Page 56 of Biker Daddies

“That’s right. Give it to us, sweetness. Come for me. Come for us.”

Bane presses a hand against the base of her neck and they lock eyes. Something passes between them. I don’t know if it’s the intensity in his eyes but she tosses her head back, slapping a hand on his chest, and digs her nails into the skin as her orgasm hits her like a tidal wave.

The sound of slick come from her orgasm sounds as Colt’s fingers glide in and out. His mouth parts and his brows pinch together as if he can’t believe what he’s seeing.

“Oh, good girl. You’re soaking my hand. Fuck.” He presses his forehead against her back, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself before slipping his fingers out, then sucking them into his mouth. His palm shines from her honey and I know just how sweet it is.

Bane dips his fingers down, slipping them through her petals, and her body trembles. “I want a taste. It’s only fair.” He sucks his fingers into his mouth next and groans, then licks his fingers one by one as if he has just had the best meal of his life. “Fuck, Princess. You taste good.”

“Who do you want first?” Colt drifts his hands up her body and she collapses into my chest. “There isn’t a wrong answer because we will all have you.”

A shiver rolls over her body and goosebumps travel across her skin.

She bites her lip. “Bane,” she answers, staring him right in the eyes.

“You sure?” he asks, sounding a bit confused. “I have a lot of metal. I don’t know if I’m the best choice for the first time.”

I can tell he likes the idea of being her first. I’m going to go out on a limb and say the man has never been picked first for anything in his life due to his scars.

“No,” I disagree with him. “You’re the right one.” I wrap my arms around Harlow and gently place her on her back. I grab one knee while Colt grabs the other, spreading her open for him. “Doesn’t she look so good, Bane? Don’t you want to be the first to ever be inside something so fucking pure and good?” I figure I need to push him a little or he’ll somehow convince himself he isn’t good enough.

It’s what he does.

His hand drops to her ankle, the calloused fingers that tell a story of a rough life drift up her leg. He swallows, seeming very vulnerable in that moment. I know he hasn’t done this with me and Colt, but it’s always been a given that we’d all share one woman. I can’t help but wonder if he hasn’t had a lot of experience having sex.

Bane swallows and I can see the wheels turning in his head. Harlow sits up and touches his stomach, the feral expression possessing his face again. He watches her with hawk-like eyes, seeing what she’ll do. She kisses his stomach and his abs clench. She doesn’t say anything. She doesn’t need to. Her intentions are clear.

She slides her hand down his leg, thick and tattooed which has her palm seeming so small and delicate in comparison. I lean back against the headboard, fisting my cock once more, to watch the show. Colt does the same.

Bane cups the back of her neck and brings her up for a kiss. A peek of his tongue ring flashes while they kiss. Her hand strokes his pierced cock and he grunts, his chest expanding with every deep breath that he takes.

He lays her down between us and settles between her legs. His touches become harder, rougher, the kiss fast and needy.

“Are you on birth control?” Colt whispers in her ear.

She licks her lips and shakes her head.

Bane smirks. “Good.” He reaches down and guides his cock into her entrance, then sucks her bottom lip into his mouth. “I’m going to fuck you raw. Bare. I want to see this pussy cry with our come, Princess.” He lifts his eyes from where they connect and he curls over her, arms bracing on either side of her head. “Breathe, Princess. I’ll take care of you,” he says, and she releases a breath, nodding.

Colt and I turn on our sides, our fingers stroking up and down her arms, over her tits, calming her, and I know it helps even though she’s completely lost in Bane.

She whimpers when he pushes in and he stops, gently pressing their lips together.

“I got you. You’re safe with me,” he says, taking her mouth again. “I won’t let anything happen to you.” Her wraps one hand around her thigh, lifting her leg over his hip while the other holds onto her shoulder as he pushes in further.

Her arms wrap around his massive back, her nails scraping across his skin to leave trail marks, and I can’t wait for it to be me.

Colt leans down and kisses up her arm and I lean in, sucking and nibbling on her throat.

“Fuck, Harlow. You feel so good. You’re so tight,” Bane grunts. “Fucking hell, you guys. Just wait until you feel how perfect she is for us.” He continues to push forward until she gasps on a painful breath. “Just tell me when you’re ready,” he says to her tenderly, showing a sweet side of himself that I didn’t know existed.

It’s because it only exists for her.

“Kiss Colt, Princess. Let your tight pussy relax around my big cock.”

Colt swoops in, petting her face with the back of his knuckles before kissing her.

“Now kiss Alto,” he directs.

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