CHAPTER ONE
Karina
Although the feltof the pool table is starting to chafe against my bare back, the face planted between my legs has a magical tongue attached to it, so I’m not about to complain.
Firm fingers dig into my thighs, pulling me closer. This man is insatiable. Devouring me, not giving a shit about the wet, slurpy sounds echoing through the cavernous room of his clubhouse.
Not that it matters. For the moment, we’re alone.
This is my first time inside the Iron Bulls MC’s clubhouse.
“Whatcha got here, Dante?”
Dante, that’s magic tongue’s name. I whine and bump my hips up when he stops licking me to answer whoever interrupted him.
“None of your business. Get lost.”
“You got her laid out in the front room. That’s beggin’ to have someone join in.”
Even though it isn’t phrased as a question, I think he’s asking permission. Dante flicks his simmering brown eyes up at me then slips a finger inside my pussy. “She’s a tight little bitch.” My eyes roll shut and I let out a moan.
“Jesus, fuck! Karina? What the hell?”
My eyes snap open.
Logan.
“You know her, Hemi?”
“Yeah, I fuckin’ know her.”
Logan comes into my line of sight and my skin heats up with shame. My breasts are partially out, my skirt up around my waist, thighs spread wide, and Dante’s fingers are still stroking me.
This is embarrassing.
But not surprising.
I’d known exactly what I was doing when I hopped on the back of Dante’s bike this afternoon after school. I “accidentally” bumped into the big, frightening biker outside the liquor store. I couldn’t have planned it better.
Except, I’m not getting the satisfaction I expected from the experience.
“Take her mouth. I’m busy down here.” Then Dante disappears between my thighs again. I can’t help moaning and arching my back up.
Logan stands over me. “Fuck, you even legal, yet?” he mutters.
“Never stopped you before,” I whisper.
“Jesus.” He rubs his hand over his face, and glances at Dante. He doesn’t seem to be able to make up his mind.
Finally, he unbuckles his belt and pulls his cock out. He strokes himself from root to tip, then traces his fat cockhead over my lips. “Open.”
Below, Dante takes my clit, sucking it into his mouth and I gasp. Logan uses the opportunity to shove his cock in my mouth.
I reach over and grab him, sucking him down harder.
“Fuck, girl.”
Dante stands, tugging me down the table, before plunging into me with his thick cock. I scream around Logan.
