Chapter Two

 

Edlyn Carter

They all think I'm a saint. Seem to think that they all know me so well, but they don't. I'm not the good girl everyone seems to believe that I am, but I have to keep up the façade in order to protect the truth about myself. Scarlett and Alissa thought that I was always off saving the whales or some such nonsense, but that wasn’t the truth. I would never turn down a chance for a cruise, but that was as close as I would ever get to save the whales. No, I had far more pressing matters that I had to deal with.

I snorted as I watched my best friend, Scarlett, at her wedding reception, wondering just what they would all think if I told them the truth. I might be killed, but then again who knew with these people? All of the information I had on file seemed to be blown out if the water by the larger than life personalities that I was just meeting, and that had me on edge.

I glanced at Vinny and Ivan and wanted to groan. Life was never going to be the same, not just because of my bestie but because of these men. Vinny, I knew. I had known him all of my life, and damn the man if I wasn't in love with the asshat the whole time. Even if, when I was younger, he had only seen me as the fat one of his sister’s friends it hadn’t mattered. Nope, him I understood, but the Russian enforcer was a different ball of yarn. Him I didn't get and probably never would. Not if I wanted to keep breathing at least. It was best if I played coy and got the hell out of Vegas as quickly as possible, literally, since Scarlett and Dimitri were married in Vegas. I just hoped that Breaker remembered and called me at the appointed time, so I could rush off due to an emergency at school and get back to my reality. Not one where two men who were as hot as the sun lusted after me. This was some kind of weird dream. Period, the end.

I was standing in a corner, granted behind a huge potted palm tree, when I was suddenly caught off guard. I was shocked when a large hand touched me and took my left hand, but nothing could have prepared me for the roughened hand that took my right hand. What in the name of all of God’s creations was going on?

Looking up, I saw the two men, Ivan holding my champagne while Vinny looked down at me as if I had just made all of his birthday wishes come true simply because I wasn’t jerking away from him. Yep, I was in deep shit here.

“Can I help you?” I asked when I was finally able to find my voice. The touch of these two men was impossible to ignore. It ignited something in me that I had long ago forgotten about. Their touches made me feel alive, and that terrified me more than anything that I could understand.

“We want a dance,” Vinny said softly, his large thumb caressing my hand and making me a bit weak in the knees.

“Both of you? Then you should dance together.” I knew that I sounded like a sourpuss, but I had to have these men away from me or I was going to go into a gooey puddle at their feet and that just wouldn’t do at all. I had more of a backbone than that.

“Oh darling, you wound us.” Ivan spoke softly, lifting my hand and brushing his lips over my knuckles, a move that had Vinny letting out a low growling sound.

That was a new one. I had never heard him making those sorts of noises, ever. Then again, Ivan’s soft lips against my knuckles was something I couldn’t dream of either. I had to get out of here. I had to get away, or I was going to fall so hard for both men that it really would kill me to walk away.

“I don’t think that I could wound either of you. You both have on body armor. I wonder what Scarlett would think if she knew that you were both dressed for war while at her reception? Naughty, naughty boys,” I told them. However, I realized in that second that I had made a big mistake by acknowledging that I realized what they were wearing.

Backing me to the wall, both men seemed to have placed their tumblers of drinks as well as mine in the potted plant. It was comical; however, at this moment in time all I felt was warm and fuzzy. I wanted Vinny, had for as long as I could remember, but now I wanted Ivan, too, at least once. There was something seriously wrong with me, and I knew it.

Ivan spoke first, his fingers running over my cheek as he did so. “I believe that you should invite us to your room to dance if you don’t want to be seen on the floor with me.”

Wait, what? I couldn’t believe that this man had just suggested what he did, but even more so when Vinny added, “I have to agree with him, at least on this and ensuring your comfort.” Vinny then did something he had never done before. He leaned in and brushed his lips over the side of my neck and bit my earlobe.

Fuck my life but that tiny nibble went straight to my pussy, and then Ivan began. His hand moved over my back and down to my ass. He gave it a squeeze and smiled. He knew what he was doing to me. They both did. Damn them. Ivan’s hand moved up the back of my leg and under my skirt, the wall at our back and large planter at our front protecting us from sight.

I closed my eyes and let out a quiet moan. I had to be quiet since there were people having a chat on the other side of the plant. This was indecent, and I loved it. When Ivan’s hand touched my ass, I had to bite my lips. That didn’t last long however because before I knew it Vinny was kissing me while Ivan squeezed and caressed my behind. I was both thankful for and cursing the thong I was wearing. These men were working in synch to wear me down, and it worked perfectly for them. I opened my mouth at Vinny’s soft lips and probing tongue then shivered when his kiss deepened and Ivan’s clever fingers made their way under the floss-like thread of my panties, which had me whimpering with need.

I placed a hand on Vinny’s neck and tugged him closer, and the other hand I placed on Ivan’s chest, fisting into his shirt to hold him close. This was so naughty, but I couldn’t seem to care. All that I could care about was getting closer to these men.

“Take us to your room. I want to see you come. I want to hear you scream,” Ivan said when he and Vinny changed places, Ivan kissing me and Vinny’s hands moving into my panties. There was more than one person who moved around the dance floor and came near us, but I couldn’t seem to care. All that I wanted was these men. I heard a giggle and a discreet cough, which had me biting my lower lip to keep from crying out.

Finally, I whimpered and said, “Yes. God damn you both, yes.” I gave in to them because I desperately wanted and needed them, both of them.