Page 26 of Rider Daddies (Venom Vultures MC #6)

“Reverse psychology, was it?” he says, running his hands all over Lucia’s body. “Nice try. Sort that problem in your pants out another time.” He addresses Ryder too. “I want the pair of you immature imbeciles to stand back and watch me fuck Lucia.”

Ryder and I exchange a look of rage.

He can get lost.

I rejoin the scene, circling around to the top of the table. Ash might’ve claimed the jewel between her legs, but I have two right here, hidden under a suggestive white tee.

“Arms up, sweetheart.”

Lucia throws them up like she’s on a roller coaster. I suppose that’s exactly what this is to her—the ride of her life.

I remove her tee and slip my hand underneath her to unclasp the bra. I’ve barely slid the lace garment out from under her when I catch sight of her breasts. They are perfect.

And they’re all for me.

Her nipples are perked up with arousal. And my mouth is around one of them before my brain even has time to catch up. Before Ryder can touch the other, I lock my hand over the twin breast, taking both for myself.

Some might call me greedy.

Others a champion.

I don’t care what they call me. With Lucia’s hard nipple in my mouth, I really couldn’t give a fuck if I died tomorrow.

“What the fuck?” I hear Ryder say from some faraway dimension.

“You snooze, you lose, brother,” I say, my head nestled between Lucia’s breasts.

I no longer care that I’m fighting to have sex with the girl and in doing so, giving her exactly what she wants.

I know my brothers. They won’t stop without putting up a fight, and it’s always Ash or Ryder getting their way. When does the youngest brother ever get his chance?

I take my mouth from Lucia’s breasts and start thumbing her nipple, eliciting a moan out of her…

This might just be the loudest one yet.

Ash looks up at me with a type of competitiveness that will be enthralling for Lucia…not so much for us.

“You wanna play that game?” he asks.

“This isn’t a fucking…” The words die on my tongue.

No he is not taking off her panties.

Lucia lifts her legs into the air to help him. He throws them away. I can’t move now that she’s completely naked. All I can do is stare at her body, frozen in time, because a female body shouldn’t look this fucking good.

“That’s a good girl,” Ash says.

There’s a finger moving through her folds to open up her pussy, but I don’t note who it belongs to. All I see is Lucia’s beautiful rose petals opening up, her tight wet hole glistening under the overhead light. Her moans echo in my ears like I’m listening to an angel sing.

My cock feels so fucking hard that it’s not even pointing outward anymore.

It’s pointing up.

I grip the table edge, reality starting to catch up with me.

“Age before beauty, is it?” I shout, darting over toward Ash to pull him away. “I’m going first, I already called it.”

“Actually no, you didn’t. I did.” Ash is too busy running his finger through Lucia’s slit to look at me.

“Son of a bitch.”

“Hey!” he snaps. “Remember we all have the same mother.”

“Had,” I feel it necessary to interject under my breath.

Ryder wraps his arms around Ash and pulls him away.

“You think you’re better than everyone, don’t you?

” He slams him against the wall. “You and your blue eyes and stoic beliefs. You think you deserve to go first just because you ‘looked after’ Saint and me. Guess what? That was your own choice. You self-appointed. Nobody forced you to take control, but you wanted to feel noble, didn’t you? I’ve fucking had enough.”

“May I remind you,” Ash says. “That you agreed to give me first dibs.”

I turn to Lucia while this is all going on.

Oh my sweet god.

Her legs are flayed open.

She’s touching herself, rubbing her clit while the three of us have our brotherly feud. She sees me looking at her pussy and catches my gaze, a devilish look in her eye.

With Ryder and Ash distracted, arguing over who deserves to go first, I shoot my shot and take the opportunity away from them both. My pants are off in seconds, pooling at my feet. I take out my cock, grab Lucia’s ankles to bring to me, and thrust straight inside of her.

Ash can get lost.

This is the loudest she has moaned.

Ever.

“Fuck, yeah.”

A master class couldn’t even prepare me for this moment. There’s no way I can last long. I’m at the pinnacle already, cum seconds away from shooting out.

It turns out that home isn’t the Venom Vultures clubhouse, or Nevada for that matter. Home is Lucia. The way her walls embrace me makes it feel like I’m home.

Like I belong.

Faintly, I hear the other two shut up, turning around to watch me fuck her. My first thought is that they’re giving Lucia exactly what she wants—a sibling audience.

But when I look over my shoulder to see them staring intently, I think differently.

“Look how well she’s taking him,” Ryder says, his voice faint.

I plunge back in, her hot walls instantly wrapping around my length.

“God, you’re so big,” she gasps.

“Moaning like that isn’t going to make it any smaller, sweetheart.”

I grab her hips, aroused at the sight of our molded bodies.

Lucia’s round breasts move in rhythm to my thrusts, and Ryder rushes over to stimulate them, turning the moans into cries. My dick twitches inside of her, the sounds of her pleasurable moans shooting straight up the length of my dick.

I feel a presence behind me. Ash appears at my side, which I find weird at first until I realize that he’s not here to force me out of Lucia’s pussy.

It’s actually quite the opposite.

He lifts one of Lucia’s ankles and sets it on his shoulder to open her up even more. With plenty of access, he brings a single finger to her little bundle of nerves and starts rubbing soft strokes over the area.

“Oh fuck, I feel like I’m gonna?—”

“How many times do you think you can come tonight, darling?” Ash says.

Now isn’t the right time to be asking questions, when she’s on the brink of orgasm. Her walls pulsate around me, clenched around my cock in the best possible way.

“I could come over and over and…FUCK!”

I don’t have to look at her face to know that she’s coming—I’m so deep inside of her that I just know. Her walls contract around me.

The moment she lets go, it’s all over for me.

She’s too tight and wet and hot for me to be able to hold back, to limit myself because my brothers are present. I empty myself into her, thankful that she came quickly—I wouldn’t have been able to last any longer.

It’s first come, first serve, the second I withdraw from her. Lucia is left wide open, her pussy dripping with a combination of my cum and her own juices. The wetness transfers to the tattoo table where, minutes ago, we were carving our names into her ass.

Her cheek must be stinging like a bitch, but she hasn’t mentioned it.

That must mean that I’m good.

I know I’m good. I always make girls finish, but with Lucia it feels different. Rewarding.

Ash is second to claim his prize. Given that I’ve just had my turn inside, I thought he’d be more hesitant, but I think we’re past the point of taboos and caring what the others think.

The spell of Lucia is inside of us all.

Ash hoists her legs up and plunges straight inside of her.

I don’t know how I feel about her moaning the same high-pitched sounds for my brother as she did for me, but it’s still hot. I can admit that.

I kinda get what they were talking about earlier. Watching her pussy take him so well has me working up another erection. With her body on full display the way it is, shining bronzed skin under the direct light, I can’t help but stand back and rub my cock.

The way her breasts respond to Ryder’s flicking action has me at full mast.

Oh my fucking god.

And if that’s not enough, her smell is everywhere, like it’s infused into the wooden infrastructure of this place. Forget the antiseptic. All I can smell is Lucia’s rose-petal pheromones.

No wonder we’re all under her spell.

All I’m inhaling is her.

I walk back to the front of the room to get a closer look at her.

All that’s running through my mind is gratitude. Thank fuck we saved her from that motel. If we didn’t do that , we wouldn’t be doing this.

“I’m so, so close again,” she moans.

Action stations. With Ryder at her breasts, I grab her leg and widen it as far as it’ll go. Her clit is sitting pretty between her bundle of folds. I gently scrape the nub with the side of my finger and enjoy the show as our darling s ignorina reaches her second orgasm of the night.

Ryder is last, but I’m surprised to say that he’s not least.

Things start to get pretty fucking erratic when he decides to make her change position. Of course Ryder has to be different. I’m too aroused to make a comment, so I just roll my eyes and let him get on with it, watching as Lucia obeys his commands.

She’s basically folded in half over the table, the top half of her body hanging down, ass in the air.

He slaps the booty cheek that isn’t tattooed.

She gasps, surprised, arching her back to get ready for her third and final fuck of the night.

For this round, I decide to walk around to her face. My intention was to kiss her, but Lucia grabs my cock instead and starts sucking, my entire length deep down her throat.

“You’re gonna kill me, sweetheart.”

“Would that be so bad?”

It’s easy to overlook the bizarre comment when your entire cock is inside a mouth as pretty as hers. I watch her soft, pouty lips curl around my dick, her eyelashes fluttering closed as she concentrates on both her orgasm, and my own.

Ash holds her body in place as Ryder pounds into her hard.

But she takes him well. She handles all of us amazingly.

I grab her breasts and squeeze them, watching as the flesh contorts under my fingers. It’s hard to wrap my head around this—that she’s naked. And we just fucked.

I was starting to think the odds were against us.

I stare at her hard nipple, in awe that this is actually happening.

Just in time, I take my cock from out of her mouth, the entire thing coated in a layer of her saliva. And then I come, this time over her breasts, wanting to mark them as mine.

She finishes hard, her scream so loud that it wouldn’t surprise me if it’s woken up the other side of the world.

Nobody speaks afterward. Silence fills the tattoo parlor, one that starts to ring loud in my ears like it’s trying to get my attention and remind me what the fuck just happened.

Good news is—the tattoo is still intact on her booty cheek.

Bad news: So far, she only belongs to Ash and Ryder.

I zip up my pants and walk around to the other side of the room, picking up the abandoned needle on the floor.

“What are you doing?” Ash asks without looking at me.

“Finishing what we started.”

“Not now.”

“Yes, now,” interjects Lucia, still completely naked on the table. “All three or nothing. That was the rule.”

I smile and fix up the cartridge, leaning over to begin my signature.

Ryder’s is still only half-done, but he can fix it at a later date when he’s over the embarrassment.

Ash looks just as embarrassed.

The pair of them look like they’re waiting to confess in the name of Christ, both unable to look anyone in the eye. Fucking a woman in front of your two brothers shouldn’t be recommended, but they’re only tensing up about it now because it’s over. Because now it’s time to step back into reality.

But nobody was bothered in the moment.

In fact, I’m not bothered now.

My hand is steady as I feed the ink into Lucia’s precious skin. She sighs, head relaxed into the pillow like a princess going down for a nap.

As Ryder and Ash clean up, I realize that I, too, have a confession to make…

The best sex I’ve ever had to date was shared with my brothers.