PROLOGUE: CASSIDY
The alcohol had made Cassidy feel comfortably warm. The music that bled through speakers hidden somewhere in the dark corners of the club, thumped a rhythm she could feel deep inside her, and she couldn’t get enough of the sensation.
If she had it her way, she would dance for the entire night, sleep all day, and do it all over again the next night. And every other night of her stay after this. Because the euphoria was palpable, and it had been far too long since she had felt this way.
She was several drinks in, and three very sexy, half-dressed men surrounded her, gyrating their hips and brushing up against her body as she swayed on her feet in tune to the music. The muted blue light filtering from the ceiling of the club cast long shadows over their features, but every once in a while, the light would hit their faces just right and she would gasp. She believed the image was almost like glimpsing a god.
Well, three of them, anyway.
It had occurred to her, while moving her body with the beat of the music, against three men who had seemingly crawled out of her fantasies, that her vacation was off to an incredibly great start. She was only into the first night of her vacation and was already having the time of her life.
And with these three men dancing up on her, she was feeling exceptionally light. But that might be the booze doing all the talking.
Not that she was drunk. A bit buzzed, maybe.
She worked to commit their names to memory. They had introduced themselves before leading her to the dancefloor, and though she was sure she wouldn’t see them again past tonight, she wanted to remember as much as she could. Including their names. Because this was one night for the books. One she was sure to replay for years to come.
Steele. He had piercing green eyes, and full, wavy brown hair that barely stretched past the nape of his neck. A thin layer of fuzz covered his face, framing his full, straight lips. He stood about half a foot taller than Cassidy and was the shorter of the three, heavenly men.
Dallas. He had dark blue eyes that were like looking into sapphires. His hair was pulled back into a messy man-bun. And like his partner, Steele, he also had a layer of fuzz covering his face, but his lips were thinner, and he was taller.
Lastly, but certainly not least, was Malachi. The tallest member of the three. He was nearly a foot taller than her frame, according to Cassidy’s perception. His darker brown hair was layered, allowing his curls to frame his face more, and was somewhere between Steele and Dallas’ lengths. His eyes were also light blue. The kind that stole her breath away each time she looked into them. He also had a goatee.
The men’s hands start to brush along her body, touching her in ways that set her nerves on fire, and a pool of wetness formed between her legs. She bit her plump bottom lip as she raked her fingers down Steele’s and Dallas’ chests, feeling the dips and hills of their muscles as they moved with her while Malachi pressed against her back, with an arm wrapped around her waist, grinding his hips into her ass.
Soon, warm, tingling sensations fill her body and she became extremely aroused.
Once the song was over the men coaxed her toward a booth where they proceeded to touch and kiss her in ways she had only dreamed of, once again giving her the impression that these three men walked out of her most erotic fantasies. While she sat on Malachi’s lap, her back pressed firmly against his chest while the other two tried to steal her attention, Steele kissed her. He was the one with lean, hardened muscle covering every inch of his frame.
The way his mouth moved with hers… oh heavens above.
Dallas busied himself with touching her breasts, sending his fingers beneath her shirt and bra to tease her nipples erect, forcing a flood to flush between her legs.
Malachi dipped a hand beneath her waistband, finding her sensitive, swollen clit drenched in her lust. His fingers danced along her sex, and with the other two touching and kissing her… she came hard onto his fingers.
Her cries were muffled by the loud music.
Once the wave of pleasure had faded, she desperately wanted more. Dallas and Steele smirked at her devilishly while Malachi’s lips brushed against her ear, sending tendrils of tingles through her body.
“What do you say we get out of here and head back to your place… and then we can really get things started.”
Things started happening in a blur… First, they were out of the club, walking down the street in the center of Manitou Springs. Then in her room, peeling clothes from her body as she made her way to the bed.
As the men coaxed her to her bed, she considered how wrong it would be to take advantage of these amazing men. Sleeping with three of them, much less one… or even having a one-night stand wasn’t like her. The last time she even got close to a one-night stand was when her best friend had one with her current husband. She ended up pregnant. And though Cassidy was positive that wouldn’t happen to her, she didn’t have the space in her life for a child. Not to mention, she wasn’t ready for a relationship.
Sex? Yes.
Anything beyond that? No.
The men were far too delicious to pass up, and so long as they were willing to send her to places she had never been before, she was going to let them devour every last ounce of her arousal.
Malachi sat on his knees at the head of the bed. His dick, fully erect with a slight curve to the shaft, stared her in the face. She bit her lip again and licked her lips as she crawled on her hands and knees to him. She stuck out her tongue and slid it underneath the shaft, just beneath the head, and licked toward the tip.
He shuddered. “Getting a little ahead of yourself darling?”
“How so?” Cassidy asked.
He smirked. “Because my partner, here is supposed to be underneath you facing that way.”