Chapter 20
Priest’s cock falls out of my mouth so fast you’d think it was poisonous. I dive behind the end of the couch for cover.
He, on the other hand, gets up bare-ass naked, gripping the gun he pulled from his discarded pants. “What the fuck?”
“What the fuck man, chill!” Sinner sticks a hand through the gap of the door and waves it. “Who the fuck did you think it’d be?”
“Knock next time.” He puts the gun away, completely unconcerned that he’s naked and still mostly hard.
I peek up over the arm rest from the far end, staying low for cover. “The door was locked. How did you get in?”
Colt laughs. “Q, you type the code every time we’ve been here. If you want to keep it a secret, maybe think about that.”
“Knocking is still polite. There could be naked people,” I point out.
“I could live without that view,” Sinner gestures to Priest. “But it’s worth the chance to see you.”
Priest grabs his shirt, holding it loosely in front of him but not looking very concerned. “What do you think? Do we kick them out, or expand the guest list?”
Oh. Um. “You mean… like…” I glance at the others. I don’t hate the idea, but I’m still adjusting to the sudden change.
Sinner adjusts the thick lump in his jeans. “We’re very good at teamwork.”
Colt is already out of his cut and pulling off his shirt.
Assumptions much? But…
“If it’s too much…”
“We do as much or as little as you’re up for. Say the word and everything stops,” Priest assures me. He pats the cushion next to him. “Come on. They’ll catch up.”
I sit there for a bit longer, just looking.
I’ve never seen three men completely naked before, let alone at the same time.
They’re beautiful in a rugged way, bodies formed by working out, yeah, but also just by living the life they do.
Not perfect. Their skin is tanned from the sun in some places and pale in others.
All three have their share of scars and ink.
They’re unique as humans, but also by choice.
Slowly, I will myself to emerge from my hiding place. I’m awkwardly covering my breasts with my arm and my pussy with a hand, even though it feels a little silly.
Sinner, the only one who hasn’t seen me yet, takes my body in like a sunrise. Something he could see a million times over without getting tired of it. “Come on out and play. You got nothing to hide, demon.” He sits down on the couch, leaving room for me between him and Priest.
I know he’s right. Fine. After a moment of gathering courage, I move my arms and take the last few steps.
“That’s my girl,” he says before capturing the back of my head and pulling me into a kiss.
I wanted to be chosen tonight. I just didn’t know how vulnerable it was going to make me feel. “What should I do?” I ask, feeling like a porn cliché.
“Well, to start with, we were in the middle of something before these assholes showed up,” Priest says with a wink.
“Let me see if I remember.” I shift, facing him and lean down to put myself face to face with his thick cock.
I wrap my fingers around his base, feeling the pulse of his heart as it pumps hot blood under my fingers.
A thick drop of precum gathers at the tip.
I swipe it away with my tongue, then take him into my mouth, determined to make him lose control. Just like he did with me.
Behind me, Sinner lifts my lower half into his lap.
Slow, languid touches explore my thighs and hips, and as he rotates me just enough to get access between my legs, he slips his fingers in between my folds, spreading slickness over my skin.
I open for him, as much as I can in this position.
There’s something hot and hard pressing against my ass, and I’m pretty sure that’s a cock.
Colt comes to the front of the couch, palming himself as he watches me with my mouth on Priest. “Fuck, baby. I want your mouth tonight.” He reaches with his free hand, cupping a breast and trapping the nipple between his fingers.
He tugs it gently, firing off flares of excitement straight to my core, like sexy fireworks.
With Sinner between my legs and Colt playing with my breasts, I have to concentrate extra hard to keep Priest in my mouth.
Not that he’s complaining, content to lean back and run his strong fingers through my hair while he watches us all.
His breathing is coming faster, telling me I’m on the right track, but the angle is awkward.
I shift, getting up onto my hands and knees.
It makes it easier to take him deeper at this angle, and I try, right up until the tip of him bumps up against my throat and my gag reflex kicks in. I back off a little, using my hands to fill the distance I can’t take in my mouth.
“Fuck,” he groans, his hips beginning to thrust up off the couch.
“Us inside you, yes or no?” Sinner asks. “If your mouth and hands are all you want to use tonight, it’s fine, but I’ve been fucking wanting this since I saw you at the club.”
I lift my mouth from Priest and look up, meeting his heavy gaze. “I don’t have condoms.”
There’s the sound of a foil packet opening behind me. “Not a problem.”
And then Sinner’s pressing against me, the thick head of his cock nudging in between my folds as Priest watches me take his friend.
I rock my hips a little and he grips me around my waist. I’m slick and ready, so with a deep groan, he’s in.
God, he’s thick, stretching me in the best way.
It feels so good to be wrapped tight around his thick cock, especially when he starts to move.
My eyes flutter shut as I lean down, taking Priest back in my mouth as Sinner fucks me. Priest cups my cheek, pushing my hair back so he can watch me suck and guide my movements.
Colt wants his turn, replacing Priest’s hand with his so he can turn me to his own hard cock.
I can’t take him as deeply at this angle, but I can wrap my lips around the head and do my best. He sucks in a harsh breath and his other hand alternates between playing with my breasts, and just stroking the backs of his knuckles over my sensitive skin.
Sinner leans in to kiss me on my shoulder and down onto my spine.
He puts a hand on my lower back as he thrusts, and I start to lose touch with where one sensation stops and the next begins.
Priest wraps his fingers in my hair and steals my mouth back from Colt.
He bumps a little too deep in his eagerness, and when I gag, Sinner groans behind me as my whole body goes tight, connecting us in a new way.
Priest moans, his fingers steel as he holds my head still.
I’m so ready to taste him that pulling away doesn’t even occur to me.
I feel owned as he grips me possessively, and then fills my mouth with pulse after pulse of thick cum.
The first shot catches me off guard, leaking out through my lips, but I swallow the rest, suckling on the head of his cock until he settles back with a groan and pulls my head off him.
“Fuuuuuuck.” He leans over and kisses me, not showing a singular care that my mouth probably still tastes like him. His confidence is attractive. As I’ve said before, you learn a lot about a man from how he kisses. And when.
He rolls away, making room for Colt. I work my jaw, thinking it might need a rest, though. “It’s fine,” Colt says. “Roll over on your back.”
Sinner hears, and a moment later, I’m flipped with him holding my lower half off the couch as he fucks me deep and hard. He even managed it without pulling out. My breasts bounce from the force, shoulders on the couch.
From behind is nice, but I love being able to look up into his eyes as he fucks me. “Hi.”
He winks as he rolls his hips into me. “Hey.”
Colt comes closer, stroking himself right near my face. He captures one of my breasts with his free hand while he watches me with a lazy smile. “You look fucking hot when you’re being fucked, honey.”
I lick my lips, enjoying my own view. “Let me help. What can I do?”
He shakes his head. “Enjoy your fuck. I like watching. The way your tits are rocking as you’re fucked? Damn, it’s nearly enough to get me off. But next time, I’ll be the one between your legs.”
The dirty talk does something to me. Usually it feels forced, but we’re so deep into enjoying each other that it just sounds hot.
Sinner speeds up, and he hitches my hips higher so he can support me with one hand.
With the other, he licks his thumb and then presses it over my clit, rubbing in firm circles.
“Oooooh shit!” I gasp, ripped out of my comfortable little sex bubble and pointed straight towards my next orgasm. I grab Colt’s thigh with one hand, and the couch cushion with my other, holding on as my body arches all on its own.
“You gonna come for them?” Priest rasps.
“So close,” I hiss through clenched teeth.
“Fuck, I’m gonna,” Colt says and leans closer. He groans and his cock swells. And then my breasts and neck are spattered with hot liquid as he comes all over me. It’s so dirty, like he’s marking his claim on me, and it tips me over the edge.
The orgasm washes over me while I rock onto Sinner’s cock.
He leans in, fucking me into the couch instead of holding me up, and carries me through it, every thrust extending it by just a little, until I’m a barely breathing ball of nerves under him.
Wave after molten wave washes over me. I go tight, everywhere, and it’s his undoing.
He bottoms out, his cock all the way inside, then swells as he comes.
An urge to feel him skin to skin comes over me, instead of through a layer of latex, but I’m not ready for that quite yet.
Three bikers at once is intoxicating. It’s no wonder Paige and Jess are happy where they are. They probably can’t walk half the time.
Eventually we take turns in the shower. It’s not really big enough for multiple people, and definitely not when they’re as big as these guys.
After, we order food and they pick something to put on TV while I curl up between Sinner and Colt on the couch.
Priest looks over at me with a soft smile.
I don’t think I realized what I was missing out on before now, and I don’t just mean the sex.
But also the sex.
“Well, here’s hoping things are quieter going forward.” Sinner grins.
I laugh. “I could celebrate like this every day.”
Colt squeezes my thigh. “Sounds like a plan.”
There are still a lot of unanswered questions, and I don’t know where this will lead long term, but for right now? Everything is perfect.