Page 127 of Vegas Daddies

Russians.One of them must’ve retrieved the data and sent it in.

“Don’t worry about it, Alice,” Levi says. “Good luck with the pregnancy.”

The officers tug again, propelling him forward.

Guests crowd the room, strippers too.

Tears obscure my vision.

“It’ll be okay, sweetheart.” Lifesaver’s arm curls around me.

“Yeah.” Brander’s voice somehow undoes a knot in my shoulder. “Time to go home.”

One good thinghas come out of Levi’s arrest—my boys.

All three of them still live.

I jump off Lifesaver’s Harley and shake out my hair. Shades of red and orange streak across the sky, morning fast approaching. A wink of light rises in a distant valley, silhouetting the surrounding mountains as dawn breaks. I shield my eyes. Look out into the desert.

A hand snakes around my waist, warm skin meeting mine as the coverup blows up in the wind. Match tied this silk nightgownthing around me as we exited the club. He told me not to undo it, but now his hands loosen the knotted belt from around my waist, exposing even more bare skin until the garment drops to the ground.

“He’s a good guy,” Brander says. “Levi.”

“Those are four words I never thought you’d say,” chuckles Lifesaver. “But it’s true.”

I snort, still facing the desert. “You’re only saying that because he’s behind bars for the rest of his life.”

“Yeah.” Match sniffs a laugh. “True. The guy’s still in love with you, but he can’t do shit about it from a prison cell.Us,on the other hand…” His comforting hands loop around my waist, one traveling north to meet the swell of my breast. “There’s a lot of things we wanna do to you to show you how much we love you.”

The word stops me in my tracks.

This is the first time Match is admitting his love.

Feeling a heat burn between my legs, I stick out my lips and turn away from the desert to face them. “Is that so? Like what?”

Snap!Brander breaks the two pieces of string that hold together the red bra. It falls to the sand, and the wind reaches my nipples. It’s a sensation I’ve never felt before—outdoor air on my exposed breasts.

God, it feels so good.

Wetness leaks out of my pussy.

I moan when Match grabs my breast. Hard.

“Shall we go inside, darling?” Brander sticks his hand into his pocket, keys jingling.

I narrow my eyes. Return my gaze to the desert. It’s so early in the morning that people are probably still sleeping. Nobody drives down this road, even during the day—it leads nowhere but more desert.

The thought of letting all three of them fuck me right here in the great open burns my pussy.

Reaching down between my legs, I remove the fabric and let the wind carry it wherever it pleases.

“Sweetness—”

“Fuck me. Out here. All three of you at the same time. Please.” I wander over to the nearest Harley and bend over, exposing both holes to the three loves of my life behind me.

I glance at the rearview mirror and see them all staring between my legs. God, they’re so painfully beautiful. I love their eyes even when they’re not looking at me, so having all six of them stare at my most intimate area makes my pulse throb. It beats thick in my throat, reverberating around my body. A gust of wind blows across the desert, and the open air on my pussy sends another tingling sensation down my spine.

“All three?” Lifesaver steps forward and strokes a finger up my pussy. “Gods, sweetheart, you’re so fucking wet.”

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