Wanted by the Bikers – Screaming Eagles MC Read Online Stephanie Brother

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Mafia, MC Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 75406 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
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They're taking me, using me for their own needs, as their steadily thrusting cocks drive me closer and closer to that magical moment where I already know I'm going to completely fall apart.

They're so big, and I don't just mean their thick cocks, but all of them. I’m a very average sized woman, but with them I feel so tiny. “Wh—what do we look like?”

Nitro lets out a harsh laugh. “It’s fucking obscene how sexy you look taking them. I’m going to have to get my dick in your mouth before I come all over the sheets like a fucking kid just from watching.”

“So do it.”

“Shit, there’s the badass, I knew she was hiding in there somewhere.” Nitro’s fingers slide into my hair and make a fist so they can control me, and then the hot, smooth tip of his cock is pressed against my lips.

My cheeks cave as I suck Nitro in, making my lips as tight around him as I can. It’s hard to control the speed or depth while I’m getting rocked from behind, and I drive just a little too far. He bumps against the back of my throat, making my stomach clench. All three of them groan at once.

“So fucking good, Trigger,” Tank moans.

I’m actually doing it. Pleasing all of them at once, and it’s not just for their pleasure. I’m one big nerve ending, tingling all over, from my head to my toes. It's rough and primal in the best way. I don't care if Nitro pushes a little too hard sometimes, or if I cry out when both Tank and Wraith drive in at once. I bet my nails are drawing blood from Tank's chest. This wildness, this… it's what I've been looking for. Wanting. Needing, even if I didn't know it. That chance to break away from everything that's boring old me, and to just be wild.

They’re giving it to me, and it’s only because I know I’m safe in their hands that I can really let go. The four of us together is almost like a religious experience.

“Fuck, I'm close,” groans Nitro. My scalp tingles as his fingers twist and his thrusts get faster and faster.

Wraith’s hands tighten on my hips, and Tank's hips are pistoning off the bed as he drives up into me. A hand—probably Tank?—slips between us and brushes my clit. I lunge forward with a groan, taking Nitro deeper than before.

He bites out a curse, and then thick cum spills over my tongue and down my throat. I swallow as fast as I can. You'd think it'd been months since the last time, even though I know for a fact that's not true. But he's just the start of the chain reaction, and his pleasure lights the match to set me off like fireworks.

I explode around my guys, my whole body going tight as a bow. I've never come this hard in my whole life. Head spinning and toes curling, stars float in the darkness in front of my eyes. I scream as I come, the sound loud in my ears and scratching my throat.

“Fuck,” groans Tank and Wraith at the same time, and they swell impossibly big as they come with me. Stretched tight around both of them, it's like I can feel every vein, every contour of their amazing cocks as they finish together. For a long moment, time stands still, and then we collapse together, me against Tank's chest and Wraith against my back, all of us breathing like we just finished a marathon.

“Oh my God,” I whisper, my pulse thundering in my head.

Wraith pulls out slowly and carefully before Tank gently rolls me off him. Being empty so suddenly is like walking outside and getting hit by a strong winter wind that goes straight through your clothes. I shiver and someone big and naked wraps around me from behind, enveloping me in a hug that keeps my naked body cozy and warm.

“Close your eyes,” Tank says, giving me a moment to do so before he pulls off the blindfold.

I didn't realize how dark it was under there until the light hits my eyelids. I ease my eyes open slowly, adjusting to the change.

The first things I see are Nitro's deep green eyes. “Fuck, baby, that was hot. You okay?”

I snuggle into Tank. “Yeah. But wow, that was intense. If the bad guys show up, you'll have to carry me.”

Wraith emerges from a bathroom after shutting off the sink. “Good, that means we’re doing our job.”

Tank and Nitro chuckle, like there’s a joke there I’m missing.

I can’t bring myself to ask. As I relax, I look around to see where we are. The windows are tall and narrow, and covered by blinds. A lot of small details make it feel fancy. We're recovering on a massive four post bed. Fancy paintings hang on the walls, and there’s a crystal light fixture above us. I guess if we're going to hide out somewhere, it's a bonus that it's nice.


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