Logan laughed. “Are you kidding? Who do you think instigates it?”
Elijah chuckled. That was only partly true. She didn’t always instigate, but she rarely ever turned either of them down.
Luke rolled his eyes, his gaze moving through the space as he kept an eye on everything that was going on.
“Speaking of Sam,” Elijah said, turning to Logan, “she said to remind you she wants to play tonight.”
His eyes glittered. “I know.”
Elijah tried to read him, but he couldn’t, which meant that playtime was certainly still on the table, and if he had to guess, Sam was going to be in for a treat.
***
“They look …friendlierthan they did before,” Sierra said, pulling Sam’s attention off of Mistress Serena and that wicked crop she was using on one of her submissives.
Sam followed Sierra’s gaze, noticed she was watching Logan and Elijah, who were standing nearly shoulder to shoulder as they laughed.
“Things better between them?”
She cut her gaze to Sierra. “Things weren’t bad between them.”
Her friend nodded, and she could see that Sierra didn’t believe her.
Sam wished she could just tell them what was going on, but she had sworn herself to secrecy. Plus, she wasn’t really sure there was anything to tell yet. While both Logan and Elijah had regaled her with the details of their brief interlude, she wouldn’t have been the wiser otherwise. The past week had been back to normal, with both of her men acting as though nothing had happened between them.
They had been, however, intensely focused on her since she got back from Vegas. Not that she was complaining. Logan and Elijah were both very creative when it came to seduction. She figured that was part of the reason they had such a healthy sex life. It also helped that she craved them like a drug. Logan had once accused her of being addicted to sex, and while she wasn’t sure she’d go that far, she knew for a fact she was addicted to both of them.
“I haven’t seen Cole tonight,” Sam said, purposely redirecting the conversation.
Sierra smiled knowingly and answered with, “He stayed home. Urged us to get out of the house for a little while.”
“Everything okay?” Mercedes asked.
“Between us? Of course. It’s Hannah. She’s been a bit of a pill this week.”
Sam had heard the stories. The fact that Hannah had hit puberty was a point of contention, something all parents likely had to deal with. According to Sierra, the nine-year-old believed she was a teenager already.
“Well, I hope you make it up to him when you get home,” Mercedes teased Sierra.
“Oh, I plan to.” She laughed. “Luke already promised him, and I have every intention of watching.”
Sam jerked her attention back to the scene. She knew Sierra was baiting her, something she’d been doing because she clearly suspected that the tension between Logan and Elijah had to do with their attraction to one another. How the woman had jumped to that conclusion, Sam didn’t know. She’d been good, keeping her thoughts to herself ever since Colorado, so it wasn’t her fault. Not this time, anyway.
Sam spent the next hour watching as Mistress Serena interacted with her submissives. It was intriguing to watch a powerful Domme control the pleasure of three hot men. She didn’t hesitate to make them pleasure one another, using every tool in her toolbox to put on a show for the members. Sam figured that was one of the main reasons they had such a packed house on Fridays. Mistress Serena always put on a good show.
When they first arrived, Sam had been hoping they might have an opportunity to venture into one of the main scene rooms like the one the Domme was entertaining in, but she hadn’t mentioned it to Logan. She knew better. Whenever she tried to steer their playtime, it never worked out the way she envisioned. It was always hot, sure, but Logan rarely let her direct a scene.
Not that she minded. She happened to love the way Logan’s wicked mind worked. Not only was he creative in the privacy of their home, he also had an arsenal of ideas to make their visits to Devotion memorable. She figured if and when he decided to play tonight, she would enjoy whatever he had in store for her. And if not, she knew there would be something in store for her when they got home. He never left her wanting.
Another hour passed while Sam mingled with other members she knew, working her way toward Logan and Elijah, who had moved to one of the lounge areas to congregate with the other husbands.
By the time she made her way over to them, she noticed a glint in Logan’s eyes. He’d been watching her for a while because she’d felt his eyes on her. She loved that he was always aware of what she was doing and who she was talking to. It made her feel cherished that he wanted to know where she was at all times.
When she moved up behind him, setting her hands on his shoulders, he immediately reached up to touch her, caressing her hand with his. He peered up, smiled.
“I heard you wanted to play,” he said, his voice seductively low.
“I always want to play,” she countered, returning his smile.
