Page 25 of Euphoria
“Fuck,” Cash swore. He turned to Callan, and he wasn’t sure if Cash was going to punch him or hug him. The look on his face was a cross between comical and painful and Callan felt bad for putting his friend through this. “Will you excuse us, Mercy? Callan and I need to have a little chat.” Mercy nodded and Cash motioned for Callan to join him back in his office. He followed him back, pretty sure that he wasn’t going to like what was going to happen next.
Callan stepped into the dark room and Cash shut the door behind him, “What the fuck, man?” Cash flopped down in thechair behind his big desk and ran his hands through his long brown hair.
“If this is going to happen, we need to come up with an agreement,” Cash warned. “I won’t hurt her but fuck, I don’t think that I can keep my hands off of her.” Callan nodded his agreement.
“I’m with you there, man. It’s been a couple of months for me, and I want her so badly I can almost taste her.” Cash sent Callan a look of disbelief and he knew the score; Cash believed the rumors. He didn’t feel like fighting with Cash when he could be fucking Mercy.
“So, how do we do this?” Callan barked.
Cash shrugged, “Damned if I know.” They both turned at the soft knock on the door, watching as Mercy let herself into Cash’s office. Callan knew that if she walked into the small room, they would all be walking out together.
“I’m going to just go, guys. I’m sorry that I caused any trouble. I was just looking for a good time and I guess I took it too far.” Mercy turned to leave Cash’s office and Callan was afraid that Cash was going to just let her walk out. He knew that she wanted them both or neither of them. Mercy was just about through the door when Cash growled at her to stop. His voice echoed through the office and Mercy stopped in her tracks.
“Please don’t stop me from walking out only to call me back to tell me this isn’t going to work out. I’m not looking for anything long-term and Lord knows that I’m not ready for anything serious. Just one night, the three of us having a little fun.” Mercy leaned against the door frame trying for casual, but Callan could tell that she was nervous as hell.
Cash groaned again and Callan laughed, “You seem to be doing a lot of that tonight, man.”
“Fine, fucking fine.” Cash stood and crossed the room to where Mercy stood to pull her into his arms. He sealed hismouth over hers and she seemed to melt against his body. Callan wasn’t about to let Cash have all the fun.
“My turn,” Cash turned Mercy towards Callan letting him taste her mouth and she willingly let him in, parting her lips to let his tongue find hers.
“Damn, you taste good baby,” Callan growled. He couldn’t wait to taste the rest of her, but he knew that they needed to set a few rules first.
“What are the ground rules?” Callan looked over to Cash, allowing him to take point, which was no easy feat for him. He liked control in and out of the bedroom but if they were going to share Mercy even for just one night, there could only be one alpha. He was willing to let Cash have that as long as he got Mercy, that was all he wanted at the moment.
“We do this upstairs in my apartment. It’s a one-night-only event and then we go our separate ways. We don’t talk about tonight with anyone outside the three of us. And Mercy, if you agree, you are giving Callan, and me complete control. Tonight, you will be ours and you’ll obey every order, or this all ends.” Cash took a step back from Mercy as if giving her space to decide if she wanted to move forward with their night or walk away.
Mercy looked confused and Callan wanted to reach for her to tell her that it wasn’t as bad as she had imagined but Cash shook his head warning Callan not to touch her.
“Ask your question, little one,” Cash growled.
“Will I have to sign a contract?” Callan barked out his laugh and Cash shot him a warning glare.
“No,” Callan said, “you won’t have to sign anything. You agree to be ours and we take care of you for one night.” He knew that he was getting his hopes up but the thought of Mercy saying no had him holding his breath. He needed for her to say yes to them, to give them a night. A part of him worried that one nightwouldn’t be enough but he was willing to take whatever she wanted to give.
“What’s it going to be Mercy?” Callan whispered, almost afraid to ask for fear that she would tell him no.
She looked at Cash and then up to him as if giving them the once over, “Yes,” she breathed. Callan let out his pent-up breath and she smiled as if she knew exactly how she was affecting him.
Cash wasted no time lifting her into his arms and carrying her to the back door that led up to his private apartment. Callan had been up there a few times going over the finances with Cash, but this visit wasn’t about business. This visit was going to be completely about pleasure and Callan couldn’t wait to take everything that sexy little Mercy just agreed to give them.
