~CASSELBA'S POV
AT EXACTLY HALF PAST NINE, two luxury cars pull into my driveway. I can tell from the window I stand behind that they are expensive models. The first one is a black Escalade. The gleaming door sweeps open and Caden climbs out, every inch of him smoking hot; like a Mafia boss.
He must've abandoned his suit jacket because he wears only blacks slacks and a crisp white button-down. The second car is a red Corvette. I'm familiar with the young man within, but when he climbs out the car, my stomach still does a little flutter.
Ryan Hallow, just like his father; a strapping male figure. Their eyes meet on my driveway. Caden nods to his son, and together they both walk to my door. A second later, I hear the loud ringing of the doorbell.
Moving away from the window, I sweep to the door—in hurried steps, I must add. I'm aware my stomach is twisted up in knots as I walk to it. I'm also aware my wolf purring to meet the human males just outside out door.
Down girl! I nudge her.
I finally reach the door and pull it open. The first thing to hit me is their cologne. Bold, whispery, and fierce. Both of them; Lightning and Rain. The second thing is their attire. My eyes slowly rake over Caden, all 6"3 of his solid male beauty.
The first three buttons of his shirt are open so I see his cream skin underneath. I look to Ryan, my white chocolate. He stares right back at me with liquid coffee eyes so pretty I nearly moan. The men were barely through the door but I was already hot for them. For both of them.
Surprisingly, I manage to shift my attention from their bodies.
"Please, gentlemen. Come in," I say with a smile.
Ryan smiles back. Caden's lips only twitch. God! I moan inwardly. I was in love with his brooding nature. I move away and they walk in.
Few minutes earlier, I had picked Caden's call. I was surprised when he apologized for his behavior at our date. By 'our', I mean three people. Me, him, and his son. His apology was in his own dark way, gruff but caring underneath. I had smiled all through the phone call. I was still on the line with him when the flowers arrived. I'd loved them.
White and yellow roses.
I wondered who could order a flower delivery at night. It turned out Caden did. Being a billionaire businessman was profitable.
I turn from the door and spot the men with eyes fiercer than a lupine on me, and I should know. I was the predator in our ménage à trois. They looked at me as if they wanted to eat me. A desire I saw so raw and potent in their eyes.
"Wine?" I quickly put in. It was more of a murmur as the atmosphere in the house had gone chemical in seconds.
Caden nods.
"Please follow me," I say, walking through their middle to the kitchen.
Caden's scent tickles my nose again as I walked past, and Ryan smelled so fucking good. With my heightened senses, I could detect the rise in their pheromones and without looking down, I could tell the men were hard as bricks right now. I was also more than ready for them.
Caden begins to walk close and I know any nearer would lead to the fulfillment of the raw, primal vision I could see in their eyes.
Rough sex with me on the kitchen island...
But we need to talk so I quickly grab a bottle of Blue Heavens and three glasses before he can get any closer. I hear him growl low in his throat as I hurriedly walk out the kitchen.
I blush and smile, knowing the denial only made the room hotter. I settle down on a large sofa in the living room and two seconds later, the men appear beside me; Ryan to the left and Caden to the right. Being in the middle of their big, beautiful bodies made me feel... more feminine.
I uncork the wine bottle as Ryan speaks up.
"Your house is beautiful," he says, his eyes leaving me for a moment to go over the chic sitting area.
"Thank you," I reply with a hand over the glasses. The sparkly white wine sloshes into them.
"Being a professor comes with it's privileges."
"I can see that." It was Caden's voice, with its rich timbre.
His eyes move over the luxury furniture, all white in synchrony with the equally pristine walls.
"It's like art," he adds.
"Here," I say, handing over a glass each to both of them.
We clink together with a smile and drink up. The wine is tangy and my tongue darts out to wet my lips.
Caden catches this little movement and freezes. He lowers his glass to the nearby crystal table and turns back to me with eyes dark with desire. I shift a little under his stare.
"You are fucking beautiful, Casselba," he growls to me.
His eyes are wicked, going over my body like a torch.
"Yeah," Ryan echoes from my left.
"When you opened the door, standing there in those cotton shorts..." He trails off and Caden completes his statement.
"You are sin, woman," he growls with a voice gravelly and thick in need.
I dare to glance down and my cheeks burn. His crotch held a blatant bulge, growing larger under my stare.
I look back up just as Caden moves in. His lips touch mine and the kiss is sudden and drowning. I loved the way he didn't ask to kiss to me. I loved his bold nature. My hand crawls to his shirt and once I fist the material, Caden growls against my lips.
He drags me roughly to him on the couch and I slam flush into his chest.
His mouth descends again and our kissing is led by pure want. His large hands cradle the small of my back and his tongue scatters my thoughts. I moan into him and the kiss turns feverish, a battle of desire and lust. His palm meets my breast and kneads me soft. I whimper into him, breaking the kiss. With his other hand, he draws a faint line across my lips and grasps hard on my tits.
"Oh god..." I rasp against his lips.
The words barely leave my lips before his lips crash back down. I meet him eagerly we drink each other in passion.
It is then I feel another breath behind me. Another presence.
Ryan...
I sit in Caden's lap, straddling him as we kiss when I feel Ryan close in from behind me. His fingers trail over my back as he leaves soft kisses over my nape and hair. His fingers dip low to the hem of my shorts. Then lowers still to my ass. He caresses the flesh then groans in my ear.
"You are fucking sexy... so fucking sexy..."
His hand slides into the shorts and I buck on Caden.
Ryan is now sucking on my neck from behind as his father drowns me wet with his tongue. I slowly begin to move on Caden, my thighs spread wide on his erection.
"Oh yeah!" Caden growls in my hair, dragging me harder over his erection. I begin to pant and that's when I feel Ryan's hand snaking from behind to the front of my shorts. His palm spreads over me a moment later and he feels my heat.
"Fuck..." he whispers from behind. "... I want to taste you right now, so fucking much."
He rubs over my pussy and I squirm against his palm, riding over his hand and Caden at the same time. My eyes open for a moment, meeting the lit hazel eyes of Caden below me. He looks pained and I can feel just how much he wants me. He drags me tight against him and Ryan rubs harder into my shorts.
Caden's hands cover both my breasts and he kneads me hard. I can feel Ryan's finger under my shorts, sliding softly over me and my head falls back. He clamps his mouth over my neck as his father pulls down my shirt, instantly clamping his mouth over the swell of my breasts.
"Oh fuck!" I whisper, holding his heat to me as he suckles madly on my nipple.
I can feel both men's erection hard on me. Caden is risen like a fist under me, and Ryan's cock bulges hard from behind, teasing my ass.
Caden drowns his head in my cleavage while Ryan rubs hard over my pussy and suckles on my neck. Our breaths are coming in hard panting and groaning and I'm riding above Caden, with only light clothing in the way.
The passion is so hot we can't even break away for a moment to peel our clothes off.
"...the contract..." I call, shivering in their arms. "...aren't we supposed to talk about the contract first?"
"Fuck the contract!" Caden rumbles against my tits.
I feel something wet on my belly, sliding low to the middle of my legs. I shift a little on Caden's lap and look down. It was the wine. My half-finished glass had poured over. I blush as the liquid spreads lower to my shorts. Ryan's sees this from behind and mouths in my ear.
"I am going to dry you off..." His fingers cup me hard. "...with my tongue."
Caden growls at his son's words and abruptly lifts to his feet. With me in their middle, the two men stride for a wider cushion. At this point, anything would do.