But I saw something gleam in them as he flicked his eyes over to me.
Angel only flounced over, flipping her long perfect hair over her shoulder.
“Sunni is available as of right now. So if you want a fucking blowjob, get your ass over here.”
“You promised,” I whispered. “You promised I was yours only.”
“You don’t have to do this, Sunni,” Raker said coldly. He took a few quick steps over to the front door and opened it, letting the afternoon sun stream in. “You can leave if you like. It doesn’tmatter to me either way. But if you want to stay at the club, you will get down on your knees for Apostle.”
My palms prickled with cold heat, and my eyes desperately scanned Raker’s face for any hint of mercy.
There was none.
The choice was mine.
Leave or stay
Leave meant leaving Raker forever.
My brain felt so jumbled, like I couldn’t process or think straight.
This was what I had come to Saints MC for, what I had signed up to do.
I didn’t have to do it. I could turn away now and leave. No one would stop me. Raker would let me leave. He wouldn’t even let Apostle come after me.
But then what?
I nodded my consent.
“On your knees then,” Apostle said, his voice triumphant.
I fell down obediently. He was so eager he didn’t even wait for me to get settled, unbuckling his belt with a sharp clink of metal that sounded unnaturally loud to me.
“Open up, girl,” he said. “Let me have some of that sweet whorish mouth.”
My heart suddenly flickered with hope that Raker would stop this, but instead he unbuckled his own pants and brought out his cock. It was hard and stiff, and Angel bent forward eagerly, gripping a chair and pulling her skirt up to expose her perfect round ass as she spread wide for him.
Before my eyes, he ripped a condom out and rolled it impatiently down his big length as she wiggled eagerly in front of him, turning back to meet my eyes with a look of triumph. Then he spanked her ass (just like he always spanked mine) andshoved his cock in her pussy, as she eagerly devoured each thick inch.
I was not so eager, but I opened my mouth for Apostle. He tasted sour, or maybe that was just the bile rising in my throat at Raker’s betrayal.
He promised me
He promised I was here for him only
Apostle’s cock was short and wide, feeling unfamiliar and disgusting in my mouth.
I could still stop this, right now.
I could still leave.
Raker’s voice scraped down my spine, all the words he was saying to Angel, low and growly and dominating. Sexy as fuck.
I turned my head and immediately wished I hadn’t.
Raker had a grip in Angel’s long thick blonde hair, and he was taking her from behind.
Each thrust juddered into her.