Page 27 of Deviant Bastards

“Little Brawler, you made me fall for you the second you broke my nose. Shit, no woman has ever almost laid me on my arse like that before. I want you to be mine,” Barker says as he moves closer to Harley.

Dayton is next and says, “Spitfire, from the second I laid my eyes on you in that club, I knew you were the girl for me. I’m not the best with words, but I want you to be mine, to explore what’s been sparking between us.” Before she can respond, Gryffin takes her hand, causing her to look at him.

“Pixie, I was so scared that you were going to ruin us, and so I triedveryfucking hard to resist my feelings for you. But the more that you fought for what you felt was right, the more I realised that it was a useless thing to do. I want to spend the rest of my life making it up to you for being a huge dickhead when we first met.”

A look of longing takes over her face as she faces me again. “Brat, I’ve loved you since I was twelve years old. I knew that one day you would be mine. I watched you from the shadows every fucking chance I got, just to make sure that you were safe and loved. I fell in love with a bright, spunky, intelligent girl who grew up to be an even more incredible, caring, and stunning woman. Now that I have you here, I couldn’t let you go, even if I wanted to.”

She sits there with a terrified look on her face, and I take a stab in the dark about what could be causing that fear. “We don’t want you to choose just one of us, Brat. We all want to be with you if you’ll have all of us,” I state firmly. She looks down at the table where she is wringing her hands as if she is worried about what she needs to say next. “Okay, but... Ineedto know how you guys feel about Ellie because where I go, so does she,” she whispers.

I grip her chin, forcing her head up. When she looks into my eyes, I say, “We will figure out a way to make it work. We don’t give a fuck that you have a kid.”

Harley gasps as tears well in her eyes, and it hits me what I just said and the way she understood my words.

“No, no. Brat, what I meant is that we all understand that we would be getting a two-for-one deal. And even though she wasn't necessarily planned for, doesn't mean that we aren't happy about this little surprise.” I try to explain without making it worse.

“Hell, I personally can’t wait to meet the mini Brawler,” Barker chuckles as Dayton and Gryffin grin.

“She’s a handful, but I can’t be without her any longer,” she says as tears finally fall over the edges of her eyes.

“We’ll make a plan and figure it out, Spitfire,” Dayton says.

“What do you say, Harley, will you stay with us, even after the danger recedes?” Barker asks cautiously.

“I have a question before I give you an answer,” she says as she stands and puts her plate away. We all sit and wait for her to ask her question. “If I stay, what would I be here as?” she asks as she walks back towards the table.

Barker gets up out of his seat and approaches her, putting a hand on her face. He leans down and gently kisses her lips. Her body melts into his, and I can’t help the smile that spreads across my face as hope blooms in my chest. “You would be ours, only ours, and if any other man touches you, they will die,” he says, his voice low and deadly as I and the others all nod in agreement.

“You would be a queen amongst kings. You were raised in this world like the rest of us have, so you should rule alongside us.” I interject, so she knows we won’t stash her away and lock her up like her father did. She needs to understand that she is the most important piece in this game of chess.

“It’s no secret that we all want you, but the question is, do you want us?” Barker asks, pulling her attention away from me as he removes any space between them, their bodies flush against each other while we all watch as a blush creeps up her face, waiting to see what she says or does.

“Yes, I’ll stay.”

ChapterEighteen

HARLEY

“Yes, I’ll stay,” I tell him honestly because there’s no point in lying to them. My feelings for them have changed, and rapidly, so here we are. They want me to stay with them, but could I really do it? I’m not so sure that my father will allow it, but knowing that these men will do whatever it takes to keep me and my daughter safe helps solidify my decision.

“Do you still need time to process?” Barker asks as he presses his body closer to mine. I can feel his dick growing harder against my stomach. I stare into his caring and hungry eyes as I shake my head in answer.

A Cheshire cat smile splits his face in half as his fingers trail over my jeans and pops the button open. He slides his fingers into the waistband of my panties, right here in front of everyone, making my breathing hitch. He lightly grazes my clit and begins stroking me over my damn underwear. “Fuck!” I hiss out as he pushes my underwear aside, inserting two fingers into my pussy.

“Jesus, boys, she’s soaked,” he taunts as he pulls his fingers free, making me whimper at the loss of contact. “I think we need to take this upstairs,” Barker says as he hoists me over his shoulder, making me giggle. The guys all smile at me as Barker strolls past them. He swats me on the arse and twists slightly to look at the guys. “You fuckers just gonna sit there?”

Chairs scraping against the tiled floor tells me that; nope, they do not intend to just sit there. I have to rub my thighs together to try and relieve some of the ache that’s currently building inside of me.

Barker carries me up the stairs and kicks open the door to his room. I can’t see much from this angle, but I do have a great view of his arse in his jeans. He tosses me onto the bed, and I bounce slightly. Barker takes a moment to look me over from top to bottom, spread out on his bed. The look on my face must mirror the way his eyes have grown hooded and filled with lust.

“You want something, Little Brawler?” he asks, his voice low. I look straight into his eyes, shaking my head as I say, “No, Ineedyou. All of you,” I say, my words breathy with how much I need them. He looks over his shoulder and jerks his head at the rest of the guys.

“It appears our girl has had some fantasies about having us... all at the same time,” he almost growls. He’s not wrong. After Gryffin’s nap, I showered, and while getting dressed, I deliberately picked out a black lace bra and panty set. I had been hoping that I could convince Barker and Dayton to fuck me at the same time, but this... having all four men at once turns me on even more. Barker grasps my leg and pulls me down the bed so that I’m closer to him. He hooks his fingers into the open waistband of my jeans, and in one, swift, fluid movement, he peels them, along with my panties, off my legs. He pauses with a longing expression on his face, and I pout at him, causing him to chuckle.

“Don’t look at him like that, Brat, or you’ll end up getting punished,” Ric says, his voice laced with power. A shiver runs down my body and straight to my core.

“I think she likes that idea, Boss. Look at her, she’s dripping and desperate for our dicks.” I shoot Barker a glare, but he just smirks as he lowers himself to his knees.

“Now, Little Brawler, you need to be a good little girl and cum for me at least twice. If you do, we will fuck you six ways from Sunday. But if you don’t... well, you won’t like being left feeling needy with no way to relieve the tension,” Barker explains as he lowers his mouth to my pussy.

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