Page 60 of Sold to the Bikers

"Freeze, flight, fight or fuck, right?" I lean in and whisper into her ear. "I’m a big fan of fuck. How about it? We'll make you feel so fucking good, you'll forget all about your stress."

"That’s stupid. You just want to have sex."

That’s not a no.

"Every fucking day, all the fucking time, baby girl. You heard what we said in there. What do you expect?"

She freezes, then swallows deeply. "I didn’t know if that was just to get his cooperation." There's a catch in her voice.

I kiss her neck, right behind her ear. Hasn't she figured out that we're fucking crazy for her yet? You'd think that be fucking obvious by now. "Not a fucking chance. Do you think we'd be doing all this shit for someone we didn't care about?"

Badass nods as he leans forwards and puts his hands on her thighs. "This stopped being a deal a long fucking time ago. We're not letting you fucking go, honey. Our claim on you has nothing to do with the fucking money."

"Oh. I mean, I know there’s something here, but—"

"You don't feel it?" Quickshot's voice is full of tension. "We're ready to go to fucking war for you, babe. And we're going to get Sandra safe outta there. You read me? We're doing that no matter fucking what, but if you're not feeling it…"

"No! I mean, yes! God, of course I do. I just—I don't know how we'll make this all work. While I'm here, everything's all good and fun and crazy and… Jesus, I had sex in freaking public while Badass fucked me in the ass!" We all chuckle at that. She's got to be fucking amped up if she's talking like that. "But that's not really what I'm like, and when you guys are done with the Unwanted and don't need me anymore, when I'm back to being an unemployed baker's apprentice who's struggling to make rent and take care of her little sister, then—"

I slide my hand right up to her throat so I can tip her head back and make her look up at me. "Don't fucking need you? I should wash your mouth out with fucking soap. Of course we're gonna fucking need you. Why the hell would that change? This isn't who you are? Are you fucking sure? Because I'm pretty damn sure this is exactly who you are. That girl who’s all shy and careful and nervous and quiet and always doing the right fucking thing is the real impostor. She just never had the chance to find out who she really was."

She shivers under my touch. "Animal…"

"You fucking stood up to Eagle-eye up there. Most members don't have the balls for that." Quickshot laughs. "Maybe you started out as a shy little kitten, but our girl's growing up and showing her claws. But you always fucking had them. You fucking raised your little sister when you were barely legal yourself."

"I didn't have a choice, and I was bitter sometimes and snapped at her and… God, I screwed up so much, but I’d do it over and over again. Here is like a Neverland where all the old rules don't apply, but I can't just leave her forever. What's going to happen to her without me? I can't be the girl you guys want. The girl I…"

She trails off, but Badass finishes it for her. "The girl you want to be? You don't have to do this alone. It's a fucking shame that you had to, but do you think we'll just keep you to fuck and ignore what's most important to you? Fuck, what's important to you is what's important to us. Do you think we're going to rescue Sandra and then kick her out onto the street? You think we'll stop helping after that? We'll get you a proper place to live, and if it's up to us, it'll be with us. And we'll make sure Sandra has space there, or nearby. And we'll make sure there isn't a fucking dealer, biker, Mafioso or any other kind of fucking criminal in this city that comes near her again, or they'll fucking answer to us. Honey, we're not done with you—not by a fucking long shot."

Natalie's breath is coming in gasps, like she's hyperventilating. To me it's fucking amazing that any of this is news to her, but maybe we're not being as obvious as I damn well thought.

"Hey, baby girl, you okay?"

She nods, quick short jerky ones. She grabs my leg and digs her nails in, like she's holding on to keep spinning right off the bed. Then she grabs the hand I've got resting on her sexy belly and pulls it up to her tit.

"Fuck me," she says simply. "I think I need a little post-nut clarity."

Trust me, I'm fucking happy to oblige.

32

NATALIE

I'm completely overwhelmed.Am I sad? Happy? In love? Just really, really horny? I don't even know anymore, but when Animal pulls my shirt over my head, I reach my hands up to make it easy for him. A moment later, the hooks on my bra loosen in quick order and Badass pulls it off me to reveal my breasts.

"Stand up, baby girl," says Animal, giving me a nudge. When I obey, my shorts are gone almost immediately, yanked down to my ankles by Badass on one side and Quickshot on the other.

I must be crazy to do this here and now, but I need this. I need them, and the way they're tearing my clothes, and their own off, so do they. I've barely kicked away my shorts before I'm surrounded by three very big, very hard cocks, belonging to the three guys I care about most in the world.

I drop to my knees to suck them all, but Quickshot yanks me back up. "Time for that later, babe, but I'm pretty fucking sure we promised you some post-nut clarity, and you can't get there without the nut." Then he gives me a shove that has me landing on the bed with a gasp.

Animal grabs one of my legs and Badass the other, pulling them back until I'm completely open for Quickshot. I brace my hands against the bed. "Can girls even nut?" I ask, which sounds like a really dumb question, given the circumstances.

Animal laughs. "Figuratively."

And then Quickshot is between my legs, sliding that amazing tongue of his over my sensitive skin. My body is still taking time catching up to my sudden situation, but he's experienced enough to know the deal. His touch is surprisingly gentle as he mixes his licks with soft kisses and some very careful nibbles.

Meanwhile, Animal and Badass take a breast each, capturing my nipples in their mouths as their hands explore everywhere—over my hips, over my stomach, sliding down the insides of my thighs and teasing their way across my throat. They're touching me in so many ways, and it's got me giddy with their attention.