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She panted at the image.

“Will it hurt?” she asked.

“It’ll burn, but in such a good way,” he told her. “All you have to do is relax and trust us.”

Ares dropped to his knees to throw her leg over his shoulder. Giving him access as he ran his tongue over her sensitive pussy. Pushing inside and hitting a spot that had her eyes rolling back into her head. Driving her out of her mind.

Behind her, Hunter pushed his thumb into her back hole. She tensed but Hunter gently nipped her earlobe just as Ares sucked her clit into his mouth, both sensations managing to distract her. Before she even realized what was happening, her body exploded into a thousand pieces, shattering her strength. Stars bloomed behind her eyes and she dimly felt the men lift her up. Ares settled on the bed, his legs spread, and Hunter helped her sit on his lap, straddling him. She opened her eyes and locked gazes with him as he lifted her hips and brought her down onto his cock.

He began to slowly move her hips, showing her how to ride him. A rustling came from behind and a moment later, a finger pushed past the tight ring in her ass. When she got used to that, another finger plunged into her. Some distant part of her mind knew Hunter was preparing her, opening her up for his penetration, and Adira wasn’t sure if she liked the feeling.

“Oh!” she groaned. “It burns!”

“Relax, baby girl,” Hunter urged. “I have to stretch you because I don’t want to hurt you. Yes, that’s right, relax. Trust me.”

Sandwiched between both men, Ares claimed her lips, sending a shiver of excitement rippling through her as she rode him. Hunter pushed her down then gripped her hips as he slowly teased her back hole with the tip of his cock. Ares reached between them to rub her clit as Hunter worked his way into her tight ass.

The burning returned and Adira held her breath, not sure if she was enjoying it. But just as she thought she wanted to stop, Ares pulled back a little to give Hunter more room. He sank all the way, and Adira gasped, unable to believe the feeling of being totally consumed. She had thought being filled with just Ares was amazing, but this was beyond words. Beyond anything she had imagined.

Hunter’s breath tickled the back of her neck as he held her hips still.

“Oh, sweetheart,” Ares moaned. “You look so fucking magnificent resting between us.”

“She’s gripping my cock like a vise,” Hunter panted.

“Please, do something,” Adira begged. “Move! Something! Please!”

They moved as one, so in tune with each other. When one went in the other went out, in a beautiful choreography. Sweat rolled off their bodies, breaths mingled together. No words were spoken and they didn’t need them. They spiraled together. In and out, in and out, Adira wound tighter and tighter. Suddenly the spring recoiled, flinging her off a precipice. Stars lit up behind her eyelids as she cried out in abandonment.

“Not gonna last,” Hunter muttered from behind her. “Oh, fuck!”

His cum pumped into her ass as he found his release. A moment later, Ares’s cock pulsated as he spilled inside her

“Adira,” Ares murmured and she opened her eyes to see him staring at her in wonderment. “You’re perfect.”

She collapsed onto Ares’s chest. Felt his arms come around her spent body. Hunter pulled out of her and rose, and a moment later he returned with a wet washcloth to clean her up. Once they were all wiped, the three of them lay together, sated, and surrendered to the oblivion that beckoned.

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From that moment on, the dynamic changed. She arrived at the clubhouse on Friday and stayed the two nights, keeping a small duffle bag in her car that carried her clothes and toiletries. Each Sunday, she’d go to work and then went home to Livia’s house.

The weeks slipped by and her life fell into a routine that she adored. She liked working at the strip club. She liked being around the Death Riders. She liked getting high with Hunter and Ares. She might have been raised to be a good little girl, but now she understood herself better. Her likes and dislikes. For the first time, she felt comfortable in her skin.

No longer the sheltered little fool she had been.

Chapter Twenty

“God damn it,” Hunter muttered as he hung up the call and tossed his cell onto the desk.

“Another call out?” Ares asked.

He nodded. “Floor manager. This is getting ridiculous.”

Just then, both their cell phones beeped with an incoming message. Ares glanced at his as Hunter grabbed his from where he’d just dropped it.

“Brim wants us to check on Ronin. Hasn’t heard from him.”

“What?” Hunter checked his own text message. “He’s on assignment, isn’t he?”

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