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  “Hey, Trick.” Her cheeks were flushed.

  Running a hand down her body, he stroked over the buds of her tits, gliding down to cup her pussy, finding her so wet.

  “Do you want us?” he asked.

  “Yes.”

  She lifted her hand, and her fingers wrapped around his shaft. He closed his eyes and growled at the immense pleasure that washed over him just from her touch alone.

  He couldn’t think, not that he wanted to. Why would he want to think when he had this woman in his life, on his bed? This was a dream come true.

  Junior moved behind her on the bed, pulling her brown hair out of the way, off one shoulder. He licked her neck, then bit the spot right over her pulse.

  She grasped Trick’s dick harder as he slid a finger between her folds, touching her. He loved how wet she was.

  “I want to taste her,” Junior said.

  Rather than lay her down, Junior lifted her up onto her knees, sliding between her thighs.

  Trick stared into her eyes. One of her hands went to his shoulders to steady herself, and the other worked his cock.

  “Am I doing this right?” she asked.

  “Yes. More than okay.” He skimmed his fingers up her body before sinking them into her hair, tilting her head back as Junior licked at her pussy.

  The sounds of how wet she was filled the room.

  He slammed his lips down, wanting to claim every single part, to not let a piece of her go.

  She kept on working his dick, and he was so close it was fucking unreal. He’d never been a quick draw with coming, but this was everything he wanted.

  He gripped her hand tightly, making her leave his dick alone. If he came now, he’d be so embarrassed.

  “What is it?” she asked. “What’s wrong?”

  “Nothing is wrong at all. I don’t think I can last with you touching me like that.”

  He watched as her teeth sank against her lip, and he looked down to see Junior working her pussy.

  “Does he feel good against your pussy like that?” he asked.

  “So good.”

  “Are you going to come?”

  “Yes.”

  “Then come for us. Let us hear you scream.”

  Her nails sank into the flesh of his shoulders, and when she finally came, it was a beautiful sight to behold. Junior worked her pussy throughout, not allowing her to come down from the peak.

  Before his eyes, she slid into a second, more powerful orgasm, and then she collapsed against him.

  Kissing her lips, he moved her toward the bed, so she could rest.

  Junior licked his lips, looking like he’d just eaten the best kind of cream there was. He probably had.

  Trick was determined to have a lick himself.

  “I can’t believe no man has snatched you up already,” Junior said. He dropped down beside her, smiling.

  “Their loss is our gain,” Trick said.

  “This is crazy,” Leah said.

  “What is?” Trick asked.

  “This. I … I’m a virgin, and I’ve been with five men. How is that even possible? I don’t think that can work. It makes no sense.”

  “There’s nothing to make sense of anything. You’ve just got to sit back and relax,” Junior said. “Do you enjoy what we do to you?”

  “Yes.”

  “Then don’t be ashamed of that. Embrace it.”

  Trick moved between her legs. “It’s my time now.”

  She moaned. “I don’t know if I can go again.”

  Junior chuckled. “Then you’ve been denying your body one of the greatest pleasures in life.”

  “I have?”

  “Hell, yeah, you’ll be surprised what I can make you do.” Trick winked at her. “The real question is, do you trust me?”

  “I do.”

  “Then let me have this. Let me show you everything your body can accept.”

  She nodded, and he moved her into position on her knees.

  He stared down at her ass and spread those glorious cheeks wide, seeing her tight cunt and asshole.

  Cupping her pussy, he got his fingers nice and wet with her cream and worked them through her slit, teasing her clit.

  Leaning forward, he bit down on her ass cheeks and heard her little scream.

  “Trick is really good at ass play, darling,” Junior said. “You’re in for a treat.”

  “Ass play?”

  “Just feel everything he’s doing to you. It’s going to be fucking amazing, trust us.”

  Moving down her body, Trick pressed his face to her cunt, touching her slit. He didn’t penetrate her even as he wanted to fuck her hard and deep and take her pussy, so he had a place in her life.

  He held himself back, giving her this instead.

  He drew back, and began to tease and stroke over that forbidden asshole, flicking his tongue back and forth, rimming it.

  If it was even possible, Leah got wetter, soaking his fingers as he strummed her clit. The pleasure she was experiencing went out of this world. He knew it was because he felt it, too.

  Trick pressed the tip of his tongue against her asshole, and as he penetrated just a little, keeping his fingers teasing over her nub, Leah came and did so hard.

  ****

  The following morning, Leah stood in the kitchen. She’d finished up the pancakes, and they were keeping warm in the oven. Last night, after Trick had eaten her out and she’d brought both men to orgasm, they’d received a call that had moved them from her room.

  She’d sat all night listening to all the sounds around her. When the others returned, she couldn’t bring herself to go and say hello.

  How was it she had missed them?

  The past week and a half that she’d been at the clubhouse had been the best days of her life. Cooking, cleaning, hanging out, having amazing orgasms with all the men. Something had to give.

  She couldn’t go sneaking around with each man, and there was no way she could choose. All of them were wonderful men. Sure, they were all dangerous, of that she had no doubt, but she wasn’t thinking about how deadly they were.

  To the outside world they could be as fierce as they wanted. Inside, with her, they were teddy bears.

  The doors to the kitchen opened, and each one of them filled the kitchen. Edge was first as he always was. Junior followed, Dig and Trick came next, followed by Tank.

  They all stopped and looked toward her.

  “Morning,” she said.

  “Morning.” They all spoke at the same time, and she gritted her teeth. They sat around the table, none of them coming to greet her.

  In fact, Junior and Trick even looked a little awkward.

  Had last night meant nothing?

  She wasn’t going to be sad by this. She lifted her shoulders and grabbed the pancakes and the syrup.

  “There’s something I want to talk to you all about,” she said.

  The table went silent. All little conversations ceased, and each of them, five sets of eyes, focused on her.

  It was kind of overwhelming to be the focus of such intense scrutiny, but she refused to back down. This was her life as much as it was theirs.

  She served them all some pancakes and poured a generous amount of syrup on each pancake. She loved feeding them, and even if what she was about to do went wrong, she would always have that.

  “I’ve had an orgasm from all of you. Each one has either touched or licked my pussy.” She couldn’t look at Trick as she’d never had a man eat her ass out and make her come. “I’ve not made you all come, but there is something going on here. All five of you want me, and … I want all five of you. I don’t want to cause a problem with any of you. There’s no room for jealousy. I’m not anyone’s possession, and I won’t be used against each of you.”

  She couldn’t think of a single thing more to say. She sat down and started to eat her own pancakes.

  No one spoke, and after what felt like a lifetime but was probably only a minute, two at the tops, she looked
up.

  All of them were looking at each other, and turned toward Edge.

  “You want us to share you?” he asked.

  “Why not? You’ve shared women before, and you told me before, I’m club property. Doesn’t that mean I don’t have to choose who I want?”

  Edge sat back, watching her.

  “You want this?” he asked.

  “Yes.”

  “Are you sure you’re a virgin?” Tank asked.

  She rolled her eyes. “I know I’m a virgin. What is it you find so shocking about that?”

  “You’re sexy as fuck,” Junior said.

  “Responsive,” Tank said.

  “You’ve loved everything we’ve done to you,” Dig said.

  “Okay, okay, I’m getting it,” she said.

  “I know you’re a virgin,” Edge said, drawing their attention once again. “Even though you like what we do to you, your actions show your inexperience. If you want this with us, I’m not going to fight you on what you want.”

  “I do want it,” she said.

  “You need to understand what you’re getting into. There will never be a night your bed is empty.” Edge didn’t look away. “Each of us has a big appetite. Your pussy, mouth, and ass are going to be well-used. It has been a long time for all of us.”

  “I only have two conditions,” she said.

  Edge chuckled. “What are those?”

  She didn’t know why he looked cocky with that smirk on his face.

  “One, no more women. I don’t want to even think of you looking at another woman for what you’re getting from me.” She knew she could handle these men and what they wanted. It was no different than what she craved. “I don’t want to have to worry about going to the doctor in case one of you guys catches something.”

  “That’s awfully judgmental of you,” Edge said.

  “Sexually transmitted diseases and infections are a huge deal. I’m not being judgmental. I’ve never caught anything in my life. I’m clean, and I don’t want to deal with something that I couldn’t cure. It’s my body, and I hope you all can respect that.”

  “Done,” Junior, Tank, Trick, and Dig said.

  She looked toward Edge.

  “What’s condition number two?”

  “I want you all to take care of me. Not to pass me around like some whore but to actually care about what happens to me.” This was really important to her. “I won’t use you. I want to get to know all of you.”

  “You want us to date?” Edge asked.

  “Why not? There’s no rule that says we can’t. You’ve shared women before.”

  “We’ve fucked women, all together. You think you can handle that?” he asked.

  “Yes.” There wasn’t a doubt for her. She could handle whatever these men threw her way, and she couldn’t wait. “You have to all agree though.”

  “Agreed.” Four of the five spoke without hesitation.

  She looked at Edge.

  He seemed to like to make her wait.

  Anticipation was always the key.

  “Yes, I agree to both of your conditions, so long as you agree to mine.”

  “What is it?” she asked.

  “I’m first.”

  Chapter Eight

  Edge had expected her to say no, or to tell him he couldn’t be the first with her. She’d agreed with this smile on her face. When he woke up that morning, he didn’t expect for Leah to face them all.

  Trick and Junior had told them when they returned the night before what had happened. In the back of his mind, he had to wonder if this was part of a plan to separate them, to draw them all away from each other, to split the club apart. Her mother was an addict who’d get the most out of the club if they fell apart.

  No one would be around to collect on the debt.

  He would have to pay her a visit. There was no way he’d allow Leah to take payment for her debt. She was too precious to them.

  “You’ve got to be careful with her,” Junior said.

  “Junior, I’m forty-five years old. I’m not going to hurt her.”

  “You looked like you wanted to eat her over breakfast.”

  Edge smiled. “I do want to eat her, but believe me, when I do, she’s going to love every single second of it.”

  He made his way upstairs and went straight to his bedroom. After breakfast he’d told them he had some work to do. The deal with Marcel had worked a treat, and they were able to ship the drugs from the docks across the city to where they wanted it. The second payment was due, and he wanted to make arrangements. He also wanted Marcel to know it would be at least a month before they moved any more drugs.

  One shipment was always a risk, two was fucking crazy. Now they needed to lay low. With a third, there was always higher risks, and the chances of getting caught were higher.

  Pushing all business out of his mind, he entered his room and found Leah already there. Her hair was pinned on top of her head, and she wore his robe. It was a plain black robe, soft, and nice against the body.

  Closing the door behind him, he kicked off his boots, watching her.

  “Stand up,” he said.

  She did so.

  “Remove the robe.”

  Her hands shook, but she did as he asked.

  The robe fell, and she was naked, exactly how he’d demanded she be.

  “You know, you’ve surprised me, Leah,” he said.

  “I have?”

  “Yes. I didn’t expect you to be so nice. So welcoming of all of us.” He moved away from the door, removing his jacket. He placed it on the hook behind him, and walked toward her.

  Cupping her cheek, he tilted her head back so she had no choice but to look at him. “Do you have any scheme planned when it comes to my club?”

  “No.”

  “Why do you want this?”

  “Why is it such a shock for a woman to want you?” she asked.

  “You don’t get to ask questions.”

  “And you don’t get to ask me. I’ve never done anything to you. I’ve proven myself time and time again. Stop being a bore and thinking this is some elaborate scheme and just accept that I’m who I say I am, and I have no intention of hurting you, or this club.”

  Her passion, her fire, it was addictive.

  Slamming his lips down on hers, he pressed her against the wall, keeping her trapped with his mouth on her.

  He didn’t want to let her go, but to feel her come apart for him. She felt amazing. Her tits were nice and big.

  He pushed his jeans to the floor, the heavy metal of the belt hitting the hard wood as it did. He broke from the kiss to remove his shirt, and then he wrapped his arms around her, picking her up and carrying her over to the bed.

  Placing her down on the bed, he slid between her soft thighs.

  Kissing her neck, he sucked on the pulse, wanting to put his mark on her. For her to know she belonged to him. That he had this time with her.

  She moaned his name, and he took her nipple into his mouth, pressing her tits together and rubbing his face against each one.

  Letting them go, he slid a hand between her thighs, finding her already wet and swollen.

  “I’m going to fuck you without a condom,” he said.

  “I’m not on the pill.”

  “Then we better make sure you get on that.” He gripped his cock, working his length between her slit. He bumped her clit a few times.

  She was tense but aroused.

  Either way, this was going to hurt her. The thought of causing her pain affected him, and he didn’t know why.

  Causing pain had never been a problem to him. It wasn’t a deal breaker in any way, and yet, he couldn’t bring himself to see her shed a single tear.

  He had to get this over with.

  With his grip around his cock, he moved toward her entrance. Her legs were already wide open, waiting for him.

  He didn’t wait to give her time to adjust. This had to be over and done with. The only way to do that was t
o fuck her, hard, and in a single thrust.

  He did exactly that, slamming to the hilt within her. He felt her skin tear, give way to his cock, and she screamed.

  Holding her to the bed, he took possession of her mouth, hating that one pained cry. He expected his men to come into the room to check on her, to make sure he wasn’t hurting her, and he was almost disappointed to see no one did. They trusted him, and deep down, he was fucking thrilled.

  He didn’t stop kissing her.

  She held onto his shoulders, trying to push him away, but her strength was no match for his. He could easily overpower her.

  Edge simply remained still, allowing her to get accustomed to the feel of him within her tight heat.

  ****

  Pain and pleasure mingled.

  Leah didn’t know where she started or ended or where Edge was. The throbbing of his cock was such a weird feeling.

  He’d finally done it.

  She was no longer a virgin.

  He had claimed her. Rather than be embarrassed, she was … happy.

  She hadn’t been holding onto her virginity like some precious object to only give to her husband. She’d never found anyone to be with, anyone she wanted to spend her life with. Having sex seemed like something magical. The only person she wanted to give it to was someone she cared about.

  She’d known Edge a handful of days, not enough time to know if she cared for him in any way. But this felt right. It felt natural.

  He broke from the kiss, and she licked her lips, watching him.

  “How are you?” he asked.

  His voice sounded strained.

  “I’m okay.”

  “I didn’t want to hurt you.”

  “You didn’t.”

  “No?”

  “It’s okay.”

  “No, it’s not.”

  “It doesn’t hurt so bad.” She stroked her hand down his arm and gave her hips a little wiggle, thrusting up to meet him. She let out a moan.

  Edge wasn’t small. He was large in every single regard.

  Nibbling her lip, she smiled up at him. “I don’t have a clue what I’m doing.”

  “Do you want me to take over?” he asked.

  “If you don’t mind.”

  “I don’t have a problem.” He held her hips, and she watched him.

  She let out a gasp as he eased out of her. The instant she made a sound, he stopped. It was really sweet to see how worried he was for her.