“I still can’t believe it’s real.”
“It is. Every bit of it is real.” Deacon grinned.
She pushed to sit up on the pillows. “Are you being easy on me? Should I be able to do more than I am?”
Cole propped himself up on his elbow. “We aren’t being easy. We want you to love it. And I’ll say it again. It’s worth the wait.”
She chewed on her lip. “But I want it. I want to know what it’s like. Not just the toys.”
Deacon passed the menu over her to Cole. “You are a determined little thing. And we appreciate it. But it’s not a sprint to the finish line. Let your body take this in.”
“My body wants you,” she purred. “And you.” She turned to Cole next.
“That may be, but you’re not going to be happy if you get hurt and can’t have sex for a week, are you?”
She scowled. “That’s a possibility?”
Cole handed the menu back. “You worked up two levels on your first night, baby. It’s not going to take long. In the meantime, let us love you. Let us give you pleasure. Enjoy the toys. We want them to feel good. Do they?”
She nodded. “I didn’t know they could feel good. It’s weird. Is it weird?”
Deacon laughed. “No, it makes you sexually evolved. Willing to try everything you can. Exploring something new isn’t weird. Enjoying it means you know how to handle your body and ours.”
His words made her feel more triumph than she expected. “How many levels?” she asked.
Cole blinked. “I don’t know how to answer that.”
Deacon slid off the bed walking around to where his suitcase was. They were staying in his room. “I think I can.”
He pulled out a velvet bag and dumped the contents on the rumpled sheets in front of them.
Abby gawked at the display. She had never seen toys like these in her life. But she knew they were all for anal play. All of them.
“If you can take this one,” He held up a wide rubber cock. “I think you’ll be fine.”
Abby’s jaw dropped. It was huge, but still not as huge as either Cole or Deacon. “That’s going there?”
He nodded. “See? Baby steps. Let’s take it slow and have fun with it. No rush. It will be epic. We want you to remember it because of how much you loved it, not because of how much it hurt. Get it?”
He began to repack his toy bag. Cole picked up the phone to place the dinner menu.
“Want to take a bath before dinner is served?” he asked. “I think there will be plenty of time. I have a few other calls to return before the meeting tomorrow.”
Deacon appeared at the side of the bed, scooping her into his arms. He lifted her as if she weighed nothing. “I think I’ve got this. You get dinner and drinks started.”
Cole smiled and turned his attention to the phone.
Deacon carried her into his oversized spa-like bathroom.
“This is ok with Cole?” She didn’t know how it was supposed to work. Sharing was being defined in new ways in Vegas.
“Why wouldn’t it be?”
He started the shower, punching in the temperature controls and setting the lighting, so the shower glowed. It looked like there were candles on the other side of the glass walls. It was amazing.
“Because you and I are alone. I don’t know. It’s ok? Is this considered cheating? Is he fine with it?”
He nodded, closing the shower door behind him. “We both want alone time with you. And no one gets mad or jealous. It’s not cheating.”