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That’s about to change, and my heart hammers at the thought.

Trap climbs onto the table behind me, and I recline against him as his arms reach around me to play with my nipples. His throbbing cock rests against my lower back, and I gasp at the feeling of it. Dart climbs up in front of me and licks through my folds, groaning as he slides up my body. He straddles mine and Trap’s legs, pushing himself inside my aching core. At the same time, Trap bites down on my neck, and tugs even harder on my nipples. The pain mixed with pleasure is unlike anything I’ve felt before and I can’t form a coherent thought.

“Oh my God,” I breathe out.

Grizzly is the last to get on the table, and he hovers over me as I lay my head back on Trap’s shoulder. He nudges my mouth open with the tip of his leaking cock and I take him in my mouth. Dart’s cock fills me so well, and the pleasure is almost too much to handle. His grunts and groans combine with Grizzly’s low moans and Trap’s sweet whispers in my ear—the mix of sensations sends me into overdrive and I feel another climax coming quickly.

“Feels so good,” I choke out as I pull off of Grizzly’s dick, stroking him with my hand for a moment. I slide him back into my mouth and he fists his hand in my hair.

“Fuck, sweetheart, you feel so good,” Dart whispers as he slams into me with a final groan, cock throbbing as he releases inside me. The feeling of being filled with his cum sends a thrill through my body, and I convulse around him in my own climax.

When Dart slides out of me, I whimper at the sudden feeling of emptiness, but then Trap whispers, “My turn, baby,” and I know my night is just beginning.

The men make quick work of positioning me on my knees so Trap can slam into me from behind while Grizzly continues to fuck into my mouth. Soon I’m groaning around Grizzly’s cock as my pleasure mounts again.

Dart whispers words of encouragement from beside me. “Look at you, our good girl, taking our cocks so well. You’re so perfect, sweetheart.”

When he smooths his hand under my body to tug at my nipples, I clench around Trap’s cock, and that’s all it takes for Trap’s rhythm to stutter as he falls over the edge. His hands grip my hips tightly as he comes inside me, and I wonder if I’ll have bruises where his fingers press into my skin. I hope I will.

Grizzly pulls out of my mouth and eagerly positions me at the edge of the table again for his turn. He stands on the ground and slips his cock into my pussy, dripping wet with my arousal as well as cum from both Trap and Dart.

Already brought so close to the edge by my mouth, I can tell Grizzly is almost there, and I know I won’t be far after him. Trap and Dart cover me in kisses and caresses, their tongues taking turns dipping into my mouth and then swirling around each breast. It isn’t long before Grizzly is roaring his climax and filling me with even more cum while I clench around him, shaking with my own pleasure. I’m left a quivering mess as Trap and Dart remove themselves from my body and Grizzly grabs a clean bar towel to clean me with.

My body is still spasming, and it’s nothing like anything I’ve ever felt before. A smile spreads across my face and I feel happier than I’ve been in a long time. I don’t want this to end. Ever.

20

DART

Ican’t stop thinking about Meredith. The night of the patching was the most incredible night I’ve ever spent with someone, even if I had to share her. I can’t get the feel of her body out of my mind, even though I try very hard to think of something else.

I have to get a grip and start thinking about club matters, because I have a job to do. There’s been talk of more girls going missing, but I haven’t heard anything from my informant in a few days, so I’m not sure if there’s any truth to the rumors.

“Hey, Dart, I think your informant is hanging outside in the garage bay. He’s asking for you anyway,” Colt says as he walks to the bar.

I make my way out to the garage to see him standing in the driveway looking at all of the bikes parked there. When he sees me, he starts to shift his weight from foot to foot nervously. I can tell he’s got something to say, but I’m not sure I want to hear it with the way he’s acting.

“What are you doing here?” I say as I approach him. “If someone sees you here, your cover will be blown.”

“Yeah, I know that, but I’ve got some information that I think you’re going to want to hear,” he tells me in a low tone.

“Okay, so tell me what’s so important that you had to risk being seen to tell me. You could have just called me on the phone,” I tell him sternly.

“The word on the street is the Bratva have taken a couple more girls. One of them was really close to the campus. She was abducted just a couple blocks from the dorm that Meredith and Addy stay in. You would want to know because Meredith is Harlow’s friend,” he says as his eyes dart around to make sure no one is watching us.

“Thank you for giving me that information, but it wasn’t worth risking a trip when you could have just texted me or called me. If we meet, I need to be the one to set it up, so your cover doesn’t get blown,” I tell him as I pat his back.

“Yeah, I’ll do that next time. I stopped by this time because I was already in the neighborhood when I heard the information, so I thought I’d just tell you in person. I’ll get out of here before someone can see me here,” he says as he starts to walk down the driveway.

I watch him walk away until he disappears around the corner, and then I head back into the clubhouse. I know I have to tell Grizzly about this, but I also know he isn’t going to like it. I don’t like it, and I know Trap isn’t going to like it either. My heart thuds in my chest as I think about something happening to Meredith or Addy at the hands of the Bratva.

I walk back into the clubhouse and head for the bar where I last saw Trap. I find him still sitting on the barstool he occupied earlier, and I slide onto the stool beside him.

“Hey, have you seen Grizzly? The three of us need to have a little talk,” I tell him softly so no one else can hear.

“I haven’t seen him lately. He’s probably upstairs with Harlow and the twins,” Trap says as he looks into his glass of beer.

“Isn’t it a little early to be drinking already? Are you okay, buddy?” I ask him.

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