Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 78024 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78024 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
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.
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Chapter 21 - Quinn
Mila, Sinner’s sister, has the same curious, light blue eyes that he does. Her long, honey blonde hair hangs all the way to her waist, straight and shiny. I might not have recognized it if I didn’t know ahead of time, but her features are a softer, feminine version of his, making their relationship obvious once you know where to look.