Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 74270 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74270 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
“Please,” she whispers.
She tastes like everything I fucking want in a woman. It takes just a moment after my tongue finds hers before she’s kissing me back with the passion of someone who doesn’t know how much time they have left.
When I let up, she’s breathing heavier and there’s a spark in her eyes that wasn’t there a moment ago. Mad Dog crawls up the bed, pulling her closer so he can reach. He pauses. “All of us?” he asks softly.
Melody nods. “Always.”
29
MELODY
Mad Dog pushes himself up into a plank position over me. “What do you want tonight, baby?” I’ve never seen such a focused blend of concern and lust in someone’s eyes before.
“I…” I feel like a prisoner being offered their last meal. How do you pick? “I want everything.”
“This won’t be the last time,” Riptide rumbles next to me, like he can read my thoughts and doesn’t like what he sees. “We’re not gonna let you stay away from us long, babe.”
I don’t like it either. I reach out to touch him, and he covers my hand with his. “I wish you could promise that.” Reaching in the other direction, I find Rebel. “But… since it could be a while…”
Mad Dog pushes himself up onto his knees so he can tear off his shirt and throw it aside. The corded muscles in his arms and torso ripple as they move, making his tattoos almost feel alive. “Only had to ask, honey.”
Rebel makes me look at him with his strong hand under my jaw. “Do you want gentle?” He places a soft kiss on my lips. “Or do you want us to make you feel it for days to come?”
The words send a wash of heat to my core. What I love about them is their wildness. Their strength. Their ability to drive me crazy. And that I can trust them to know what the limits are. “The second one. I want to remember what I have to come back to. I mean, if you’ve got it in you.”
Maybe I shouldn’t sound like I’m daring them.
Riptide grabs me from behind and flips me around. I land on all fours, facing him. “Yeah, is that what you want?”
“If you’re going away, I’m gonna fucking take all I can get, honey. Hope you’re ready for that.” Mad Dog presses up against my ass, reaching around to undo my pants.
Rebel chuckles as he starts taking off his shirt. “You okay?”
“Stop asking,” I whine. “I want you, all of you. And I need you to drive me so crazy that I forget about everything that’s going on right now. Can you do that or not?”
Mad Dog smacks my butt. “You bet your fucking ass we will.”
Never imply bikers aren’t moving fast enough unless you’re willing to get tossed around like a rag doll.
I laugh as my clothes go flying piece by piece. It’s hard to tell whose hands are doing what. All I know is that a few moments later, I’m completely naked, and surrounded by three equally naked men.
I reach for Riptide first, but it’s Rebel who picks me up and carries me to the end of the bed, where he drops me with just my butt on the edge. He drops to his knees between my thighs and pushes them wide. Riptide grabs one knee while Mad Dog takes the other, taking up positions on either side of me and holding me open.
Rebel’s deep brown eyes look up at me from between my legs. “Hold on, baby. This might get messy.” And then he buries his tongue in my pussy.
“Fuck!” I gasp as he slides through my folds in a bold swipe from bottom to top, flicking my clit at the end.
“That comes afterward, if you’re a good girl,” Riptide teases while he strokes himself.
I can’t wait.
Having sex with three men at once gives a girl the chance to compare and contrast in a way that isn’t usually available. They’re all skilled, but they have slightly different techniques. Rebel works more with his fingers, using his tongue to tease me while he spreads my pussy lips with one hand and slides a thick finger inside. I buck into his mouth, and one finger turns to two. Slowly but surely, I inch my way closer to my first climax. Sliding the thick of his tongue against his own fingers, I feel it stretch me just a little more and I whimper in need.
“I fucking love your tits,” Riptide says as he lets go of my knee and presses a hand to the center of my chest, throwing a leg over my rib cage and blocking my view of Rebel.
Rebel looks up just long enough to say, “Nightstand drawer,” and then dives back in, making a sinfully unholy wet noise as he works his fingers into my pussy.