Page 25 of Room One Hundred and Four: Shock and Awe

She glances around quickly, but I pulled off to the side of the outlook and no one has driven by. I wouldn’t want anyone to see her all needy as she bounces on my cock anyway.

I nod and free my cock before wrapping my palm around my shaft and stroking slowly. I’m rock fucking hard and the need for my woman is causing pre-cum to bead on the crown. It’s been two days too fucking long.

Navy watches me with hunger in her eyes before quickly kicking off one shoe and then pushing her jeans down enough to free one of her legs. The squeal she lets out as I pick her up to straddle me again is pure fucking joy.

My fingers dive between her thighs and pulls her panties to the side. When I slide a finger along her slit, she’s soaking wet for me.

“Drenched,” I grunt, and she blushes. Without all the stage makeup she had on the other night, I can see her cheeks turning a delicious shade of pink.

I growl out my own need and arousal as I adjust us just enough to impale her on my cock. Her ass was fucking perfection the other night, but her pussy has my eyes rolling back in my head.

We move together, our hips rolling as we find a rhythm that has the rest of the world melting away. Even if someone drove by right now, neither of us would care.

I pump my hips up as I help to slam her downward on my dick with the grip I have on her hips. When we come, it’s together and she slumps over my body, our loud panting the only sound between us.

“I’m glad you got your head out of your ass,” she murmurs against my chest.

I throw my head back and laugh harder than I have in a long fucking time. Our woman, our Siren, smiles up at me and I know that I have to make this work.

No matter what.

CHAPTER 11

RITES

Once Spark got his shit together and walked into the clubhouse last night with a big smile on his face which had everyone doing a double take, I knew I had the greenlight to make my move with our woman. I definitely wasn’t going to wait around. Even a day felt too long.

That’s why I took off this afternoon and showed up at my woman’s door. She didn’t look at all surprised when she swung the door open and greeted me with a big, bright smile. It was exactly what I needed to see; it settled something in my gut which had been in turmoil since the moment she walked out of Club Sin, and I didn’t follow her.

She leaned against her doorframe, a tease in her voice as she greeted me, “Rites.”

“Siren,” I teased her right back and watched as her cheeks pinked with a blush on her make-up free face.

Our woman is always gorgeous but seeing her dressed down in some leggings and an oversized shirt was sexy as hell. My eyes roamed over her body, the curve of her hips a tease that I was more than willing to pant after.

“I heard Spark came and saw you yesterday,” I informed her.

“He did,” she confirmed and gave me a shy smile that melted my fucking heart. “He took me for a ride.” Her eyes widened and she quickly added on, “On his bike.”

“Just on his bike?”

She giggled and shrugged one shoulder, but I knew the truth. It was written all over Spark’s face when he walked into the clubhouse last night. Then there was the way her scent seemed to cling to him. I knew exactly what our Prez had been up to, and I wasn’t even a little bit bothered by it.

“I’m glad he came and talked to you.” My eyes bored into hers and I asked the question that had been burning in my gut for far too long. “Do you know that we want more from you than just the night we spent together at Club Sin, now?”

She bit her lip for a moment as she thought about it before she smiled at me as she nodded slowly. “I’m starting to, at least. It’s not easy to wrap my head around it.” She looked past my shoulder, her eyes going glassy like her mind had drifted far away. “I’ve never had a long-term relationship, not really. Something always stepped in and got in the way.” It felt like there was more to the story, but I didn’t push her because I knew that she’d open up to me, to us, in her own time. “Being with three men is a new concept to me,” she admitted.

I stepped closer to her, needing to feel the heat of her body. “But you’re willing to give it a try?”

Her eyes dilated as she stares into my eyes. Part of me felt weak for needing to hear her say it, but if I couldn’t show weakness to my woman, who can I? I was a little startled when her soft hands cupped my jaw, but I sunk into the feeling quickly.

“I don’t think I have a choice. There’s something about the three of you that I can’t ignore,” her voice lowered to a whisper, “and I don’t want to.”

My arm wrapped around her waist, and I pulled her against my chest. I took her mouth in a brutal kiss, my tongue diving between her lips to taste and tease her the same way memories of her had been teasing me for fucking weeks.

I pulled back only when she moaned into my mouth, and it was difficult as hell to do. What I couldn’t do was step back from her. That would be impossible.

With my forehead pressed against hers I asked, “Will you come and hang out at the clubhouse with me?”

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