Jaded Hearts
Chapter 91

Tyson

“So, you’re her mate too? That’s crazy. You and my bro are gonna stretch her pus—”

“Matt! Get your little brother away from me, please!”

Luca had been taking shots since we sat down to dinner, and this kid already had no filter when sober. But drunk? He was insane. Before anyone could say anything to him, he got up and walked over to the bar to refill his drink. Apparently, the waitress wasn’t moving fast enough.

“Sorry about him. He’s an i***t, but my parents love him, so we keep him around,” Gio said.

Across the table, Taylor was trying to hide her laughter behind her glass.

“Oh, is this funny, sunshine?”

“It really is. I love to see the looks on people’s faces the first time Luca hits them with one of his ‘straight talk, no filter’ thoughts. It’s freaking hilarious.”

“So, you having your lotus flower stretched out by Matt and me is hilarious?”

She choked on her wine, and this time it was my turn to laugh.

“What is wrong with him?!” she turned to Matt and asked.

“I don’t know, angel. Do I need to say something to him? I will if you want me to.”

“Ugh, no. I want him to have a good time too. But all talks about my lotus flower are over. I draw the line at that.”

Matt sent Luca a link, and from across the room, I saw him visibly deflate as whatever he was being told sank in.

“Drink water until we get where we’re going, or you’re going back to the hotel. Or better yet, to Sicily, and I’ll let Mom and Dad deal with you,” Matt yelled.

Luca walked back to the table and took his seat. “You’re a real buzzkill, man. I haven’t even had that much.”

“I don’t care. Water.”

“Yes, Gamma.”

Luca’s tone was dripping with sarcasm, making his brother growl from across the table.

“Calm down. It’s alright.” Taylor took his face and said, “Let me talk to him.”

“Luca, come buy your new sister a drink. Let’s go.”

He smiled up at her and walked with her back to the bar.

“I don’t have the patience for him this weekend, Gio. He’s never been this bad. What’s his deal?”

“Same as the rest of us. He sees the life you’ve built and how happy you are and wants what you have. He’s twenty-one and used to having everything handed to him. I guess he figured his mate would be the same.”

“Taylor was not handed to me. I had to wait to replace her, and we had to work to get here. He’s f*****g spoiled,” Matt replied.

“He is, and he’s jealous. It’ll be alright, though. Just enjoy the night, and I’ll keep him under control. Then tomorrow, he’s Dad’s problem.”

“I’m so happy I’m an only child,” I said.

Matt laughed and sipped his drink. “It’s not always this stressful, but I could definitely see the appeal at times.”

“Damn, I love you too,” Gio replied.

When Taylor and Luca came back, he immediately apologized to the table. “I’m sorry, Matt. I didn’t mean to disrespect you, Taylor, or Tyson, and I see how my words kinda did anyway. I really am happy for you, though, and I’ll slow down with the booze. I promise.”

Taylor beamed from her seat, proud that whatever she’d said to him had worked.

“You’re forgiven this time. You’re lucky my lady likes you; otherwise, I’d kick your a*s.”

“She likes me, huh? I love chocolate—”

“Luc!”

He and Taylor folded over laughing, instantly calming Matt and keeping him from launching himself across the table.

“See! You can’t tell me the look on Matt’s face wasn’t hilarious,” she turned to me and said, wiping a tear from her eye.

“It was pretty good, I have to admit.”

Luca and Taylor gave each other a high-five before we all finished our dinner in relevant peace.

* * *

Taylor

When dinner was over, we had all decided that we would hit up another dance club to end the night.

I knew the plan was for Tyson to go back to the room, but I wanted him with us.

“Will you come, please?” I gave my best puppy dog eyes and pout.

“Don’t do that, princess. You know I have work to do tonight.”

“Please! You can work tomorrow when we get to Sicily, and I need you. I need both of you tonight. All night.” I was laying it on thick. I needed him to get what I was saying.

When his eyes glowed for a second, I knew I’d done it. I’d waited long enough, and now it was time for the three of us to come together. Literally and figuratively.

I had two of the sexiest men to ever breathe eating out of the palm of my hand, worshipping the ground I walked on, wanting nothing more than to bring me pleasure. And I would take advantage of that. Tonight, I would let the two of them take me at the same time: shatter me, destroy me, then put me back together again.

“Do you know what you’re asking for, gorgeous? This is going to be intense. You sure you can handle it?”

“I won’t know until we try. Besides, I know that the two of you won’t hurt me. If it becomes too much, you’d stop, right?”

“Of course I would, baby. I’d never want to hurt you.”

“Then, you’ll come?” I raised an eyebrow, hoping he’d catch the double meaning behind my question.

“Yes, I’ll come,” he said as he pulled me close to his chest and dropped his mouth to my ear. He flicked his tongue across my earlobe, making me shiver.

“When we get back to the hotel, I’m going to wreck that sweet little flower of yours, darling.”

“Oh my god …”

I got nervous for a moment. I knew he would make good on his promise; he always did. I just hoped my body would be able to stand it.

“Tesoro, are you ready to go?”

I took a breath to calm my nerves and turned around. “I’m ready. Tyson is coming with us. It’s a threesome tonight. Do you mind?”

He looked at my face, then up at Tyson, who just shrugged a shoulder. The two of them were having some silent conversation with their eyes that I was completely cut out of.

“You sure you want to step into the ring? There’s no tapping out, and we go until she can’t scream anymore.”

I felt my eyes go wide. Damn, Matt. That was unexpected and hot as hell.

Tyson’s eyes drilled into mine as he replied, “I’m sure. And I’ve never tapped out a day in my life. Sunshine knows how I get down.”

This was getting intense, and my panties were soaked. I’d never been more turned on in my entire life. Matt walked over to me, softly grabbed the back of my head, and tilted my face up to his.

“You may want to stretch, angel. I’m going to give you everything I’ve got, and I promise you, every single inch of your body will be sore tomorrow. No tapping out for you either.”

He then gave me the sweetest, gentlest k**s I’d ever received before turning to the rest of the group. “Let’s load up everybody. It’s party time!”

Tyson walked by and tapped my a*s, then walked side by side with Matt to the bus. Everyone loaded up while I just stood there on the curb in disbelief over what I’d just done.

“Today, I feel like a mama bird watching her chick fly the nest. I’m so proud,” Alaia walked over and whispered.

“I-I … holy s**t. I can’t believe I’m actually doing this.”

“Just relax and breathe. You trust them both, right?”

I nodded. “With my life.”

“Exactly, so trust that whatever goes down is only to bring you pleasure. They won’t hurt you—not on purpose. And if they accidentally do, just tell them, and it’ll stop. Don’t be nervous; it will only make you tense up and miss out on all the experience has to offer. Let go, girl. You’re about to have your world rocked. I need to rally my own troops and see if I can follow suit tonight.”

She took my hand and pulled me with her.

Just let go. Yeah, I could do that.

* * *

Matt

Tesoro always surprised me, and I was wondering when this night would finally come, but I didn’t expect it to be tonight. No big deal, though. It didn’t matter to me when she wanted it. I was going to give her everything she thought she could handle and more.

When Tyson and I sized each other up on the sidewalk, there was no hostility between us. There was an understanding. She was just as much mine as she was his, and she loved us both, but there would be no accommodations for the other.

We were both dominant males, Alphas in our own right, and we would take what was ours. If the other got left behind, then oh well. Better luck next time.

My goddess wanted us both at the same time? Oh yeah, she’d better stretch like she was about to run a f*****g triathlon because it was going to be a long, rough, and dirty night.

* * *

At the club, everyone settled in and did their own things.

We had a couple of booths with bottles of champagne, liquor, and water, and we all just came and went as we pleased. Gio and Luca stayed together most of the night, which was Gio’s way of keeping our brother from getting arrested or contracting the STD he seemed to be begging for.

The girls were on the dance floor having the time of their lives, while the rest of us looked on like high profile bodyguards. When men tried to move in and talk or dance with them, they were able to easily move them along for the most part.

For the drunk idiots who didn’t want to take “no” for an answer, a few of us would walk over to sort things out. It only took a couple of times before it became clear to everyone around that the three beautiful women in the middle of the floor were not available. At all.

At the moment, all seven of us guys were lounging together, watching the insanity happening before our eyes.

“Two nights in a row in a club. I’m too old for this,” Tyson said, shaking his head.

“It’s what she wanted, and looking at how happy she is right now, I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else in the world.”

“When she pulls you out there and makes you dance until your feet bleed, you’ll change your tune,” he laughed.

He got the attention of our waitress, who left but quickly returned with twenty-one shots of what looked like tequila, vodka, or gin.

“Alright, gentlemen, it’s time for shots. Gather around.”

We all stood around the table and grabbed a glass.

“Matt, when we first met, we immediately wanted to kill each other. You were my mark, and I had my arms wrapped around your woman—not the best way to begin a relationship. But it was the shared love we both have for that woman that brought us together, and you’re now one of the closest friends I’ve ever had. It was a rough road getting here, but I wouldn’t change any of it. So, here’s to you and sunshine. I wish you all the happiness in the world. She deserves it.”

We slammed the shot, and I watched everyone’s faces as the burn made its way down their chests. It was like gasoline.

“What the hell is this?” Alexi asked, looking at his shot glass in surprise.

“It was the strongest stuff they had. Tastes like s**t, but it’ll get the job done. Two more rounds to go!”

Xander and Gio both gave quick toasts before we knocked back the last of the liquid hell.

“Well, I’m good and buzzed now, so I’m going to go replace my sugar bear and grind all over her. Maybe even replace a dark corner somewhere,” Kade announced before he strode out into the crowd.

Once Morgan was spun away, Taylor and Alaia looked over at the booth and signaled that it was time for us to get off our asses and out on the floor as well. Alexi looked like he was ready to fall over, but he was a big boy who didn’t want special treatment, so … oh well.

I walked over to Taylor, pulled her close, and proceeded to dance the night away. When I needed a break, Tyson stepped in, and back and forth it went. This woman seemed like she could dance for days, but I was sure that wouldn’t be the case tomorrow morning after we were done with her.

As it got closer to closing time, I just hoped she had an energy reserve somewhere, because I was determined to make this a night she would never forget.