Secret Baby for the Bikers Read Online Stephanie Brother

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Erotic, MC, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 82036 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
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“They fucking are,” growls Hawk, stroking himself as he watches from the side of the bed.

My panties are pulled aside and then the talented tongue dances over my pulsing nub, the tingles making me shiver all over. It slips deep inside and dances there too. Yup, that’s Snark.

I take back every misgiving I had. Fooling around with four guys at once is amazing.

Dragging me away from Viking, Bear turns me so he can have his turn at kissing me senseless. Viking locks his large fist around my hand so I can't let go and uses it to stroke himself.

Bear's beard is softer than Viking's, but his kisses are rougher, more demanding. One of his big hands goes behind my head and he twists me around so Snark has to pull away for a moment, but he takes the opportunity to yank my panties off. A moment later, his tongue is back in me. He's got me so wet I'm surprised he's not drowning. I try to squeeze my thighs together to slow him down, but he holds me open, and I'm not in a position to argue. Deep in my core, my climax is building, and I think it's going to be big.

Hawk comes close to demand his turn, finally getting into the action. He pulls me out of my kiss with Bear and presses my head down. “I saw you watching that slut earlier. Show me how you suck it,” he demands in a husky tone.

This isn’t my first try, but it’s close. When your life is watched over by dangerous, overbearing men, there aren't a ton of opportunities, and you risk getting someone's ribs busted or legs broken if they make the wrong move. Maybe I should be glad for the protection, but it mostly just feels stifling. But here nobody knows who I am. I’m just Alessa, slut for the evening, and no one's going to be breaking these guys' legs.

I might not be very experienced, but there's no way Hawk's cock is an easy starter edition. The fingers on my free hand aren't even close to going all the way around his base. Even just the blood-swollen head is going to be difficult to get in my mouth, never mind the rest of him.

I lean in and kiss it tentatively, then grin when he groans in response. Exploring the distinct ridge between his crown and the rest of it with my tongue, I try to mirror the magic Snark is working between my thighs. Hawk's already slick with excitement, and his musky, masculine flavor is thick on my tongue. Just when I think I’m getting the hang of things, he grips my head and pushes against my lips, making me take him in.

I love it. I'm both trapped and in charge of the pleasure of all four men. Submissive and powerful at once. I've never felt anything like this before. And through it all, Snark's tongue is bringing me closer and closer to the edge. He grips my ass with both hands, holding me still. His tongue flits wildly over my clit, and when his thumb starts to circle my asshole, my whole body goes rigid.

“That's right,” hisses Viking, still stroking himself with my hand. “Fucking come for us.”

My first orgasm of the night crashes over me like a rogue wave, dragging me under with it while my lips tighten around Hawk. My whole body tingles and my thighs lock so hard around Snark's head that I think I might be suffocating him. I groan, a primal sound deep in my chest that Hawk must be able to feel because his deep moan is sinful. God, if it's always like this with four men, I think I might be addicted already.

“Fuck yeah,” groans Hawk.

Bear holds me from behind, supporting me as I come back down. There's no way I have the strength yet to keep myself up. My breathing comes heavy, and little, tingling shocks are still rushing through me from the molten heat in my pussy to the tips of my fingers and toes. His curly chest hair tickles my stomach and chest. Hawk's cock slips from my mouth while I gasp for breath.

Once I relax, Snark slips out from underneath me. There's a sound of tearing plastic, and a moment later, there’s a new pressure between my legs, and that's definitely not his tongue. Oh God. Strong hands grip my hips tightly, and then he pushes.

I'm so slick that he slides right in, despite how thick he is. His hips press up against my ass and my moan is all pleasure. He's so hard, and his pulse throbs inside me with each twitch of his cock. I wiggle my hips a little, as much as his grip allows me, to let him know how ready I am. Then he fucks me.


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