Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 42685 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 213(@200wpm)___ 171(@250wpm)___ 142(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42685 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 213(@200wpm)___ 171(@250wpm)___ 142(@300wpm)
Capone owned me. Always had. Even from the very beginning when our eyes met across that dimly lit bar. The feeling that swept through me—the lust—was still present years later.
Now, it was no longer just the two of us. We had our other men and April. And walking into Rider’s room and seeing her practically folded in half with him buried deep inside of her…
Being forced to wait to get off was definitely fucking worth it.
I watched as Rider gripped April’s chin, forcing his tongue into her mouth, choking her for a moment since she could hardly fucking breathe as it was. Then, he roughly shoved her face to the side, forcing her eyes to lock on me. They were dazed and filled with lust, her pupils blown. And fuck, seeing her like this… She was goddamn breathtaking.
To anyone else, she might seem like a slut, but she was perfect for us. We were men with high sex drives, and it was one of the reasons we agreed to be together. But having a woman to share between us as well was fucking amazing. And knowing she belonged to all of us, that all of us would go above and beyond to protect her, settled all of us in a way nothing else really ever could.
And getting to take care of her, having her trust us, was something none of us would ever take for granted after all the shit she went through with her abusive asshole of an ex. Just the mere thought of him and what he did to her was enough to make my molars grind together. I had to force my jaw to relax. Both she and Rider were quick to pick up on my mood changes.
I’d hate myself a little if I killed the mood in the room.
“His turn, my girl,” Rider whispered against her cheek. Her skin flushed a shade darker as she trailed her eyes over me, drinking me in. A shiver wracked through her frame. Rider winked at me, leaning up from her the slightest bit to better run his eyes over me. A shiver raced down my spine. I loved the way Rider worshipped me with his eyes. “Who’d you get inside?”
I hummed and reached down, stroking my slick cock. “Capone.” Rider groaned. I knew how much he and the other guys loved to watch us together. I moved forward, nodding my head for him to get off of her. “Move. It’s my turn.” When he slid out of her, her moaning at the loss, I pointed to the bed. “Let her clean you up.”
Rider growled in response to being interrupted before he could get off, but he knew I wouldn’t let him suffer. I wasn’t Capone; I didn’t enjoy edging him. I liked to see them all get off so many times, they were crying from the oversensitivity.
Rider chuckled when I gripped April’s hips and flipped her onto her stomach before dragging her back toward me so her feet were planted flat on the floor. I kicked her feet apart, baring her swollen, wet pussy to my eyes. Her juices were still dripping from her cunt and running down her thighs.
It was a messy, hot-as-hell sight. It would’ve looked even better with Rider’s cum sliding out of her, but I wanted him to fill her throat.
“You ready for me?” I asked April as Rider shifted so he was in front of her. I gripped her upper arms and leaned her up, allowing Rider to slide beneath her body. As I lowered her back down, she opened her mouth and swallowed Rider to the back of her throat without a second’s hesitation. A low growl sounded from my throat at the sight.
The things this woman did were damn near pornographic.
Rider groaned and fell back against the bed, his eyes shutting, but not before I saw them roll back into his head for a moment. April’s mouth was fucking sinful, and she could probably suck dick better than any highly-paid porn star.
I gripped my throbbing shaft and slicked the tip up a little more between her folds before easing inside of her. She moaned around Rider’s thick cock, and she quickened her pace, bobbing her head up and down, her hand fisted around his base as she jacked him in time with her mouth.
“God,” Rider groaned, his hands lacing in her hair. I understood the sentiment. Her pussy was choking my dick, strangling it and already trying to pull my orgasm out of me.
I eased out of April before pushing back in, letting her walls adjust to my size. I could be a savage, but I never wanted to hurt her. She wasn’t as good at taking pain as the guys. She was the one we were forced to be gentle with, which helped us keep our aggressiveness in check.