Devotion (Club Destiny #5)(89)
Author: Nicole Edwards

Cole couldn’t get the words out, knowing the instant he tried to say them, his own sob would tear free. For the first time in his entire life, he felt as though he fit. Better yet, now he didn’t feel as though he only fit in one place. He didn’t want to be the piece that only fit one way, he wanted to bend with them, and now that he wasn’t only the middle piece, he felt as though that last connection was complete.

“Next time, I want you to look me in the eyes when you make love to me,” Luke said.

Cole’s heart grinned, and it traveled all the way to his mouth. So there would be a next time.

He wasn’t sure life could ever get better than this.

Chapter Thirty

Sierra wouldn’t lie, she was nervous as hell.

Tonight was the soft opening of their club and even after all the work they’d put into it, she still prayed there weren’t any substantial hiccups that would ruin what she hoped was the biggest night of their lives.

With the changes that Luke and Cole made, with Xander and Trent offering their input, she knew this place was going to be even bigger and better than Club Destiny. Although she’d only toured the fetish club once during operating hours, and she had enjoyed it, she knew they’d evolved significantly since Luke and Logan designed that club.

Stepping into the living room, Sierra caught sight of Luke and Cole standing on the back porch, both sipping beer as they stared out over the pool. She stopped in her tracks, taking a minute to admire them both. Her men were otherworldly attractive when they were dressed casually, but wearing tuxedos… Just wow.

Both men were tall, Luke a few inches taller than Cole, with long, lean bodies that were prone to make heads turn. She smiled to herself at the thought. They were hers and tonight, she intended to make sure everyone knew it too.

Aside from their public announcement of their relationship, the three of them didn’t flaunt their very untraditional lifestyle. Tonight she had the opportunity because of the venue and she fully intended to take advantage of it. After persuading Sam to help her, Sierra had managed to put a surprise in place that even Luke and Cole didn’t know about. Not an easy feat, mind you.

A low, seductive whistle caught Sierra’s attention, and she looked up to see that Luke had made his way inside while she was still staring at Cole through the large windows overlooking the acreage behind their house that seemed to flow for miles.

“Woman, I’m not sure I can let you out of the house in that,” Luke said warningly.

Sierra did a little spin in front of Luke and then took his outstretched hand when she turned to face him again. “You like it?”

“Stunning,” he whispered. “Then again, you’re always stunning.”

Sierra absolutely loved the dress she had found. It was a turquoise silk sheath with a cowl neckline, delicate beaded straps and a sweep train that flowed beautifully behind her when she walked. The color set off her eyes, and she’d known it was perfect for this event as soon as she slipped it on the very first time. Admittedly, Sierra didn’t dress up much these days, so she’d been looking forward to this night for some time now.

“Gorgeous.” Cole’s voice drifted her way when he moved into the house, shutting and locking the back door as he did, his eyes never leaving her.

“Thank you. I was thinking the same about the two of you.”

Her men could rock a tux like no other man in the world.

“Are you ready?” Luke asked, still holding her hand.

“As I’ll ever be.”

Sierra smiled at the two of them, another sudden surge of gargantuan butterflies taking off in her tummy. She prayed she could make it through this night.

Luckily she’d had the forethought to wear waterproof mascara.

Less than twenty minutes later, they were pulling up to the club in Sierra’s Escalade with Cole at the wheel. The vehicle came to a stop near the front doors, and Luke exited then opened her door and helped her out. The valet retrieved the keys from Cole and then he joined them. Standing between them, Sierra slipped one arm through one of each of theirs and then smiled up at them.

Showtime.

The club was already open, and as they walked toward the door, Sierra stopped to stare up at the sign that lit up the darkened sky against the mirrored glass, backlit by the white fiber optic lights. Beautiful. And the new name incorporated everything in one single word.

Sierra allowed Cole and Luke to lead her inside where they were greeted by two unusually large, extremely dangerous looking security officers who were employed, along with others, permanently with the club. Because there was no anonymity to go along with this club, they had to ensure the safety of their guests and members. They didn’t anticipate anything; however Luke wanted to be cautious. He said he wasn’t interested in putting his family at risk; therefore, he felt better with them there. She wasn’t going to disagree.