“I was thinking about us.” Her throat tightened and she had to work to get the words out around the sudden catch. “I was thinking how lucky I am. And how happy.”
Lucas reached for her hand and tugged her away from Cole, into his arms until he was wrapped around her, their noses just inches apart.
“That’s funny, because Cole and I were just remarking on what lucky sons of bitches we were that you hadn’t tossed us out months ago.”
Her smile grew broader and she leaned up on tiptoe to offer him her mouth. His hand tangled possessively in her hair and he pulled her to him, devouring her lips in a breathless kiss. Then he pulled her away, his hand still solidly fisted in her hair. His eyes glittered with desire and she shivered at the raw power that emanated from him.
With his free hand, he traced a line along her cheekbone and then softly over her lips. “So very beautiful. So very perfect. And you belong to us.”
“Always,” Cole growled softly from behind her. “Never doubt it, Ren.”
Tears pricked her eyelids and her vision became swimmy. One escaped, trickling down her cheek, landing into Lucas’s hand. He looked instantly alarmed. His gaze softened and he released her hair to cup her face with both hands.
“Ren, love, what’s wrong?”
Cole was at her side, shoving in instantly. His eyes narrowed and he glanced accusingly in Lucas’s direction. She looked at both of them, took in these strong, dominant men. Men who loved her, adored her, cherished her every single minute of every single day.
“Ren?” Cole prompted. “What’s wrong, darling?”
She smiled again, so wide that her lips felt as though they would split at the corners. “Nothing. Nothing at all. In fact everything is so …right. So very right.”
She pushed in close and wrapped an arm around both their waists. She rested her cheek against Lucas’s chest but held on tightly to Cole. Cole slid his arm around her until she was held by both men. Loved. So very loved.
“I love you both so much,” she whispered.
Cole kissed her temple and Lucas brushed his mouth over the top of her head. “We love you too, Ren,” Cole said.
The men pulled away from her and then Lucas took her hand. “Come with us. There’s something we have for you.”
Cocking her head to the side, she followed obediently, but inside she was like a kid at Christmas. They were forever showering her with little surprises and she enjoyed being spoiled as much as they enjoyed spoiling her.
Lucas stopped to pick up several bags that she hadn’t seen them bring inside the door. Cole led her toward the bedroom and Lucas followed closely behind.
Lucas set the bags onto the bed. “Put on everything we’ve bought. Dress, stockings, shoes. There is jewelry. And combs for your hair. I’d like you to put it up tonight.”
She opened her mouth to ask what they were doing, but Cole slid his lips over hers, smiling against her mouth. “Just get dressed, darling. Lucas and I will be waiting.”
It took an hour for Ren to dress, do makeup and arrange her hair. The dress was stunning. White, floor-length. It hugged her figure perfectly. The bodice was tight and just at the hips, silk flowed to her ankles, swirling delicately about her legs. There was a long slit up one side that bared a sexy glimpse of her stockings and the shoes were killer. Cinderella shoes. Clear but crusted in diamonds.
Leave it to her men to buy shoes that cost more than a house.
Ah well, she’d reward them later by giving them a show in just those shoes and those decadent stockings that she’d loved pulling up her legs.
She gasped softly when she opened the velvet box containing the jewelry. Gorgeous dangly diamond earrings and an equally stunning necklace. There was also a diamond-crusted bracelet that was dazzling when it caught the light.
She looked and felt like a million dollars. She looked and felt …cherished. Pampered. Spoiled beyond measure by the two men she adored.
At the door leading out of the bedroom, she paused, suddenly nervous to face them. She knew she looked stunning but it wasn’t herself she wanted to see in the mirror. She wanted to see herself in their eyes. Wanted to see the instant flash of approval and desire. The pride and the fierce possessive glint they always wore when they looked her way.
Taking a deep breath, she opened the door and stepped into the living room of the suite. Both men turned and looked her way. They had changed and both wore expensive slacks and formal white shirts. They’d showered and Lucas’s hair was still damp. They both looked so damn sexy, she wanted to strip them both naked and ride them, wearing nothing but those to-die-for shoes they’d bought her.
“Come further into the light,” Lucas said in a low voice.
She stepped forward, her heels clicking on the Italian marble floor. Then she stopped and slowly turned for their inspection.
When she finished her rotation, Cole’s gaze was fixed on her. “Ren, darling, you look absolutely magnificent.”
Lucas said nothing and held out his hand. Only when he’d pulled her close did he speak. “Words fail me. There aren’t words to adequately describe how beautiful you are tonight.”
Not that Cole and Lucas weren’t always complimentary, but tonight there was something decidedly different about their regard. She looked inquisitively at them, but they were giving nothing away.
Lucas leaned forward to kiss her forehead, likely so he wouldn’t muss her lipstick, not that he normally cared about such things.
“Let’s go,” he murmured.
She cocked her head. “Where?”
Cole arched an eyebrow. “You’ll find out in good time.”
At one time Lucas had maintained a residence in Las Vegas, but after he, Cole and Ren had forged ahead in a committed relationship, he’d sold his apartment because he didn’t feel it reflected his commitment to Ren.
They spent much of their time in Houston. Both men had been willing to sell their homes and for them to choose a new one together, but Ren hadn’t wanted that. In the end, they’d decided to keep Lucas’s home and Cole sold his.
Now when they came to Vegas, they stayed in one of the sprawling, posh suites at one of the hotels on the strip. Ren loved the nightclubs and the excitement of Vegas. She liked being in the middle of all the hustle and bustle and the nightlife.
Cole wasn’t as sold on it as she and Lucas were and it had been an adjustment on his part, but he went where Ren went. Every time. No complaint and Ren had even gotten him on the dance floor with no small amount of coaxing.
Blackjack and poker were her two games of choice when it came to gambling and Cole and Lucas bankrolled her willingly. She had to admit to a decadent thrill to have two gorgeous men hover at her sides, watching over her while she played. She drew looks of envy from women and undisguised interest from males.
They spoiled her shamelessly, getting her drinks, making sure she was comfortable, her every whim satisfied. But the nights when they were back in their suite, alone, sheltered from the world, were her favorites. Those were the times they demanded her obedience, showered her with love and gave her all she needed and more.
In the elevator, rushing down to the casino level floor, she nestled closer to Cole’s side, enjoying his scent and the natural warmth that radiated from his body. He curled his arm around her waist just as the door opened and she exited, flanked by both men.
They walked through the busy crowds, past blackjack, roulette, baccarat, pai gow and craps tables. One arm was linked through Lucas’s while she held Cole’s hand on her other side. Cole scowled when one man who’d obviously had too much to drink teetered too close into Ren’s path.
Once they reached the exit, they ushered her to a waiting limousine where the driver stood holding the back door open for them to duck in.