones. Of course, my friendship with Jamie probably had something to do with it, and that was what I was nervously excited about.
He came toward me now with his familiar sweet, lazy smile on his face, but there was something in his eyes that made me uncertain and I frowned a little.
“You look beautiful tonight,” he said, leaning over to kiss my cheek.
“Thank you.” I flushed, still unused to compliments from hot guys like Jamie, even though he was married and not someone I was interested in beyond Fantasy Night.
“Are you ready?”
I nodded.
“So…” He seemed hesitant. “I know you’ve been thinking that Viggo and I were going to be part of your fantasy.” Jamie was bisexual and Viggo was his husband.
“You mean you’re not?” I asked in alarm, my heart skipping a beat.
He shook his head. “We talked about it. You know we’re both bi, not gay, and we do occasionally treat ourselves to a night with a woman. But we’re always careful, because our marriage, our family, is more important to us than anything, and having a threesome with a woman we’re friends with outside of the club, well, it just doesn’t feel right.”
“I would never try to come between you,” I said quickly.
“I know, doll. This is about us, though. Not you.”
“But—” I started to protest but he put a gentle finger on my lips.
“You trust me, don’t you, Margot?”
I nodded automatically because I did.
“And we’ve talked about the possibilities for tonight for weeks. Did you prepare the way I told you to?”
I flushed again, because I still wasn’t used to talking about things like butt plugs and anal sex and threesomes. Even though I’d signed up for all of that tonight.
“Margot?”
I swallowed. “Yes. I did everything you told me to.”
“You’re wearing a plug now?”
“Yes.”
“Tonight is going to be good for you,” he said softly. “I promise. I’ve hand-picked the men you’re going to be with. Your fantasy is going to come true in more ways than one and that’s what you wanted, right? A night of the wildest sex you’ve ever dreamed of, with two men who—”
“But I thought it would be you and Viggo!” I whispered, on the verge of tears, panicking now that reality was setting in. “I thought…”
“I know.” He closed his big, warm hands around one of mine and brought it to his chest. “And we did discuss it. At length. I know you’d be more comfortable with us, but long-term, we like you too much to attempt something so intimate, and at the end of the day, our marriage comes first. Bringing in a woman who hangs out at our house, who’s our friend, might add a level of complication for all of us.” He met my gaze intently. “You understand, don’t you?”
“Yes.” I hated it, but I did.
“And you know the rules for tonight?”
I nodded. “But—”
“Stop saying but. I asked if you would trust me to make tonight good for you and you said yes. Initially I was going to do it personally, but the two guys I’ve set up for the evening are exactly the perfect match for what you—and they—need.”
“You know I’ve never done anything like this… what if I can’t do it?” I whispered. “What if I’m not attracted to them or, or… something?”
“There is no universe where you’re forced to do anything. You can leave or say no at any time. This is Fantasy Night, and if you’re upset, that ruins it for everyone. But you need to trust me. You trusted me when this first came up and I want you to trust me now.”
“Are we ready?” Viggo came over to us, leaning over to kiss my cheek just as Jamie had done. “Hello, beautiful.”
They were truly the sweetest guys. Not to mention hot. Sexy. I’d thought I’d be getting
