Page 17 of Protected By the Bikers Next Door (Never Just One #4)

Harper

W ith Hawk’s declaration, the ball is firmly in my court. I know the guys well enough now to know that if I don’t take the next step, they’ll back off. They won’t pressure me.

Which is why I find myself standing in front of the bathroom mirror, contorting my body to try to look slimmer in the sexy lace lingerie set I’m wearing.

I’ve never worn it, having bought it years ago as a surprise for Ryan in an attempt to spice up our dying marriage, only for him to comment on how ridiculous women like me are when they try to dress in sexy underwear.

The set was relegated to the back of a drawer, never to see the light of day again, until now.

I’m trying not to focus on the negatives or let myself go down the shame spiral with my body.

Tonight, I’m trying to find things I like.

A pep talk to give me the confidence to actually go downstairs and present myself to the guys like this.

If they hadn’t all made their intentions clear already, there’s no way I’d risk a stunt like this, in case they laugh in my face.

Jenny is fast asleep, and the guys are watching TV.

Now’s my chance. I just need to build the courage to leave this room.

I force myself to look in the mirror again.

Okay. So, let me think of three positive things.

What do I like? I suppose I like the color of the lingerie against my skin; it’s a kind of forest green that makes me look more tanned than I am and brings out the green in my hazel eyes.

I like the lift that the bra gives me, making my generous breasts seem gravity-defying, and the garter belt makes my waist look smaller, even if it does accentuate my hips.

It’s now or never. If I don’t go downstairs now, I’ll chicken out. Jenny is a heavy sleeper; I’m not worried about us waking her. I muss up my hair and apply a slick of cherry lip balm before taking a deep breath and opening the door.

I can hear the murmured voices of the guys chatting downstairs as I try not to trip, walking down the stairs in the heels I’ve opted to wear.

They’re discussing something related to the club, possibly an issue with a rival club.

It sounds important, and I almost decide to turn around. The creak of a stair betrays me.

“Harper, is that you? We were wondering where you’d got to,” Bear says.

The last thing I want is for them to come to check and see my ass scurrying up the stairs. So, steeling myself, I walk the few paces to the living room door and push it open to reveal myself. Their shocked yet aroused expressions melt away the last of my self-consciousness. I want this.

Wolf gets to his feet slowly, confidently walking over to me. “I take it this means you’ve decided to take us up on our proposition.”

I gulp, nodding, my voice comes out barely above a whisper. “Yes.”

He comes behind me, nibbling my ear gently before whispering. “Say it.”

“I want you. All of you.”

Bear rises and comes over to stand before me. “I’ve been waiting too long to hear those words, baby,” he murmurs, kissing me deeply.

Behind me, Wolf kisses the nape of my neck. “We can go slow, if you want.”

“What if I don’t want to go slow?” I reply breathlessly as Bear teases my nipple through the lace of my bra, making my pussy wet with eager anticipation. I can feel Hawk’s eyes on me, watching intently.

Bear grins at me. “That’s our girl.” He moves away, closing all of the curtains; we don’t want an audience.

“Go sit on the couch,” Wolf commands, and I do as I’m bidden, sitting beside Hawk, who kisses me passionately.

I have no idea what I’m supposed to do, so I’m glad that Wolf is taking charge.

From my exploration into group sex porn, it seemed that the woman manages to juggle all three cocks with expert ease, taking all three for the whole process, so I’m surprised when Wolf and Bear take a backseat, allowing Hawk his time to shine.

I’ve not been with Hawk yet, and just like how Bear was different from Wolf, Hawk is uniquely brilliant, too.

He turns that intense focus onto me, studying my body like a tactical map and touching me in all the right places with expert precision.

He works his way down my body, teasing my nipples and caressing my breasts first before venturing lower.

I feel his warm breath through the fabric of my panties, and I ache for his touch there.

Instead, he kisses the length of my inner thighs before tasting me through the thin lace.

I mewl as his strong hands remove my panties, exposing me to my audience.

I’m already so wet just at the thought of what’s to come that when his tongue laps at my clit, I see stars.

In the bliss of Hawk’s touch, I’d almost forgotten we weren’t alone until Bear comes to join us.

He pulls the side of my bra down to expose my nipple, catching it in his mouth.

I moan as Hawk’s long, slender fingers dance along my clit, like a pianist hitting every note, before they slide inside me while his tongue continues to play.

Bear’s mouth catches mine as I cry out, kissing me deeply and tenderly. The sensation of Hawk pleasuring me while Bear kisses me is so unusual, so erotic, yet so right. With practiced ease, he reaches around to unclasp my bra, freeing my breasts, which tumble out.

“Beautiful,” he murmurs, looking into my eyes before he resumes teasing my nipples. Combined with Hawk’s expert mouth and fingers, I feel as if every nerve ending is firing at once.

And this is just from two of them.

I look over at Wolf, who’s sitting, watching us. He’s removed his clothes and is lazily stroking his erection. Just the sight of his strong, naked body and how aroused I’ve made him turns me on even more.

“Join us,” I say through breathy moans.

He shakes his head. “Not yet. I want to watch you sucking Bear’s cock.”

The request excites me; the thought that he truly gets off on watching me, that he wants me to do this, is thrilling.

I giggle, lightly tugging Bear’s beard to get his attention from where he’s enjoying nuzzling between my breasts.

“You heard the man. Do you want me to suck your cock or not?” I tease.

“Wicked little thing,” Bear says with a grin, moving away to remove his clothes.

Perhaps feeling that if I can talk, he’s not doing a good enough job, Hawk increases his efforts, his tongue moving faster as his fingers delve quickly in and out of me, making me cry out with pleasure.

It feels incredible, and for a moment, I forget everything else, focusing just on the sensation as he brings me closer to the edge.

When I open my eyes again, Bear is standing there in all his glory.

He comes over beside me, kneeling on the sofa so his dick is in line with my head.

I wrap my hand around his shaft, stroking the length of him and feeling him get even harder before I lick the tip of his cock, tasting the salt of his precum.

“Fuck, yes,” he moans as I take him as deep as I can in my mouth.

I moan in pleasure as Hawk brings me closer to the edge, the vibrations only serving to turn Bear on more as they ripple along his cock.

Wolf moves over to join us, and I take his cock in my hand, working the shaft while still sucking Bear.

“I want to fuck your tits,” Bear growls, and I nod my approval, moving to suck Wolf’s cock instead.

I’m so lost in the pleasure and focused on Wolf that I barely notice Bear leave for a moment, returning with some body oil that he generously lathers over my breasts, worshipping them slowly, his eyes dark with desire.

I’ve never done this, and I’m not expecting much pleasure from it, so I’m surprised to find how good it feels when he glides his cock between my oiled breasts.

The sight of it, alongside sucking Wolf’s cock and the pleasure that Hawk is giving me as he goes down on me, bringing me closer and closer, finally sends me over the edge, and my orgasm hits me hard and fast.

“Fuck, yes!” I scream, before begging Hawk to fuck me.

He thrusts inside me, his cock hitting deep, sending ripples of pleasure through me.

I’ve never completely allowed myself to let go during sex.

I’ve always been too concerned about how I look and if the other person is enjoying it enough.

Now, I give in to my primal instincts. I don’t care how I look, because I know that in the guys’ eyes, I look like a goddess; that’s exactly how they make me feel.

And I know they’re enjoying it just as much as I am.

Hawk spreads my legs wider, fucking me hard and fast while he rubs my clit. I’m senseless with pleasure, barely able to concentrate on one thing before the next diverts my attention. I feel so powerful as I suck Wolf’s cock, simultaneously pleasuring him while Bear fucks my breasts.

“I want you to cum for me, cum all over me,” I moan, feeling like a porn star yet completely unabashed by it. I know how much it will turn him on, turn us all on.

“Oh fuck, you are perfect,” he moans.

When he reaches his climax, spurting his hot seed all over me, it’s one of the hottest things I’ve ever done, and I find myself falling back over the edge of the cliff into another orgasm, my pussy clenching Hawk’s cock tight.

We take a moment to readjust, Bear tenderly cleaning me. “That was fucking amazing,” he says as he kisses me.

“We’re not done yet,” Wolf says, answering my unspoken question as he commands that I bend over the couch on all fours, ass on display.

He comes behind me, eating my ass and pussy while Hawk moves into position so I can suck his cock.

Content to watch for now, Bear moves to an armchair.

I’m surprised to find that I enjoy being watched.

Had you asked me before this, I’d have said no way, I’m too self-conscious, but under his gaze, I feel sexy, powerful, worshipped.

I eagerly suck Hawk’s dick, wanting to bring him as much pleasure as he gave me. Unlike the others, and unsurprisingly, he’s not particularly vocal, but I can feel his focus is on me, and I know that he’s enjoying it.

Wolf continues to tease me from behind until I’m desperate for more. “Fuck me,” I pant, pushing back on him.

“I want you to beg for it.”

“Please, fuck me, please.”

Wolf moves to stand behind me, positioning his cock at my entrance.

I’m soaking wet and ready for him, but his girth still stretches me, filling me completely.

He fucks me slowly, building the pressure until I’m ready to explode before thrusting hard and fast. I’m sucking Hawk, trying to pleasure him as best as I can, taking him deeper and deeper with every thrust from behind.

“I’m close,” he growls, trying to move away.

“I want to taste you.”

As if I’ve said the magic words, he cums and I taste his salty, yet sweet cum, looking him in the eye as I swallow every last drop, enjoying the naked look of desire on his face.

Wolf spanks me lightly, as if commanding my attention back to him.

It works. My focus returns to him and him alone as he fucks me.

As I feel my orgasm building, I’ve had so many I’ve lost count.

I feel as if it’s almost too much, that I can’t take any more.

But Wolf pushes me, showing me I can, that this is just the start of the pleasure I’ll have.

He spanks me again, and my pussy spasms on his cock.

“I want you to cum with me,” he commands.

A few more well-timed spanks and simultaneous thrusts, and we do just that, falling over the edge together, and a scream of pleasure ripples from my lips.

Satiated, I collapse onto the sofa as I try to catch my breath, a giant cat grin on my face. Bear comes over and pulls me close into a hug. I rest my head on his chest, and he kisses me gently. “You’re incredible.”

“You’re ours,” Wolf adds.

I don’t mind his possessive tone. In fact, I like it; I want to be theirs. I’ve never felt more fulfilled. Each of them gives me something different. They make me feel desired, cherished, complete.