Sold to the Bikers – Screaming Eagles MC Read Online Stephanie Brother

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Just as he puts the bottle down with one hand, he drives his fingers into my hair and pulls me towards him. He’s so fast, I barely register it before he’s crushing his mouth to mine. He kisses so good, making my blood run hot.

I wiggle in his lap, eager for more. Kissing him back with my arms on his shoulders, I want to give as good as I get. To show my enthusiasm because I don’t want there to be any doubt where this is going.

I want this.

Need it.

Then Badass is there, pulling me into his lap, and claims my lips brutally, his fingers wrapped around my throat as he kisses me senseless.

And I’ve barely got my breath back before it’s Animal’s turn, biting my lips and capturing my tongue between his teeth, before he kisses my lips tenderly as if to soothe them.

I’m lost in a blur of mouths, tongues, and hard cocks straining under my soaking panties, as all three of them take their turns, making a game of passing me back and forth, from lap to lap. Their shapes, their flavors and their smells are all unique, but blend together into something so much better.

I’m on Badass’s lap when someone pulls down my tube top, freeing my breasts, letting them spill out before he captures them in his big hands.

They lay me out on the table, and both of my nipples get sucked into the demanding heat of their mouths. Each suck, each nibble sends lightning straight down into my slickening pussy.

Badass leans over me, and I take the opportunity to tear at his T-shirt, pulling it upward, trying to peel it off his muscular torso. With a cocky laugh, he grabs the hem and twists the shirt up and over his head, bearing a vast expanse of scarred and tattooed skin.

I place my palms on the planes of his beautiful chest, feeling the thunder of his heart just beneath it. When I meet his hungry—no, starving—eyes, there's no doubt he wants this as badly as I do.

God, I can't get naked fast enough, but with Animal on one side, Quickshot on the other, and Badass towering over me, I don't have the room to maneuver.

"Please…" is all I get out before Quickshot bites my nipple, forcing me to gasp. This isn’t going to be a gentle introduction to sex, but if gentle was what I wanted, I wouldn’t be here. They’re my brutes, and I want them to take what they want from me.

With iron grips on my ankles, so strong his fists might as well be manacles, Badass lifts my feet up in the air and brings my legs together. Animal is ready, flipping up my little skirt so he can hook his rough fingers in my panties and yank them over my hips. I shift to make it easier for them. He pulls them right up my legs, past my heels and tosses them aside. Then he takes my legs from Badass and puts himself between them.

Animal leans forwards, but I shake my head. "Clothes off. I want to see.”

"Hey, who the fuck owns who around here, huh?" With a laugh, he peels his shirt off, then starts working on his fly. "I paid good fucking money for you."

"Only the down payment," I throw back at him, but I'm watching him undress with great interest. His torso is even more scarred than his face, white slashes of healed skin crisscrossing over his chest.

Whatever he went through to get those, it can't have been pleasant. Maybe someday he'll tell me. I have to admit that once he yanks his pants down, freeing a cock that looks so stiff it could hammer in nails, I get distracted and forget to ask. I reach out to touch.

With a cocky smirk, he pushes my legs back until my knees are almost at my shoulders, so he can place himself right on the edge of the table with his massive dick hovering over my stomach. He looks even bigger up close. "And you’re worth every fucking cent, but whatever they think they’re owed? They’ll pay out double before this is over. I fucking promise."

Wrapping my fingers around his cock, I find it pulsing with his heartbeat and already slick with precum. I've gone from untouched to handling my second cock in as many days. “If I… If I do something wrong, just tell me, okay?”

He looks at me like I’m crazy. “Unless you’ve got some weird fucking plans, I guarantee you we’re down for whatever you do.”

I start stroking along his length, and he groans, watching me through lidded eyes as I explore him. A little pearl of liquid wells forth from the tip, and I slide my palm over it so I can spread its slickness on him. How will all that fit inside me?

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