Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 72756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 364(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 364(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
I wink. “I’m sure it’s fine.” I tighten the straps too far and it squeezes my breasts closer, making my cleavage look deeper. I'm pretty sure Preacher growls. “Whoops, wrong way.”
“You're about two seconds away from being thrown on that bed and getting fucked every which way from Sunday. You sure you wanna be teasing us?” Devil cups the big bulge in his jeans, showing he's got the tools to back up the threat.
“What, you guys don't have any self-control?” I pull slowly on the bottom of one of the laces and three sets of eyes are locked on me as it pops out of the little ringlets, one by one.
“We're Screaming Eagles, not fucking monks,” says Crash. The gravel in his voice has my core flaring up. I'm pretty sure my panties just got soaked. “Show us the goods, or we're gonna come right over there and fucking take them.”
I gasp in mock dismay. “But you can't do that! I'm just a helpless virgin who doesn't know what I'm doing. You wouldn't take advantage of someone like me, would you?” I let the straps go, and my breasts spill out. “Oops.”
That's the end of my tease, because all three guys charge me, carrying me right over to the bed as I giggle and beat at them softly with my fists. I land on the mattress so hard it nearly knocks the air out of my lungs. The guys are eager!
I squirm and laugh as they rip off my panties, tearing them off over my boots. Devil wrestles what’s left of my top off, and then all that's left is my skirt, though they don't seem in a hurry to get rid of that. I guess it doesn't really block anything.
Devil draws my breast into his mouth, capturing my whole nipple and swirling his tongue around the taut point. I shiver as a sexy tingle races through me.
Preacher pulls off his pants, and walks on his knees towards my head while pulling his shirt off. His big… his big cock is pointing right at my face, a glistening drop right on the tip.
And Crash dives down between my legs, spreading my thighs to get his face in there. I gasp as his broad tongue swipes through me, and Preacher takes the opportunity to press into my mouth.
My first time with all three they were gentle, making me feel safe, knowing that all this was new to me. This time I asked for it, and they seem determined to make me face the consequences.
I swirl my tongue around the tip of Preacher's cock, doing my best to imitate what Crash is doing between my legs. From Preacher’s throaty moan, I'm on the right track. I love that I can make him weak like this. My big, strong biker, but when he's in my mouth, he's all mine. Even when he pushes a little deeper, sliding between my lips and combing his strong fingers through my hair.
“Yeah, suck that cock,” he says in a raspy voice.
Devil nips at my hard nipple, just enough to make it sting a little, while he strokes my other breast. I reach out until I find his hard length with my fingertips. He hisses as I make a fist around his thickness, or at least as far as I can get my fingers around, and stroke him in the same tempo as Preacher is using my mouth.
But the more magic Crash works with his mouth, the harder it becomes to concentrate on what I’m doing. His thumbs dig into the insides of my thighs as he pushes my legs back and open, sliding his tongue deep inside, before bringing it up to spiral around my clit. He does it over and over, and each time, I arch my back a little further and press against him a little harder.
I moan around Preacher and his grip on my hair tightens as he begins to move my head for me. Devil has to wrap his hand around mine to stroke himself, because apparently I can't pat my head and rub my belly at the same time as I'm being brought up to a mind-bending orgasm.
The closer I get, the more Crash focuses on my clit, knowing exactly what’s going to bring me over the edge. Devil gets rougher, more insistent, rolling my nipples between his fingers. Each time, a new surge of stinging pleasure rushes for my core. Even the way Preacher tugs on my hair as he slides back and forth between my lips has my insides sparkling like champagne.
When I come, everything happens at once. Preacher groans and my mouth fills with the taste of him. Salty and slick, I swallow it all as my thighs clamp around Crash's head. He goes even harder, not letting up on my clit for a second and pushing me to the absolute limit.