Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 79263 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79263 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Piston slides his hands up under my shirt, cupping me just through my bra. "What do you think, Beautiful? Could you take us like that?"
I have taken them like that, but that's not what he's asking. Could I take them like that, right here?
God, I want to.
I close my eyes, but that doesn't block out the throaty moans and wet sounds of sex no more than five feet away from me. Not daring to open them again, I whisper over my shoulder. "Take my shirt off. But go slow."
"Fuck, beautiful, I can't wait for everyone to see how hot you are. And that you're mine. Ours." His deep voice makes my toes curl.
Piston and Zero help slip off my shirt, leaving me in my bra. At least it's a nice one. I was figuring that my clothes might come off tonight. I just didn't expect it to happen out in the open. When the world doesn't end, I open my eyes. There's a glance or two, but I slowly realize that this corner of the clubhouse is turning into an orgy. There’s a couple under the TV, where she's riding him with slow, sinuous hip movements, and the two girls I saw kissing earlier are on their knees, giving the lucky biker who joined them a double blowjob. And of course Angel and her two companions.
Somehow, even though we're in public, we’re not really on display.
So when Beast grips the hem of my jeans, preparing to open my fly, then looks up for permission, I smile and tell him, "You first."
Eager to please, he stands and unbuttons his jeans, letting them drop to his ankles. Like there's no one else here but us. His thick cock is pressing against his boxer briefs like it's going to burst out right through the fabric. "Gonna have to show some skin if you want the shorts off," he says with a laugh.
Am I doing this? I guess I am.
I lean forwards so Piston can unhook my bra. His deft fingers pop the hooks, and then it falls free. His hands slide along my sides to cup me before he pulls me back against him.
Zero unbuttons my jeans, his shirt and cut already put aside so I can admire his dark ink and tight, rippling muscles. "Last chance." If ice could smolder, that's exactly what his eyes would be doing.
I nod.
They pull down my jeans, showing off my matching panties, and before I know it, I'm naked in the Screaming Eagles common room. It'd feel a lot scarier if I weren't surrounded by three men who would kill to keep me safe.
At this point there's so much exposed sex happening now that we’re not even notable. Beast caresses my skin, telling me how sexy I am as across from us, Rebel has his jeans pulled down and he's up on his knees, pressing his big cock into Angel, who in turn moans as she sucks off the other guy.
"I want what she's having."
Zero laughs. "I like it when you ask." He grips my thighs and pushes them back as he kneels in front of me. "Hold these," he instructs Piston, who takes my ankles and keeps me wide open while Zero gets his jeans down. Someone thought ahead, because Beast presses a foil packet into Zero’s hand. A moment later, he's got himself covered and is nudging the tip against my dripping pussy, preparing to fuck me while I’m still in Piston's lap.
It's obscene to watch his thickness spread me open as he buries himself in one long, slow push that fills me completely. I groan at the stretch, a challenge of pleasure and a little bit of an ache. Digging my fingers into Piston's thighs under me, I can't stop watching as Zero thrusts, finding a steady rhythm that rocks me back and forth over the hard rod in Piston's jeans.
A vague thought of what it might be like with two of them in me at once flashes through my mind vividly enough that I let out a surprised moan. I mean, I know it's possible. I've seen porn. I just never imagined that it might involve me, but if I've got three men to take care of…
Now that Piston's hands are busy holding my legs wide for Zero, Beast takes over playing with my exposed breasts. He cups them and squeezes as Zero’s thick finger finds my clit, right above where he’s fucking me. Beast flicks my nipples, giving them a little squeeze while Piston goes back to nibbling on my ears and kissing the back of my neck. It’s hard to describe the feeling of being nestled between all three of them. I’m trapped, but in a good way. Secure.
Angel beats me to the first orgasm. She cries out, drawing my eyes away from where Zero is filling me just in time to see the cock drop from her mouth as she succumbs to Rebel's relentless assault. He’s fucking her hard enough that I can hear his hips slapping against her ass. She braces herself against the other guy, the three of them rocking in unison.