Page 16 of Claimed By the Biker Brothers

“I gave you an order,” Diesel commands me. “What do you say when I give you an order, baby?”

“Okay…” His fingers dig into my buttock, causing my core to tighten and my pussy to ache. My breasts bounce softly as I straighten my back. “Yes, sir.”

“Good girl.”

Knox walks over to his desk and returns with a pair of leather cuffs connected by a long, stainless steel chain. “You are safe with us, you know that, right?”

“Yes, sir.” I love the sound of these words.

“Then you will follow our lead,” he says and puts the cuffs on me. So commanding, yet so tender. The cuffs are tight but comfortable, he makes sure of it. I gasp when he yanks the chain upward and connects it to a hook, hanging from the ceiling. I didn’t even notice it until now. “Hold on to the chains, Robyn.”

I nod again, my breath quickening as I follow his lead.

My hands are way up over my head. A cool breeze dances around my naked body as the three men, the three, giant, godlike sculpted former Marines prowl around me like ravenous lions. Their fingers roam freely. Their hands take over, touching, grazing, caressing and exploring me. Every contact turns me on, hotter and hotter with each passing second.

“Do you like this?” Jagger asks.

“Yes, sir… OH, fuck!” I hiss as he grabs my left breast and squeezes it tightly. “Yes, sir… YES!” I cry out as Diesel’s hand comes down and fondles my ass again, then gently slaps it. Just a pat. Just enough to make me lose my mind. “OH, FUCK, yes!” I shudder and damn near come again when Knox slips a hand between my legs and strokes my clit—hard and decisive, instantly turning the engine all the way on. “Fuck… Fuck… Oh, please…”

My eyes lock on Knox’s.

Diesel strokes himself with slow and steady moves. Jagger is so hard; I can feel the vein pulsating along his magnificent shaft as he nestles his cock between my buttocks.

“Tell us what you want, baby,” Knox says.

“You,” I manage, tilting my hips back to open myself more for Jagger. “I want you. I need you inside me. Please.”

“Jagger will take you first,” Knox replies. “He’ll take you hard, Robyn. He likes it rough.”

“Yes, sir—AH!” I scream as Jagger spears me with his full length. Oh, fuck, it feels amazing. I’m stretched wide and filled to the brim as I hang from these cuffs, as Knox grins and continues to tease my clit while Jagger pumps me full of him.

Harder.

Deeper.

Faster.

I cry out, the pressure building in my womb as Jagger’s fingers dig into my hips. As Knox flicks my clit with just enough force to elicit a second orgasm. I come gushing like a fountain while Jagger fucks me like a beast, taking me from behind like there’s no tomorrow. It’s rough, yes, but in a way that makes me crave so much more.

My breasts bounce with every thrust.

I don’t want it to ever end.

I’m slick and tender on the inside, my juices flowing freely. The sound of skin slapping skin intensifies as Diesel pulls me into a kiss, as Knox flicks my clit until I can’t stand to be touched anymore, yet he persists.

“Come again, baby,” Jagger grunts as he goes deeper. I can feel him in my soul. “Come, Robyn. I need you to come.”

“Oh, fuck!” I’m about to scream as a third release comes through, but Diesel muffles it with another kiss. I ride it hard and feel Jagger as he explodes deep inside of me.

“Yes, baby, I feel you,” he growls as his cock twitches, as the heat spreads through my core.

The daze that follows is short because Diesel takes Jagger’s place.

“Come here,” Jagger kisses me softly.

Knox keeps watching me, his gaze burning blue as he strokes himself while Diesel slides into me.

“God, you feel so fucking good,” Diesel snarls as he slaps my ass.

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