Page 41 of Sold to the Bikers

I look up at Quickshot. "I want to taste."

Animal's eating me out like it's the best meal he's had in his life. It makes me want to return the favor. I have a lot of firsts to give, and I’m looking forward to all of them.

"Fuck," he groans, then braces his knees against the table so he can press himself against my lips.

The head is smooth on my tongue, slick and just a little salty. This close, his scent is strong and masculine. A little musky, with just a hint of leather underneath. I swirl my tongue around the head and he shivers and groans as I trace its distinct ridge.

Here I am, on my back surrounded by three guys strong enough to do anything they want to me, but with Quickshot's dick in my mouth and the way his eyes are closed and his mouth slack as I pleasure him, I can't help but feel a little in control anyway.

Badass tightens his hand around my fingers and guides my strokes. Am I neglecting him? With Animal making my clit pulse and my pussy yearn for more, and Quickshot filling my mouth, there's only so much I can concentrate on. So many men, and I don't know that I can handle them all.

"It's okay, honey," Badass rumbles. "I'll get my turn, and you’re so fucking sexy right now. Don't you worry about me."

As Animal concentrates more on my clit, I can’t even focus on the cock in my mouth, though Quickshot draws a sharp breath every time I moan around him. Then Animal slips a finger into me, fucking and licking me at once. My pussy contracts around him, sending naughty tingles of pleasure rushing through my whole body.

And then he adds a second finger.

“Oh!” I gasp, arching my back and pressing my hips against him while his tongue works magic around my sensitive little nub. He knows exactly how to tease me perfectly, driving me up and up towards the edge. Just when I think I'm going to explode, he pulls back. Then he does it again.

By the third time, I yank my hands away from Badass and Quickshot so I can wrap my fingers deep into his silky hair. I guide him exactly where I need him with a deep groan. Animal laughs against me, and that faint puff of air is enough to tease me closer to release, but then he kicks it into high gear.

Oh my God.

I cling to him as the orgasm overtakes me, grinding myself against him so hard you'd think I was trying to merge us into one person. My shoulders and ass press down hard so I can arch up and scream as my vision goes white and the music becomes a dull ringing in my ear. There are hands everywhere holding me safe as I shake on the tip of Animal's talented tongue until I finally relax, slumping onto the table and breathing heavily.

"Fuck, that was hot," says Quickshot. He's stroking himself right next to my face, but he doesn't seem offended that I couldn’t keep my mouth on him. "You’re so damn sexy when you come, baby. I fucking love it."

I don't have the breath yet to respond.

Animal places a last kiss on my clit, sending a whole new wave of shivers through me, then straightens. It places his glistening cock right at my entrance. At some point, he found the opportunity to slip on some protection.

Oh God, it's about to happen.

Taking himself in hand, he aims the tip, nudging it between my folds before he looks up at me with a lust-darkened question in his eyes.

Last chance.

There's no way I'm backing out now. I nod at him, then grab onto Quickshot's muscled thigh and Badass's solid arm, seeking support in this last moment of innocence.

Animal pushes forward, slowly, but surely, his thickness opening me for the first time. Two fingers was nothing. God, he's thick, but we're both slick and I'm so ready for him. I hold my breath with every new inch, waiting for the sting, the pain that will tell me that now I’m finally a woman in every sense of the word, but it never comes. A slight ache at the stretch, sure, and a sense of fullness I've never felt before, but no pain. When his powerful hips settle against mine, and I've got all of him inside me, I finally open my eyes and look up in amazement.

"Okay?" he asks, but his satisfied smile tells me he already knows the answer.

"God, yes." I nod, carefully at first, but then more enthusiastically. "Yeah, wow. I thought…"

"Did you seriously fucking think we’d vow to protect you so we could fuck you up ourselves?”

Quickshot strokes his fingers through my hair. “We’ll stretch boundaries you didn’t know you had, but I want you fucking begging for more.”

Badass chuckles.

Animal slowly backs out, only to thrust in more firmly this time. Oh God, that's good. "This is just the start, girl."

"Okay." I barely get out a whisper before he withdraws, then pushes back in, harder again.

"I'm going to fuck you until you can't think," he growls, leaning forward until he's straight-arm planking and looking hungrily down at me.

His hips draw back, then drive back in, harder again. There's an audible smack as he fills me with such force that my breasts wobble. I get a little self-conscious, but then I see how reverently the guys are watching me. Badass takes one breast in his huge hand and caresses the nipple with his thumb while still letting it rock between his fingers. Quickshot takes the other, rubbing the tip of his cock against me, leaving a wet trail on my skin while he twists his fingers into my hair like he's holding me in place for them.