“Come for me again, Raina,” Alex commands, his voice thundering across the room as Max smacks my ass, his fingers working my clit until I finally let go.
“YES!” I scream, and at the same time, Vincent deep-throats me into complete submission.
Time dilates, and the world disappears around us.
I welcome Vincent’s release, and I swallow every drop.
“My good, sweet girl,” he breaths and leans down to kiss me.
He tastes himself and smiles. I feel Alex and Max’s essence trickling out of my body as they slowly pull out, and I know we’re only getting started. It’s a new contract, a new idea, a new dawn for whatever this is between us. But I soften in their arms and feel their bodies glued to mine, sweat covering us with a golden afterglow.
I understand. There’s more to this. So much more.
“Then yes,” I say at one point as we spread across the silky bed.
“Yes?” Alex asks, giving me a curious look.
Max smiles like the devil himself. “You heard our good girl, gentlemen. It’s a resounding yes.”
15
ALEX
It’s a dream come true.
I just don’t want to say it out loud. It might disintegrate and disappear before my very eyes. There’s no telling what the future holds, but what we’ve found with Raina is like nothing else, and I have no intention of losing it.
“Are you with me, Alex?” Kaleb’s voice pierces through the veil.
“Yes, sorry.”
I’ve been with him in the bike shop for the better part of an hour, except my mind keeps wandering back to his sister, his wonderful, delicious, extraordinary sister. Max, Vincent, and I have yet to discuss how we’re going to break the news to him, and Raina asked us to keep it between us for a while longer. It’s a big secret, though. It’s starting to weigh on me, because Kaleb is a good man and deserves the truth.
“Where’s your head at?” Kaleb asks, half smiling as he wipeshis hands on a rag and gets up from underneath the Orange County anniversary model.
By the looks of it, it’s complete and ready for a test drive as soon as tomorrow. The snows have melted in the meantime, and this last stretch of February in Portland seems eager to make room for spring. The roads are cold but dry enough for a ride, if I’m careful.
“Everywhere,” I chuckle dryly. “Haus of Sin is about to end its winter season, and we’ve got all these bikes coming out of Hillsdale. There’s a new purchase on the horizon, too, plus a couple more business ventures on the way.”
“Fair enough,” Kaleb says. “Oh, and you’re opening the new restaurant in Old Town, too, right?”
“The Black Swan,” I nod slowly. “Yes.”
Kaleb gives me a curious, almost wary look. “And you really want my sister to head your kitchen there?”
“I can’t think of anyone else,” I reply with a shrug. “I’m sure you can agree.”
“Absolutely. I mean, she deserves every good thing coming her way, if I’m honest. She’s been through a lot, and she needs a light at the end of the tunnel. I just wish I could do more.”
“You’re being one hell of a big brother, Kaleb. It’s more than enough,” I tell him. “She’s lucky to have you in her life. How’s she been, by the way?”
God, I hate lying to him.
He smiles with a twinkle of pride in his smoky eyes. “She’s good. Yeah. We spoke on the phone just yesterday. Another week or so, and she’s done with that winter resort. She wenton and on about the Valentine’s Dinner and the glowing reviews. Hell, Alex, I could listen to her talking about food all day and never get bored, I swear.”
“She’s passionate, I’ll give her that. And the dishes were extraordinary. I mean, that breakfast carpaccio was just so outside the box and brilliant and surprising at the same time.” I stop myself, my blood quickening as I notice Kaleb’s confusion. “What’s wrong?”
“How would you know about the breakfast carpaccio? Were you at the lodge? The… what’s it called again…”
