Page 100 of The Riders’ Reign

My skin rises in goosebumps at his words. “I can do that. I can be your filthy slut.”

I love playing this way with them, and they make me feel safe in it. Not judged and like I have to be the goody two shoes I always was before. I lick my lips, and Jack literally growls in response.

Together, they descend on me, undoing the corset style back and the zipper of my dress and slipping me out of it. I’ve deliberately worn super sexy, cream lace underwear, including stockings and a garter, and I love the way their heated gazes roam over me.

“Wow,” Rook breathes.

My cheeks flush.

“As gorgeous as you look, Baby-girl,” Jack says, “there is nothing more beautiful than your bare skin, so we’re going to have to get you completely naked.”

I throw him a flirtatious smile. “If I’m stripped down, then it’s only fair that you have to be, too.”

He glances back at the others. “Fair?”

Ace and Rook both nod eagerly, and Ghost gives a half smile. They slip off their cuts, their fingers going to the buttons of their shirts and pants, their feet kicking off their boots.

Holy shit. There are so many muscles and tattoos and erections surrounding me, I hardly know where to look.

“Now your turn,” Jack rumbles.

I unhook my stockings and slowly roll each one down my leg and off the end of my toes. Then I roll my panties down but leave the garter belt in place. Finally, I get to my knees on the bed, and unhook my bra, giving a little shimmy as I slide the straps down my arms, and toss it to one side. My nipples crinkle and tighten at the sensation of so many eyes on my skin, and my pussy floods with wetness.

“Face down,” Ghost commands. “Put that sexy ass in the air.”

I do as he says, burying my face in the mattress and tucking my knees under me so my ass is on show for them. I’ve made sure my knees are spread, opening my pussy to my men.

Ace joins me on the bed, keeping to one side so as not to block the view.

“This pussy is about to take so many cocks.” He trails a finger lazily down my slit, tracking my wetness. “It’s so eager, too. Feel how wet it already is.” He’s talking to the others, and they move in as well.

Suddenly, I have strong, rough hands all over me, tracing my pussy, dipping inside me, smoothing over my ass cheeks and thighs, circling my back hole. I don’t know whose hand is where, and fuck, it’s erotic as hell.

I almost bite my own arm to stop myself from begging for them to take me, hard and rough. I’m too turned on to need foreplay, as the entire day has been that for me, with them shooting me yearning, ravenous looks all through the wedding and after.

One finger presses inside me, then two, and oh, God, three. They pump in and out, getting me ready to take them. All of them.

I risk glancing around, and they’re all focused on me while touching themselves. Their big hands on their even bigger cocks, stroking, squeezing, precum leaking and dark purple heads swollen.

“I need someone inside me, now,” I gasp.

“I’m going last, Baby-girl,” Jack tells me. “I want my cum to wash out all the others.”

“Not fair,” Ace grumbles. “He does come like a hose.”

I giggle. “I’m not sure it works like that. I’ll still have all of you in me.”

Jack purses his lips. “It doesn’t matter which of us gets you pregnant. This baby will still be all of ours. Luckiest kid in the world, having four dads.”

I won’t be getting pregnant right now, though I won’t spoil their fantasy. I’m still on birth control. After all, we’ve been to hell and back, and I think we need some time to get over that and adjust to this new normal between us before we rush into babies. Maybe in the next couple of years, we’d like to start a family, but for now, this is pure fantasy.

“I want to go first,” Ghost says, “so I can watch the rest.”

“Someone fuck me already.” I wiggle my ass at them. “Stop keeping me waiting.”

“Fine, but I’m going after Ghost,” Rook says.

Ace waggles his eyebrows. “That makes me third. I’m looking forward to fucking into Rook’s and Ghost’s cum.”