Page 76 of Biker Daddies

I’m about to scream when Colt’s hand covers my mouth. Bane laughs, watching me be taken as he casually leans against the headboard, hands behind his head. “I told you. She’s a mouthy little thing. I can’t wait until we can go back home and fill the walls with her moans.”

“Me fucking too,” Alto agrees, kissing down my leg while pulling out until the tip of his cock is lodged in place. He takes a pause, giving me a smug smirk before flexing his hips. I’m impaled on his cock, speared by long, thick inches that I can hardly take.

I grab onto Colt’s arm, digging my nails into his skin as Alto uses me, cursing under his breath.

“That’s it, Alto. She likes that. Keep it up. She’s about to come,” Colt tells him. “She always likes to dig those nails into the skin before she orgasms.”

He’s right. I already feel the orgasm brewing, the low burning turning my stomach and making me feel lightweight.

“She won’t. She isn’t allowed to until I do.” Alto fucks me faster, my whimper caught in my throat as Colt suffocates my sounds.

“I love watching her get punished. Colt, lift her shirt. I want to see those pretty tits bounce.”

Colt’s fingers are hot against my skin as he lifts the hem of my shirt. “Sorry excuse for a shirt. I can see her nipples through it.”

“It’s why she’s never going to wear this around the house again.” Alto curls over my body and palms my breast, squeezing it hard before sucking the nipple into his mouth. He lets go of it with a soft pop and blows cold air on the damp peak.

I try to scream, try to tell him I want more, but my pleas are silenced.

I need to come.

I can’t wait anymore.

I tighten my pussy around Alto, flexing my muscles around his cock in hopes it will make him come faster because I want to come.

Alto’s hand wraps around my throat. “Don’t even think about playing me right now, Harlow. I’ll leave you aching if you try.”

Tears brim my eyes while my body burns.

The bed begins to squeak from how rough and hard he’s fucking me. Alto wraps his arms around me and throws me against the wall, pinning me there by my ass. He drills into me and his mouth catches mine as a loud moan slips free.

“Fuck.” His hips stutter. “You feel so good. I never want to miss a time when you feel good. You better always wake me. Always. Missing this isn’t an option.”

He has such a firm grip on my ass, I know I’ll have bruises there tomorrow. He grunts, ramming into me harder, faster, and it’s him who’s becoming too loud at this point. I take his face in my hands and smother his mouth, his lips bending to my will.

Alto breaks the kiss just enough where his lips still touch mine and says, “Now, sweetheart. Now.”

With one last thrust, he groans into my ear. “Ah, ah, fuck yes, Harlow. You feel so good. So tight. Love this pussy. Take every drop, sweetheart. Goddamn.”

I burst. My entire body explodes into a series of ecstasy. My toes curl and I try to climb up Alto’s body, my muscles pulsating around his cock.

“Alto,” I whimper, riding the high he gave me.

He slumps, holding me close with my legs wrapped around his hips. Alto sets me down slowly, my legs shaking, and his cock deliciously rubs against my clit as he slips out. Come drips down my thigh while it pools at his tip.

“Isn’t that a pretty sight?” He drags his fingers through it and pushes them inside me. “I hate to see a drop go to waste though.”

The sound of the door opening happens too soon.

I forgot to lock the door.

“What the fuck?” Dart’s voice is too loud and Colt grips his shoulders and tackles him to the floor while Bane closes the door, locking it for good this time.

Alto spins around, blocking me but showing everyone else his semi-hard cock while making sure I’m out of Dart’s sight.

“What the fuck are you doing in here, Dart?” Alto tugs up his jeans with one hand, still blocking me, and Bane throws him my robe.

“What am I doing?” Dart hisses. “Are you kidding me right now? What am I doing? What the fuck are you doing!” He points at me.

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