chin. “Give it time.” Then, he didn’t let me answer, didn’t even let me think, as he pounced on me. He wasn’t as ferocious as Wolfe, but then, he wasn’t like him by character either.
Axe was a bit of a tease too, but he’d drive me crazy whereas Wolfe would always follow through. I remembered one time when Axe had left me hanging, had gone down on me and had stopped mere seconds before I’d climaxed because I’d disobeyed him one time by going on his bike without him there.
It had been a shitty punishment, but I’d learned my fucking lesson, that was for sure.
A moan escaped me as our mouths touched. Sure, it was the power of that moment, but more than that, it was the memory of his lips around my clit, his tongue thrusting into my cunt.
I jerked in surprise when I felt the button on the fly of my short shorts being pulled apart. One set of hands went to one side of the fly, another set went to the other. The tearing of thick denim didn’t altogether come as a surprise as they ripped the fly wide open so they could delve deeper than the fastener originally allowed, but their eagerness for me made me groan as Axe slid his tongue against mine, inviting me to play with him.
If Wolfe was a fight, Axe was a dance.
And as he erased my mind of anything remotely sad, Wolfe and Dagger went to work on driving me crazy. My shirt disappeared next with a huge, wrenching sound, one that had buttons popping everywhere. Each one connected with the wall or the ground with a sharp ping that, for some stupid reason, ratcheted up my need.
A pair of hands cupped my tits, the other began to work their way through my folds, one caressed my clit, and the other rimming my slit until I was rocking my hips, hungry for more.
I could feel how wet I was, and with anyone else in this world, I’d probably have been embarrassed by it a few years back, but Ryan had shown me what I could do with my body, how I could drive him crazy.
No longer the shy virgin, I knew I could twist their cocks into knots, and I fully intended to.
MC brothers weren’t the most faithful of guys. I didn’t intend to be cheated on. I intended to blow their goddamn minds and to keep the brain in their pants focused on me at all times.
Just thinking about how I was going to go about doing that made me grind my hips down until my soft flesh connected with Dagger’s denim fly. His hands were in the way and took some of the brunt, but at my move, he shifted his hands slightly, focused on my clit as I began to twist my hips, and rocked the tent he was also packing. I arched my hips, needing full contact, because I knew things were going to explode in my face very quickly.
I had four men to satisfy, and I couldn’t fucking wait.
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Flame
Watching Lucie ride Dagger’s fly was probably one of the hottest things I’d seen since… well, the last time she’d been in this position.
In the time we’d spent apart, I’d fucked countless women, seen hundreds of strippers shaking their tits at me, but none compared to her.
No one.
She was curvy where I liked her curves, taut where I loved her slenderness. She was the perfect mixture, always had been, always would be, and I wanted, so goddamn badly, to fuck those luscious tits that my cock ached enough to unfasten my zipper and drag out my dick and balls from their cage.
The second they were out, I watched my cock throb to the beat of my heart as a few drops of pre-cum slipped from the tip. She’d always loved going down on us, and she was one of the odd ones who liked to swallow. Not that that was something for a guy to complain about, but it was a turn on to watch her chug down my seed like it was a shot of vodka and not something disgusting she needed to spit out in the trash.
As I jacked myself off, I watched as Dagger finally decided to take charge, and grabbed her by the waist and hauled her into the air. One second she was writhing against him, the next she was in his arms as he carried her over to me on the