Page 115 of Striker

“Are you?” Viper brushes a fiery curl back. She turns her head to the side to look at him over her shoulder. He grips theback of her neck, then slides his finger down her spine. A shiver ripples down my back, remembering how he touched me like that just a day ago. “Lift your pretty dress and let me feel under those pink panties. Let me feel how wet you are for us.”

Even as her jaw clenches, she grips her dress and pulls up. I smile at Reaper when he looks my way.

Maybe fucking them in the club wasn’t so much about fucking with Rune as it was about making sure our girls remembered all the ways they already gave themselves to us.

Viper slides his hand around her stomach and down into the front of her panties. She arches back into him as he drives into her.

“God, I fucking love those,” Breaker says, eating up the sight of Viper’s large hand moving underneath the thin material. “They’re so thin, you can see how wet she is from that spanking.”

Delilah quirks a brow, eyes trained on Viper’s hand. “Spanking?” She squirms in Reaper’s lap. I bet her pussy is just as drenched.

Cora’s response gets distorted with a gasp as Viper drives into her again, burying his masked face in her red waves, his chest expanding on an inhale. My heart stutters when his eyes dart up and meet mine. The way he’s savoring her scent reminds me of how he breathed me in before I shoved my cock into his mouth. His blue-green eyes move down to my crotch, darkening, like he is remembering the taste of me.It makes my cock so hard; I have to shift to keep it from pressing brutally into my zipper. Breaker must notice because I feel his gaze and clench my jaw, avoiding eye contact.

Cora groans, lashes fluttering. Viper breathes her in again, fingers still thrusting wetly into her heat. Delilah removes Reaper’s hand from her neck and leans forward, cupping Cora’s flushed cheeks, swallowing our Little Flower’s delicate groan with a sloppy kiss, then sucking her tongue into her mouth.

“Oh shit,” Viper hisses.

I wonder if he’s jerked off to the memory of them as much as I have.

Reaper gathers Delilah’s hair so he can see and says, “That’s my good girls. You’ve tempted us for so long. Let us see how sweetly you kiss.”

Both women melt at his words, breathing becoming heavy, kiss growing heated. Cora whimpers, one hand gripping Viper’s wrist, the other squeezing Delilah’s thigh like she’s using her to keep grounded.

They break their kiss, chests heaving, eyes sparking with desire. Delilah’s gaze meets mine and I can see the shift. Even when I moved inside her last night, she was guarded. Now all her walls are down, knowing we’ll do anything within our power to keep our girls from being hurt.

“Our girls like performing for us,” Reaper says, motioning for Breaker to step closer as he pulls Princess back. “Show us how much you’ve craved us.”

Over her head, my eyes meet Reaper’s and he lifts a finger from the back of the couch, signaling me to come over.

I push off the door and step forward, my heart thundering. Breaker’s heated gaze turns to me when I stop next to him, his pale eyes smoldering with anticipation, something flaring behind them when they land on my unmasked face. A metallic clink echoes in the nearly silent room as he undoes his belt buckle. I watch his long fingers gracefully slide the belt open, and he’s so hard already that when he pops the button of his pants, he has to tug them away just to pull the zipper down. The grating sound of the metal teeth opening sends a surge of desire straight to my cock.

This wild, lustful sensation snaking through me as I watch his movements is new. I’ve never been quite so affected by his nearness before. The sensual way he moves. It feels like I can’tget enough air in my lungs. Even though my breathing is heavy, it’s shallow, my pulse thumping so quickly, so loudly, it’s not letting me take in a full breath.

Cora’s little whimper when his long, hard cock springs free, cuts through the room.

She certainly didn’t forget what he was like.

“Just the sight of your cock got her pussy fluttering,” Viper says, his voice laced with satisfaction.

She exhales sharply. “I bet the sight of his perfect dick got yours hard, didn’t it?”

Viper’s eyes fly up to me, then over to Breaker. “The need to tame you makes my cock hard, little Vixen.”

“What a shame,” she breathes. “I was hoping to share Breaker’s dick with you again.”

Reaper leans back again, and his eyes move from me to Viper. “Viper, help our pretty girl.”

Immediately Viper reaches for Breaker’s dick with his free hand. The second it fists around him, Breaker groans, hips jerking into Viper’s grasp.

“That’s so insanely hot,” Cora whispers.

“Tongue out,” Breaker says. She obeys, pink tongue offered up, green eyes locked on his mask. Breaker wraps his hand around Viper’s and guides his dick to her parted lips. She swirls her tongue around the head and my cock jerks, like it was her mouth on me. Breaker throws his head back, releasing a groan. “Oh, fuck.”

“That’s it, Baby Girl,” Reaper says, his voice husky. “All the way until he hits your throat.”

She makes a sound, like a little purr of excitement, and Breaker drops his head to his chest and jerks forward, gripping the back of her neck to keep her still. She chokes, and he releases her, but she sucks him in again with wet, sloppy sounds.

Delilah leans forward and tucks several red curls behind Cora’s ear. “You’re so beautiful,” she whispers, sending a surge of desire straight to my dick. “You suck his cock so good, just like you did my pussy.”

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