Page 29 of Claimed By the Biker Brothers

“What do you mean?”

“No touching until you’re naked.”

I like this game. They have a way of bringing out my naughty side so fast that I completely forget myself when I’m with them. “It seems as though I have no choice but to comply,” I quip as I take my sweater off.

“Go slow,” Jagger says. “There’s no rush.”

His voice sends shockwaves through my whole body, my fingers trembling as I slowly take off the rest of my clothes. Under their gaze, I peel the layers away, letting go of the real world in the process

“Get on your knees,” Knox commands me.

“Already?” I reply.

He playfully smacks my bare ass, and I whimper, liquid heat trickling down my inner thighs. “I gave you an order.”

“Yes, sir,” I say. He pulls me into a vicious, ravenous kiss, his tongue wrestling mine as I groan against his hard body. “Mmm… You taste delicious.”

“Then have some more of me,” he says. “On your knees.”

“Yes, sir,” I say it again and do as I’m told.

This self-abandonment is precisely what I need, and they know it. Knox, Jagger, and Diesel move close, presenting themselves to me. I take my sweet time admiring each man in minute detail. Observing every muscle twitch. Memorizing every inch of tattooed skin. Every battle scar. Remembering, over and over, what it is about them that makes my engines roar all the time.

With a firm grip, I take Knox and Diesel in my hands, while Jagger slides down my throat.

“Your lips were made for this, baby,” Jagger whispers, closing his eyes for a moment.

I take all of him in, loosening my jaw. I love his taste, I love the tender saltiness of pre-cum on the tip of my tongue as I pull back, then take him in again. He holds my head and goes deep as tears trickle down my heated cheeks.

“You’re a very good girl,” Knox grunts as I stroke him, tighter, harder. I do the same to Diesel, reveling in the feel of veins pulsating along their thick, rock-hard shafts. I fondle their balls for good measure too, their moans pouring into my ears like the sweetest music. “My turn.”

Knox is harder to deep-throat. He’s thicker, sturdier, so I suckle on the head for a while before I let him go all the way in. He caresses my face while I take good care of Jagger and Diesel with my hands.

When it’s Diesel turn, my lips feel slick and tender. My pussy is crying for attention.

“I want to tie you up,” Knox says as he helps me to my feet. The three of them come close, their hot bodies glued to mine as their hands travel everywhere. “Let me tie you up, Robyn. You know you’re safe with us.”

“Oh, Knox.” I moan harshly as their fingers explore me, touching, caressing, scratching, pinching, kneading. My breasts feel tender, my nipples burning as he clips them tightly between his thumb and index fingers while Jagger trails wet kisses down the side of my neck. “Yes, but don’t leave me hanging for too long please.”

“I won’t. I promise.”

“I need you. All of you,” I manage as Diesel’s hand slips around the front and slides down between my legs. “Inside me.”

He stills, his hard cock wedged between my buttocks. “Say that again.”

“I need you. I need the three of you inside me.” I say the words while peering deep into Knox’s blue eyes. I see the darkness coming over them as he produces a length of rope from his jacket pocket on the chair. “Please.”

They’ve only taken turns until now, claiming me one at a time while the others watched. But I need more. I want more. And judging by the looks on their faces, I think I’ve just uttered the magic words. It sends a fire raging through my core as Diesel’s fingers flick my swollen clit, teasing, priming me for everything I’m about to receive.

“You asked us so nicely,” Knox says as he ties my hands behind my back. “We have no choice but to oblige.”

“Not too tight?” Diesel asks, running his fingers over the rope around my wrists.

“It’s perfect,” I say.

“Good. Now, don’t move,” he replies.

He gets down on his knees and dives face first into my slick pussy, his lips and tongue going to town as I cry out in sheer delight. With my hands bound, I’m helpless.

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