Page 76 of Single Mom for the Bikers

I stay really still, trying to relax. Sledge and Phoenix must understand, because they pause so I only have one thing to concentrate on.

“I'm gonna go slow. Just relax as much as you can.”

I nod.

He presses, and it’s a tight fit, even with all the lube. For a moment, I'm not sure if this is going to work, but then he's in. Just the tip, but he's in. He squirts more lube on us and starts a slow, short rocking motion. Each push works him a little bit deeper, and it's not long before I'm moaning, as he slowly starts to really move.

Oh my God, I get embarrassed just thinking about what he’s doing, but it feels… good. Naughty. Hot. And I find myself pushing back as I adjust to his thickness, inviting more and more of him inside me.

Sledge takes that as his hint that I'm doing just fine, and starts to move, too. The wild sensations of one in front and one in back, both of them moving in their own rhythm is like skipping two rocks in the water if you could feel how the ripples move and cross over each other. Sometimes their movements are completely separate, and other times, they're in perfect sync, driving into me at the same time and pushing the breath right out of me.

I dig my fingernails into Sledge's chest and ride the waves of pleasure as they wash over me. I've almost forgotten that I've got Phoenix in my mouth still, but then he starts moving too, and I'm being taken from all ends, my body providing pleasure for all three at once, just as all three steer me closer and closer to the edge.

I moan, clench, and shiver as they take me. Everything triggers a chain of reactions, transferring our sensations to each other. We’re all a part of a greater whole, with me as the lucky midpoint. But it can’t last forever.

I can't hold back any longer.

It erupts in my core, molten lava surging through my veins. Through all of me. An orgasm like I've never felt before. Raw, unfiltered, uninhibited, magical… I don't have the words for it. But I quiver around them as all of my nerve endings fire at once, sending sparks of electricity arcing across my skin, raising goose bumps all over and causing me to moan with every breath. And it explodes, everywhere, all at once. I think I scream, but I'm so lost in my orgasm that I don't even know.

They drive me through it, and then follow right behind. Sledge shoves deep and groans, swelling in my pussy and I know he's filling me up, making a mess of me. And then Phoenix comes, and I taste him, swallowing all I can, even though some if it spills onto my chin. I'm still coming when Havoc finishes, pressing himself deep and filling my back just like Sledge did my front. Another set of orgasmic shudders shoot through me, like there was just a little bit left waiting for him. He moans, sounding so satisfied, then pulls out. I roll off Sledge and flop onto my back next to him. I'm feeling both amazingly satisfied and weirdly empty.

“I hope,” I say tiredly, “that you guys never stop surprising me like that. Oh my God, it's like every time is a brand new wild ride. Now I'm going to sleep here while you guys finish up.”

They laugh. Phoenix lies down on the other side of me and runs his fingertip in lazy figure eights across my breasts. “We'll do our best. But you gotta at least try out all the combinations before we move on.”

“Yeah. Sure. Just, you know, not right now. Do we really have to finish up here today?” I just want to nap.

“We do if we wanna sell this place and get another one. Just imagine, somewhere we can all sleep together.” Sledge caresses my thigh. “Where we can start our future together for real.”

“Mmm… yeah, I don't hate the idea of that. One huge bed.”

“Right, so on your feet!” Sledge stands up.

“Fuck you, I'm taking a nap,” Phoenix counters. I curl up with him. He’s got the right idea.

And as I doze, I realize that I'm finally happy. I have friends, I have lovers, I have men who take care of me and who love and care for my daughter like she's their own. I don't have to do everything myself anymore. And every day is something to look forward to.

And I've got Havoc, Phoenix and Sledge to thank for that.

42

HELLFIRE

Me,Ghost and Savage stand in the old gym, surveying what’s left of the rebel Outlaw Sons. The ones that survived the attack at least. We suffered losses on both sides, but thanks to the help from the Screaming Eagles, it was mostly on their end. They’re on their hands and knees, tied at the wrists and ankles. Behind each of them is a man who was injured or lost a brother in the coup attempt.

“I never wanted this,” I say softly, so only the closest can hear.

Savage nods. “They left us no choice.”

“Fine.” I step forward and rip the blindfold off Badger. He looks older and weaker with his arms bound behind his back and his face covered in bruises and dried blood.

With the help of Razor, an ex-Viper who Eagle-eye sent in to spy on Badger after he started pulling as many warm bodies as he could towards the end, we’ve identified everyone we know was in the Pit Vipers or loyal to Badger. A few I’m not sure about, and their souls will be on my conscience, but they won’t weigh as heavily as losing more good men because I guessed wrong.

Badger bares his teeth at me. They too are pink with blood. “You’re too fucking weak to lead.”

“Am I?”

“I’m still talking, aren’t I?”

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