Page 51 of Wolf's Songbird


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Soon though. Soon, I’ll have my girl under me once again with my hand around her neck.

“Dude, are you popping a chub while looking at your girl?” Yak murmurs as he leans in close.

I look over at him and shake my head. “Why are you even looking at my dick?”

“Hey, I’m just looking out for my friend,” he says, raising his hands in surrender.

“You’re so fucking weird.”

“But you love me. For real though, if you stare any harder, you’re going to come in your pants like a fucking teenager.”

“No, the fuck I’m not.”

“You’re not what?” Aspen asks as she wraps her arms around my neck from behind.

Shit, I didn’t even notice she left the girls and started walking my way.

“He’s not going to come in his pants like a preteen just from looking at you,” Yak tells her honestly.

“Wait, does that actually happen to guys? Like, without any assistance or anything?” Aspen asks with curiosity in her voice.

“Sure.” Yak shrugs.

I pinch the bridge of my nose. “Do you guys not realize how insanely inappropriate this conversation is?”

“But it’s so interesting,” Aspen tells me.

She moves around and sits sideways on my lap.

“What else don’t I know about the male species, Yak?” she asks as she adjusts her hips.

I grip onto her hips, stopping her from squirming anymore.

“I swear to god, Songbird, if you keep moving like that, I’m going to spank your ass,” I murmur into her ear.

“Promises, promises,” she says under her breath.

“Welcome to Men 101, sweet child,” Yak says in his most professor-like voice.

“Please shut the fuck up,” I beg.

“What’s he saying now?” Panther asks.

I look over and watch as he and Maggie take a seat across from us. He pulls her down into his lap, copying Aspen’s and my position.

“He was telling me that guys can come just by thinking about it,” Aspen says.

Panther groans. “Please, we are not having this conversation with my sister.”

“You could always leave.” Aspen shrugs, making Maggie giggle.

“You’re a fucking menace,” Panther tells his sister with no heat.

She blows him a kiss, making him smile.

When we left the bar earlier, after doing as much set up as possible, I planned on stealing Aspen away for a little alone time. I wanted to do something normal, like watch a movie and just hang out, but the brothers had a different idea.

I’ve heard that when the bar is open, the clubhouse is usually empty. The sweetbutts aren’t around, and the only people who really linger are the members and their spouses. The concept is completely foreign to me. I’ve never seen it done that way in any of the clubs I infiltrated, but I can’t wait to see it in real life.