“We should explain the ground rules to her,” Luck says. His hot breath tickles my over-sensitive skin and I resist the urge to moan.
Dante lifts my chin and waits until I meet his eyes before speaking. “No kissing on the mouth. No fucking. Anything else is fair game.”
“Nod if you understand, Karina,” Luck says.
My eyes snap open, I hadn’t even realized I’d closed them. Dante fills my vision. With his thick, dark hair, possessive stare and stubble-roughened chin, he’s lethally sexy. My heart kicks up a notch. He’s all mine. If this was his fantasy. If he wanted me and another girl there’s no way I’d agree.
Or would I?
I think it’s pretty obvious I’ll do anything Dante asks.
I’m having trouble focusing with Luck’s hard body behind me, his fingers curled over my shoulders. Not enough to hurt, but enough to feel his presence. Slowly, his hands slide down my arms, knuckles lightly grazing the sides of my bare breasts.
“She’s fucking perfect, Dante.”
Dante answers without taking his eyes off mine. “I know.”
“Do you trust us, Karina?” Luck asks.
I don’t have to even think about the answer. “Yes.”
“Why?”
His follow-up question confuses me. Why? I don’t know why. “Uh…” I stop and try to find the right words, but it’s hard with Dante watching every reaction and Luck’s rough hands stroking my skin. “Dante wouldn’t let anything bad happen to me. And, uh, you’ve always been nice to me.”
Behind me, Luck’s chest vibrates with a humming sound of approval. “That’s good,” he says while placing a soft kiss on my cheek. His hands glide down my arms one last time and circle my wrists. He pauses and puts space between our bodies. Curious about what’s next, I lower my gaze when he drops my left hand. As he grasps my right wrist in both of his big hands, I’m overcome with how fragile I am. Red was the magic word if I need to stop, but what if I said it and they just kept going?
I’m so wet from the thought, I press my thighs together. Dante notices and one corner of his mouth lifts, but he doesn’t say anything.
Luck’s arm drops to my waist, supporting me while he leans over. The sound of a drawer sliding open and shuffling makes me turn my head.
“Eyes on me, Karina,” Dante says.
Heat races over my skin and my gaze snaps to him. He chuckles and I let out a sigh.
“For tonight, since it’s her first time with anything like this, I’m going to show you something real basic,” Luck says to Dante. There’s a clink. “Safety shears. Always keep ’em handy.”
Dante nods, watching everything Luck’s doing behind me. Corded twine settles across my chest and Luck slowly massages it over my skin. “Preparing her for the rope,” Luck explains. “Letting her get to know it.”
Any other time, I think Dante might smirk, but instead, he crosses his arms over his chest and watches every move Luck makes.
The rope tickles but I’m too worked up to laugh. I let out a startled gasp as the twisted strands rub over my sensitized nipples. Finally, Luck brings the rope to my right hand.
“I’ll start with a simple rope cuff.” Luck lifts my arm in the air to demonstrate. “I’m using a ten foot piece of six millimeter hemp rope, but you can experiment and see what you like.”
Dante asks a few questions while Luck wraps the rope around my wrist, but I’m too hypnotized to really pay attention.
“The wider you make the band, the more comfortable it will be for her.” Luck’s voice breaks through my fog and I notice he’s got both wrists bound. “Especially if you want to string her up for long periods of time and really work her over.”
Luck slides his hand up my body, between my breasts and lightly curls his hand over my throat. “Is that what you told Dante you wanted?” he asks against my ear. His voice is low enough to make my tummy flutter, but loud enough for Dante to hear every word.
It takes me a couple seconds to form a response. “Yes,” I whisper.
“Can you tell me why?”
No. I can’t explain it. I swallow hard, feeling Luck’s fingers around my neck with each movement before answering. “I don’t know. I like…I like the feeling…it feels safe,” I murmur.
A low, sexy growl vibrates against my ear and Luck cups my breasts, gently stroking and teasing my already hard nipples. My brain slips a little more into a soft fuzziness.
“I can show you how to bind her breasts, too. She’d look nice all roped up.”
“Can we suspend her from something? Tie her legs wide open?” Dante asks. I can’t tell if he’s serious or teasing. Not that it matters, if he wants me strung-up and spread-eagle, I’ll happily do it.
Luck laughs softly. “Sure. I don’t have suspension equipment here, but the place I told you about does.”
“Nice.” Dante moves closer. Heat radiates from his body, sinking into mine. The back of his hand rubs over my cheek and I lean into his touch. “You’re so beautiful.”
My tongue’s too fuzzy to answer with words. “Mmm…”
“She goes under easy,” Luck says to Dante.
Dante tilts his head to the side, inviting Luck to explain. “Subspace…”
I don’t need to hear the explanation. He’s right. I’m completely gone as soon as Dante comes near me. Having him hand me over to someone else just as capable while he stands and watches with heat in his eyes has pretty much turned me into fluffy jelly.
I giggle at the idea of jelly being fluffy.
Both of them stop talking. “You okay, baby girl?” Dante asks.
“Mmm…” A warm tingly sensation spreads from my scalp to the tips of my ears.
Luck pulls me back against him, a little harder this time. His erection digs into my back, hard and demanding. Hard enough to snap my eyes open.
I like Luck. I’m definitely attracted to him. This whole scene has me turned on like crazy. But something feels so wrong for a reason I can’t pinpoint. And not the good kind of wrong I usually feel when Dante does dirty things to me. My heart flutters, but I can’t force my mouth to form any words.
Dante cups my chin, demanding without words that I meet his eyes. Clearly he reads the panic in mine.
“Do you want to stop, Karina?”
“She might not be able to answer,” Luck says. He’s right. My tongue still feels like cotton balls.
Dante fingers the ropes still binding my wrists. “Maybe this is good for our first lesson.”
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Karina’s quiet the whole way home. I’m worried I might’ve pushed her too far. Admitting she’s turned on by the thought of two guys going at her and then actually doing it are two different things. Especially for someone her age.
I’m a stubborn fuck, so I don’t want to admit that while it was real fuckin’ hot watching Luck bind her wrists and get her worked up, the idea of her getting on her knees for anyone but me made me want to pull out my nine millimeter and blow a hole through my brother’s chest.
As soon as we’re in our room, she starts sobbing.
“I’m sorry I ruined everything.”
Not what I wanted at all from tonight. “Shh. Nothing to be sorry about. I told you if you weren’t into it, we weren’t gonna do it.” I wrap her up in my arms and she sags against me.
“Luck probably hates me.”
All Luck had been concerned about was me taking her home and caring for her. “No, baby girl. He’s fine.”
“I didn’t want you to be mad at me later or—”
I press my palms to the sides of her face. “Hey. Told you, baby. The only thing that would ever make me mad at you is you lyin’ to me. As long as you always tell me the truth, we’re good.”
“Okay.”
My hand drifts lower, finding her tiny shorts soaked. “Tonight excited you a little.” I don’t bother phrasing it as a question.
“Yes,” she moans as I rub her pussy harder through the material. I wrap her hair around my
fist and tug her head back so I can mash my lips against hers. “You still my horny little slut?”
“Fuck, yes.” Her words come out soft and breathless.
“Frustrated?”
“Yes,” she whines.
“You need to come, don’t you?”
“Please?”
I rip her shorts off so fast, the button goes flying across the room. “On the bed.”
She’s so needy and frustrated she doesn’t even try to tease me. She lies back exactly the way I’ve taught her. My face is in her cunt, tongue lapping at her, lips sucking at her clit and minutes later she’s coming. When she stops yelling, I flip her over, yank the plug out and replace it with my cock. The lube’s still sitting on the bed from earlier and I reach over to grab it, coating my dick with a nice layer as I fight my way inside her tight little ass. She yelps, but pushes back against me instead of trying to get away. I slide into her for what feels like forever. She wriggles and that last little push is exactly what I needed to get all the way in. My balls rest against her pussy and she’s pulsing around my cock so hard, I stop to catch my breath.
Fuck, she’s fucking tighter than hell.
She turns her head so I can see her face, her eyes. The sassy little bitch raises an eyebrow at me.
“You’re looking for it, baby girl.”
She laughs and fists her hands in the bedspread, but keeps her eyes on me.
I pull out and slide right back in. Her eyelids flutter shut and she moans.
“Yeah, baby girl likes my dick in her ass, doesn’t she?”
“You’re filthy.”
“Fuck, yeah I am. You’re a pretty filthy girl, too.”
“Only with you. Only for you.”
Fuck. She’s right. “You’re really beautiful right now, Karina.”
“Thank you, daddy.”
“Your little tiny ass looks perfect stretched around my dick.” She clenches again and I take in a shaky breath.
“I feel…I need…”
“Touch yourself. Play with your clit while I pound your ass.”
She gets to work rubbing herself, trembling and shaking under me. I slide in farther and lean over her, keeping my weight on my arms. “Good?”
“Fuck, yes. Is it bad that it feels this good?”
“No, baby.”
“Harder.”
She doesn’t have to say that twice. I slide in and out a little faster, still being careful. Fuck this feels good, and I’m so fuckin’ happy she seems to like it, because we need to do this again and again.
“Dante. So close.”
“Let go.” I’m telling her to let go, but I’m the one who lets loose pounding into her while she shudders and sobs under me.
I yank her hair back so I can see her face and the little smile she gives me sends me right over the edge. I pull out and unload all over her back and ass while she sighs into the mattress. There’s lube and cum everywhere, but I give her a second to come down before throwing her into the shower.
“We need to try that again,” she says as I soap her down.
“Liked it, huh?”
“Is that bad?”
“Not to me.”
“Can we do it other ways? So I can see you better.”
“We can do it any way you want. Bend over.” I inspect her ass for any damage and hell, because I enjoy looking at her ass. “You feel okay?”
“I’m a little sore. But a good sore.”
“All right. I’ll leave your ass alone for now. Tell me how you feel in the morning. I went at you pretty hard at the end there.”
She shivers. “I know.”
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
“I can’t believe you’re letting her come with us,” Karina whispers as we head downstairs the evening after I violated the hell out of her ass.
“She’s been bugging you about it for months. It’s her birthday, she can come.”
Between Athena nagging my girl and Romeo nagging me, I’m ready to just let them at each other and fuck the consequences. Ain’t my fucking concern.
“I’m more pissed we can’t take my bike,” I say as I turn and press her up against the wall. Tonight I’m gonna explain the club’s claiming ritual to her. The pull I feel toward Karina, the love I have for her’s stronger than fuckin’ ever. Making her mine permanently feels right. Maybe not tonight or tomorrow, but I want her getting used to the idea.
I grind my hips into her so she can feel exactly how much I don’t feel like leaving our bedroom and heading to the clubhouse tonight. We spent the day apart. Me at the clubhouse patching in Cricket and his buddy. Her celebrating Athena’s birthday all day. I thought we’d have the night alone. But Athena followed her home and asked about the party being held at the clubhouse.
“I’ll drive my own car,” Athena volunteers from the living room.
“What is she, part bat?” I ask Karina, who giggles and pulls away from me. Her ass twitches as she hops down the stairs, reminding me of the plug I just shoved in her. At her request. I’ve created an anal-loving little monster.
I can’t wait to get her alone in our room at the clubhouse.
Romeo zeroes in on me as soon as I walk in the door. His gaze skips to Karina and I swear I see a hint of disappointment. Then Athena stumbles in behind me and his face goes positively wolfish at the sight of her. He smooths the eager look away and saunters over.
“What’s up, brother?” His tone almost conveys casual.
Karina presses up against my side. Romeo still freaks her out, which doesn’t bother me a bit. After that clusterfuck last night, my inclination was to lock her up in my bedroom. “Hi, Romeo,” she says shyly. “Athena and I spent the day with her family for her birthday and she asked if it would be okay if she came to the party tonight. I hope that’s okay?” I cough to cover up my laughter at the way she stresses birthday. Just in case Romeo forgot Athena’s finally legal.
Like the prick he is, Romeo’s mouth curves into a wicked smile. “That right?” He lifts his chin at Athena. “Is today your birthday, sweetheart?” he asks her.
For all her chatter this evening Athena turns pink and shies away once Romeo focuses his attention on her. “Yes.”
God help me.
I heave out a deep breath and pull Romeo aside. Karina leads Athena over to the bar, giving us some privacy.
“Listen, I ain’t got no say over what you do with your dick, brother. But I feel responsible for her, being she’s Karina’s friend and all. Treat her with care, please.”
For once he drops his smirk and takes my warning seriously. “Yeah. She’ll be okay with me. I won’t let her out of my sight.”
He seems sincere, so I walk over to the bar to collect my girl.
“Athena.” Her head snaps up at the sound of my voice, and her eyes widen when she spots Romeo behind me. “We’ll be upstairs. You need anything, call your girl,” I say with a nod at Karina.
“Okay.”
I’ve waited long enough. My hand captures Karina’s and I practically drag her upstairs. She stumbles and runs to catch up with me.
“Dante, should we really leave her alone down there?”
“She’ll be fine.” I work the lock on our door open and shove her inside. “Romeo’s a dick, but he won’t let anything bad happen to her.”
Her nose scrunches up in a way that says she’s not so sure, but she doesn’t want to disagree with me. “Okay.”
“Now, no more talking about them. I want to focus on us.”
She gives me a slight smile. “I like the sound of that.” She wriggles against the door, clearly uncomfortable.
“How’s that ass?”
“Full,” she answers with a pissy-pouty face that’s cute as fuck. No. Can’t get distracted. I take both her hands in mine and lead her to the bed. “I need to talk to you.”
The sudden serious turn in our fun conversation unnerves me. I haven’t forgotten the way we left Luck’s last night. Dante said he wasn’t mad, but I’m still unsure.
I shift, a little uncomfortable, but like the small reminder of last night’s activities.
Dante rubs my hands between us. He seems almost nervous. I’ve never seen him anything but confident or lethal.
“You remember when people have said you’re going to be my ol’ lady?”
“Yes. Sadie said it’s a really special thing to you guys and not every woman gets to be one.”
“That’s right. It means my brothers trust you and will protect you with their last breath.”
“Does it make me your wife?”
“Sort of. In the eyes of the club, yeah, but it’s more than that.”
“Oh.” Why is he telling me this?
“We do things a little differently in this club. Not totally unheard of, but a bit extreme.”
“Oh, God. You’re not going to brand me with a hot poker or something, are you?”
He laughs so hard the bed shakes and I smack his arm. “Stop laughing at me.”
His hands frame my face and he pulls me forward for a rough kiss. “I fuckin’ love the crazy shit that comes out of your mouth sometimes.”
“Well, you said extreme.”
“Then it’s going to seem tame to you after that.”
“Can’t I just get your name tattooed on me or something?”
He gaze roams over me so slow my skin burns.
“Yeah. I want you to get Dante’s Baby Girl, right here,” he says, grazing his fingers over my hip area. “But that can wait until you’re a little older.”
I’m not complaining. Needles freak me out. I am impatient though. “So what is it?”
“You know how you’re not allowed in the chapel?”
“Yes,” I groan.
“Well for this you will be. To claim you in the eyes of my brothers, I need to fuck you on our table in front of the entire club.”
My jaw drops and I just stare at him for a minute, absorbing that scenario.
“Do they join in?”
“No. Fuck no. That’s the whole point. They’re watching me claim you as mine and no one else’s.”
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