Page 19
“We are here!” Shark announces, throwing the truck into park next to the main alleyway. “Do you need help, or you got it?”
“I should be alright, thanks for your help.” I say, grateful to have my team at my back.
“You should know that Globe and Matteo were trying to create a riot amongst the men today,” Shark laughs, shaking his head.
“Irene wants her revenge, which I get, but I’m not going to go against generations of politics for one person.
Once you are done with your welcome home party, maybe you, the guys, and I can meet at the clubhouse to go over what possibilities there are for Irene to feel… included without breaking bylaws.”
I have no fucking clue what he is talking about, but it is something I can get behind.
Instead of saying anything, I just nod and grab my crutches, shoving myself out of his truck.
Shark waits until I shut the door to the main area before leaving.
Turning the handle, I unlock the vault door and hobble my way inside.
“Oh, fuck,” her shrill tone bounces off the surrounding walls, seeping into my pores with desire.
She says something else, her voice a needy tone that has my cock immediately inflating to full mass.
Moving forward, I don’t even attempt to adjust myself.
Crutches make shit shift, and I’m not about to stop every fucking step to move myself around.
“She’s fucking soaked,” Globe grumbles down the hall, his voice leading me straight to the main bedroom. The bedroom we deemed as the sharing room. “Your pussy is desperate, needy for more.”
“She’s being such a good fucking girl,” moans Matteo, and whatever he or Globe does next has her crying out for more. She’s merciless to their rampage, and that’s only from the shit I can hear. I’m just outside the door, my body hesitating for a brief moment.
“She hasn’t fucking done anything to deserve to be a good girl,” Globe grunts, followed by the distinct squelching noise of a pussy being finger-fucked. “Fuck, you are such a good naughty whore.”
Ecstasy licks through my bones, and I’m moving to the door without thought. The sight has me halting again, but this time? It’s because she’s fucking glorious.
“Oh God,” she cries as liquid flies out of her puffy cunt.
Globe’s fingers don’t give her body any time to slow down as he relentlessly slams into her. She bows off the bed, trying to wiggle her hips away from him while trying to keep him latched on at the same time. He doesn’t let up for her to breathe, and her sounds…the whimpers of need.
I take a single step into the room, removing the crutches and quietly leaning them against the wall.
“Look what we have here,” Matteo rasps, though it’s deep and almost…animalistic. His fingers run the length of her pussy, coming up bright red and dripping. Looking at Globe, you would think the man was a vampire. Face covered in blood, he licks his lips and smiles dangerously.
Fuck.
“Who started the bloodbath without me?” I sneer, my pulse thrumming wildly through my body and creating an almost buzzing feeling.
“You…” Irene gasps, her body jolting as her eyes widen. Furrowing my brows, I’m not sure how this scene is supposed to play out. She was just spread-eagle for my brother, and now she looks…concerned?
“I told you he wasn’t dead,” Globe gripes and attempts to dive back between her perfectly creamy thighs. Thighs that are smeared with residue from her menstrual cycle and creating naughty images inside of my brain that we may have to play out later…
She shoves the two men out of the way, both of them huffing as she flings herself into me. Thankfully, the wall is there to stop us, and it breaks my heart not to be able to cradle her body into mine the way I want to.
“I can’t hold you, baby girl,” I mutter as I right her onto her own two feet.
She juts her bottom lip out in a pout, but when I bend to her level and stare her down, it gets sucked back in.
“That doesn’t mean I won’t devour you. Consume you so entirely that you have no other choice but to bum oxygen out of my lungs to fill yours. ”
She inhales sharply, her pupils spreading so largely that the pretty gray is completely consumed by the black.
My fingers dance across her naked torso, her full breasts begging for my mouth on them as her nipples sway with her intake of air.
“Gorgeous,” I sigh, trailing my fingers lower still. When they slip between her precious thighs, reality seems to slam back in.
“Wait,” she pants, her hand grabbing my wrist as I circle her swollen clit. The bundle of nerves are hard under my pointer finger, bending back and forth as I circle it. “I can’t.”
“You can,” I say with a conviction so profound that she rears back slightly.
“You can, and you will. You think we aren’t savage beasts?
We may have a soft spot for our purpose in this MC, but make no mistake, little tulip, we plan to deflower you so fully that your body knows nothing else except the pleasure we give it. ”