“You have no idea brother; you should’ve seen her in the goddamn water.”
“I can imagine.” He blinks with a nod.
“Shit was exotic,” I comment further, and he swallows, his hand falling to grip his thickening cock. He’s in a basic white hotel towel, and there’s no hiding how he’s feeling at the moment.
Glancing at Jude, her cheeks are flushed all over again, eyes pinned on a freshly-showered Saint.
“See something you want, baby girl?” He flicks his tongue over his bottom lip, taking her in from top to bottom and she lets out a pent-up breath. She bites her lip, scooting back a bit on the bed for him.
“You don’t know what you’re asking for, Jude,” I warn, garnering her attention back in my direction.
“I think I do,” she whispers, and I shoot her a devious grin. She can think all she’d like, but she has no fucking idea what we’ll do to her over and over. Because once surely won’t be enough to satisfy either of us.
“Saint, you get her warmed up, yeah? I’m going to hop in the shower and rinse the day off.”
“Sounds good to me,” he easily agrees as I pass him on my way to the shower. “That pussy is mine, Saint. Make your cock behave.”
He grunts, not making any promises as he prowls toward the bed.
Shutting the door, I inhale a calming breath and attempt to mentally prepare myself for stealing this young woman’s virginity. Removing my clothes, I turn the shower on and step under the icy spray. I need to clear the fog from my mind, so I can think clearly enough to remember to scrub my damn nuts. She has me so distracted, it’s hard to focus on anything but her and Saint.
One night alone with her isn’t going to be enough. I have to ruin her for all others, and Saint will help me accomplish that. I’ll make sure she never looks at another man the way she does me. Ever again.
My feet carry me to Jude, her skin radiating after a dip in the steamy water. The biggest dilemma on my mind right now is where do I touch her first? My hands want to be everywhere and nowhere all at once while I stare and take my fill of her with my eyes first.
“Baby.” The pet name I have reserved only for her leaves me in a quiet rasp; my body’s screaming for her but my mouth can’t quite form the words to say so just yet. “You’re so damn beautiful.”
Her lashes flutter, pulling me in even further. “Thank you,” she replies softly, and I take the final step, stopping directly in front of her. Lifting her chin with two of my fingers, I bring her eyes back to mine.
I can understand why Sinner is so easily taken with her. She’s enticing, even for me, a man who’s had his fair share of women. The more I’m around her, the more I find my appetite unsatisfied and hungry for a taste. “You’re perfection, Jude.”
That compliment earns me a smile, and I dip in, claiming her lips with mine. I have her back lying against the king-sized bed with my body hovering over hers almost immediately. Her mouth’s so sweet, like candy. I could kiss her for hours and not be sated. Sinner’s the only other person who can make me feel that way like I could never have enough.
My eager fingers find her thin bra straps, swiping them off her shoulders. The newly freed area of pale flesh begs for my attention. She still has a bruise and the teeth indentions from my bite. I caused her a touch of pain, but fuck me, I love the sight of the aftermath. There’s a piece of me that’s already marked her; I wonder if she realizes it.
Leaving her mouth, I’m drawn to the bare skin, my mark taunting me to make more. Pressing kisses along the sensitive area, I suck and nibble, leaving behind hickeys in my wake. Her blunt nails rake along my biceps, her quiet hum of approval spurring me on further. I want inside her, to feel her everywhere, to own a piece of her.
Hooking my thumbs on each bra cup, I free her breasts for me to devour next. Paying equal attention to the round mounds, I draw her nipples in between my lips. Switching back and forth, busily suckling the stiff peaks and then soothing them with swirls from my tongue. She’s teased me with these by wearing no bra under that T-shirt, and I’m getting my fill before she attempts to cover them once again.
The sensation has her writhing and drawing my face into her chest even more. Not that I mind one bit. I’ll spend an hour playing with her tits alone if she wants me to. I’ll even make her come like this. I should anyway as pay back for them bouncing and provoking me so much.
“Saint.” My name leaves her breathily, the sound making my cock stiffer, and in return causing the towel draped around my hips to break free. It slides from my waist, and her breath hitches as she tilts her head down to stare her fill.
I’ve never been the bashful type, so I sit back, resting my ass on the heels of my feet. It earns me a wide-eyed stare from Jude and nothing could please me more. In this position, she can see just how big my cock really is, and I get to commit her nakedness to memory.
“What is it?” A cocky grin naturally takes its place on my mouth with the question. I already know, but I want to hear her admit it out loud.
“I uh, had no idea.” She gestures toward my groin.
“About the size or the piercings?”
Did I mention my dick’s pierced several times? I have five bars in a row down the girth in a neat row. My barbells are shiny silver and ready to give her some pleasure.
“Can I touch them?” She bites her lip outright staring and I growl in response. Can she touch me? Fucking right she can, any time she wants to—especially there.
Grabbing her hand, I lead her to the spot in question. She runs a fingertip up and down the neat row a few times making my abs constrict. “More,” I demand, enjoying every second and her gaze flicks to mine then back to my thick cock. Each time she stares at it, I want to fill her up until she breaks.
Her fingers run up and down them several times and then I draw her up to her knees as well. “Now with your tongue,” I order, and she swallows, leaning forward to appease me.
She doesn’t put the whole length in her mouth as I’d expect, rather she runs her tongue up and down the piercings, and the sensation I’m rewarded with is insane. Chicks are always quick to throw the dick in their mouth without any outside tongue action. I’d forgotten what innocence was like. It’s fucking bliss.
“Holy shit, baby girl, that feels so damn good.” With my approval she does it several more times, licking my dick all over like it’s a lollipop. I’m in heaven. I thought it’d be good sinking inside her pussy, but this definitely works too.
The bathroom door opens a few beats later with Sinner filling the space, a cloud of steam escaping around his body. He’s naked and hot, just the way I like to see him the most. “Come here,” I command, turning my attention back to the stunning woman who’s busily working me over.
My back grows warm with his heat behind me, his body near enough to feel the temperature change. His mouth presses to the back of my neck. the place he knows makes me wild. He bites, scraping his teeth lightly against my flesh. I love a little pain with my pleasure.
There’s no confusion as to what we’re going to do, or why we’re here. The three of us want each other, and there’s nothing standing in our way from having it. I plan to sample them both as many times as my body will allow me to. Saint wants to keep Jude, so I say we fuck her into submission. Her pussy will be so sore riding on the back of my bike tomorrow, she’ll never want another man in her bed.
“Jude,” he calls over my shoulder, making her stop her divine torment. Her swollen lips beckon me to push her on further, not wanting her to quit. “I’m going to fuck you tonight sweetheart,” he tells her bluntly. “We both are.”
The best damn thing I’ve heard him say all day. “You good with that, baby?” I question, tilting her chin, so she peers up at me again. Or I could always stick my dick back between her lips. That was working mighty fine for me.
She nods, agreeing immediately. She wants it as bad as we do; she has since the first time she lay in her bed with me.
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“Answer me, now.”
“Yes, daddy.” The term falls free, reminding me that I’m in control and it’s so goddamn sexy.
“Jesus, that fucking mouth,” I utter, holding her in place so I can kiss her again and delicately bite her lips. After a moment, I pull Sinner around in front of me as well.
“You gonna boss me too?” he mumbles playfully.
He’s well aware that I will if I feel he needs it, but tonight, we’re both alpha for her. I won’t attempt to overshadow him in any way. We can both possess what we desire.
“You have her first,” I offer, and his smile widens, dipping in to kiss me. His tongue tangles with mine, completely different from the soft woman beside us. He’s hard everywhere, just as I like it. The differences are magnificent, fulfilling everything I need in a mate, or, in this case, multiple lovers.
His strong hand grips my neck as he makes love to my mouth and fills me with promises for the future. He’s happy, and he’s satisfied. It’s what I want for him, to give love and feel the love in return. He’s never felt worthy of such a gift, and he’s done more than his share to receive it.
When he’s finished taking my lips with his, I give them some space. He’ll be gentle enough with her, so she’ll enjoy it. I don’t have that type of self-control. I didn’t when I was with him the first time, and I want her experience to be different. Besides, I can always corrupt her with sweet torture, once she’s been broken in a bit.
Sinner lies back, easily pulling me over his body to straddle his lap. He’s aroused and more than prepared to have me. I can’t stop my eyes from skating over him entirely; his muscles are exquisite. The angle of his jaw, that inky scruff, all of it calls to me, inviting me to do what I’ve dreamed of.
Leaning forward, I run my tongue along his sharp jaw and nip at his strong chin. Sinner’s arms strain and begin to shake before he wrenches me away.
His eyes are angry and full of need. His mouth falls open, his lips parting to let loose his heavy breaths as he stares at me, attempting to restrain himself. “You ready for me, Jude?” He grasps my biceps tightly, holding my core directly over his length.
“Wait,” Saint interrupts, moving to position his body behind me.
His palm slides over the curve of my hip at the same time that his mouth lands on my neck. My back meets his solid chest, and his fingers find a spot between my legs that’s full of pleasure. It’s the same place I’ve touched before, the one I’d fantasized Sinner rubbing as well. Saint’s tongue laps and swirls, his teeth nip, and he sucks with his lips pressed against my throat. The sensation paired with his hand between my legs has me panting, my eyes rolling heavenward.
Sinner reaches between us, his finger finding my entrance, grazing lightly at first, and then pushing through the tight entry. My hips begin to rock back and forth as my mind imagines it’s me riding him into oblivion. I may have felt my nub many times, but I’d never ventured as far as putting my fingers inside my core. He doesn’t hesitate though, driving his in me as far as he can.
“Christ,” he utters as Saint groans against me. “Fuck, I’m a bad man for doing this. She’s like a vice, brother; her pussy’s so damn needy and tight.”
My eyes shoot open, shit when did they close? My gaze meets his as I admit, “I don’t want a good man. I want one who’ll do all the filthy, wonderful things to my body that I could ever imagine.”
His nostrils flare, a serious nearly unwound look overtakes his face at my admission. It’s true, though; I want these two men, not anyone else. Saint’s hands move to my breasts as he adjusts to the side again, his cock grazing my ass cheek and Sinner’s fingers leave me. The sudden lack of attention has me moving to squeeze my legs closed.
Sinner grins with amusement, watching me seek out more pleasure. “Oh no, sweetheart, I’ll give you just what you want,” he promises and sinks me down over his thick girth.
The breath escapes my lungs as my mouth falls open in a silent scream, laced with a moan. The feeling is pain and pleasure mixed in the most enchanting way, kind of like hot fudge mating with whipped marshmallow. The shit is delicious but too much, and it’s a bit too sugary, enough so it’ll give you a tooth ache.
“Talk to me, baby,” Saint murmurs while Sinner groans and moves to drive in again. “You all right?”
“Yes.” The word comes out as a hiss followed up with a small cry, the barrier of my innocence stretched wide and no more.
Sinner hums in pleasure, seating me down on him fully. “Good girl, now you move your hips however it feels right for you.” His fingers grip my thighs, spanning nearly the entire width. I always thought they were on the bigger side, but Sinner’s hands make me feel so small in comparison.
“But will it feel good for you, too, if you don’t move me how you want to?”
“Jude, you just sitting there feels fucking amazing,” he admits, and it strikes a bit more confidence in me. “You’re so damn tight baby, my cock is in fucking shock. Normally it takes me awhile to reach my end, but you may do me in quicker.”
The uncomfortable pinch of pain remains, but so does the need to finish out my budding orgasm they’d started to give me. Starting slowly, I get a rhythm going. By the way Sinner responds, I’d say I’m doing something right for him as well.
The pain begins to fade away the more that the two of them touch me. My speed increases, chasing my pleasure, shifting and sliding my hips in different motions. My skin grows slick no longer from the hot tub, but from having them so close and it feels amazing.
My center milks his cock, pulling and begging for him to release as my climax thunders over my body. Sinner follows his own right behind me. Our voices mingle, mimicking our bodies as we cry out in satisfaction when the time finally arrives.
For losing my virginity, I couldn’t imagine it being any better. I let out a sigh, content and a bit sleepy. I can’t help but think that with the two of them beside me; it was everything and so much more.
Sinner lays me back on the bed to go clean himself in the bathroom, offering the perfect view of his backside. Never thought about men having nice butts, but his is just the right size to grab a handful of. They’re turning me into a shameless wanton version of myself.
Motioning to follow, Saint stops me by pushing me back against the pillows again. The spot is still warm and welcoming from Sinner laying there before me.
He tsks, wearing a naughty grin. “My turn baby. And be prepared, the orgasm I’m fixing to give you will have you screaming for everyone to hear.”
And shout I did, along with declaring them both sex gods by the end of our time together. To say they were amused by my rambling is an understatement.
Closing my eyes my body searches for sleep, exhausted but happy. I can’t help but feel that nothing’s the same as it was yesterday. I’m forever changed, made for the two of them and completely ruined, just as they had promised.
The call finally comes in to the clubhouse that the NOMADS are getting close enough for us to leave and meet up with them. I haven’t been on any runs since the compound was attacked and our brothers died trying to protect Princess, Bethany, and Nightmare’s son. This isn’t what Saint had been hoping for, but any ride that’s over two hours’ time sounds good, especially not up north. We should make it to the spot Spider picked in around four and a half hours or so. The other brothers will chill for the night there after riding twelve hours, and we’ll continue back home.
It has all of us a bit on edge, knowing our club’s stretched thin right now. At least with Viking at the compound, he has a better chance of protecting them if anything does pop off. We’re supposedly at peace with the Iron Fists, but as far as they’re concerned, I don’t buy it. Nightmare’s counting down the days until something goes wrong and he’s able to burn the skin from Puppet’s body.
This trip isn’t about the Fists though. We’re on the road to meet up and collect a new brother. It’s been years since we’ve had anyon
e new around besides club sluts. The ones before them were the hybrids and prior to that was the NOMADS.
Most of us met Mercenary back when we went to Chicago to help the other club get set up. Other than that, I don’t know much about him. Supposedly, he’s a badass and will fit in better down here with our club. We seem to be the group of Oath Keeper delinquents in a sense, so that may be true, but only time will tell. We’re not the type to trust easily, so he’ll have to prove himself.
Saint may butt heads with him at first, but I hope not. He comes off as a bit of a dick to some guys; it’s just how he is. Now around females, that’s an entirely different story; they take one look at him and go all dreamy. His playful grin and a few raspy words have their panties dropping in no time. However, you notice he’s never hung onto one; he’s never found any he wanted to in the past.
The ride out there passes by smoothly, just as we were expecting, thankfully. In no time it seems, we’re pulling up alongside our other brothers. I think the run we did from Mexico years back was one of the worst we’ve been on. Most of us were injured in some way and completely exhausted. Not to mention the stress of not being sure if the cartel was following us. I’ll take a four-hour trip over that shitshow any day.
“Ex.” Nightmare greets our former NOMAD leader, Exterminator, first out of everyone else. He’s been close to the brother and our current Prez, Viking, for as long as I can remember. “Any issues?”
“Nah. Ride went by easy, nothing, not even the law around,” Exterminator confirms, appearing pleased with the quick trip. He’s always off riding somewhere whether it be just to feel the wind against his skin or to help run a new shipment of guns and collect a payout.
We’ve had so much drama these past few years it’s made some of us a little more cautious and observant when it comes to the longer rides. We definitely don’t want to return to California; it seems we have way too many enemies out that way. Shooting while riding and being shot at is not fun, especially in a state you don’t know jack shit about.
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