Page 26 of Cries of Cassie

I almost squeal with happiness when Koa pops off his cock and says, "Our woman can wear whatever she wants. If you can't handle it, Parker, my mouth is always greedy for you."

Just like that, Spider doesn't have a comeback beyond a low groan when Koa immediately sucks him back down his throat. He needs to teach me his ways...

I’m not sure how long I stand here watching Spider slowly lose his control, but I love the way Koa sinks into the moment when his man starts fucking his face. The roar that splits from the usually quiet man's mouth is so erotic I release a little moan too.

A small yip springs out of me when a warm body presses against my back. "He's good at that," Ripper whispers in my ear, wrapping his arm around me.

"Who? At what?" Goodness, I sound like I just ran a marathon...

Ripper chuckles, his lips grazing the shell of my ear. "Koa can solve any disagreement with his hot mouth. And he fucking loves when we use it."

"That's..." I clear my throat. "Good to know."

Ripper hums and squeezes me in a gentle, yet totally sexy hug. "Let's get you a drink, Kitty."

Just then, Maddy walks around us and crouches down by Koa with a look I've seen so many times in our encounters. "What will they do?" I find myself asking, but I hold back my plea to stay and watch.

"Well," Ripper murmurs and starts walking us backward toward the front door. "Parker was right. There's no way we can focus tonight with you looking so...delectable. Maddox will fuck Koa's tight ass until they're both screaming your name as they come."

Oh sweet Jesus. I want to watch so badly, but the intensity of what I've already witnessed is making me tremble. "And Spider?"

Ripper tsks and stops us by the door. "Call him Parker, Kitty. He's yours too. And he loves Koa's cock on his tongue."

"Ripper," I moan his name like I'm a simple gust of wind away from orgasming on the spot.

His hands shift and twirl me around so our fronts are pressed together and my hands are on his chest. Looking up at him in the low lighting makes my pussy clench around nothing. His long dark hair is messy, and his strong jaw draws me in. I want to bite it...

Without really acknowledging what I'm doing, I press soft kisses along his jawline, shivering as his scruff tickles me. A slight pain blooms at the base of my skull as he pulls me back to look me in the eyes, with only an inch separating our mouths.

"Ripley to you, Pet. Come, let's get you a drink and some music. Let me woo you before I devour you."

With that, he pulls back and walks me out the front door with a heavy hand on my lower back. "You know how to woo?"

"Listen," he growls with a smirk as we descend the steps of their porch. "I know exactly what you want and need from a man. Let me show you how perfect I can be."

Unable to control myself, I giggle like it's funny. "You only know things about me because you stalked me, Ripley."

His eyes flare beneath a lamppost when I say his name. "Good girl," he practically purrs, pulling me closer as we continue our walk. "And no, that's not how I know everything. Maddox talks about you all the time. Usually in a drunken, sad way, but nonetheless, he's told us all the ways he will win you back one day because you're very open about what you want in a man. So prepare to be wooed."

Ignoring that bomb about Maddy, I steer the conversation toward easier territory. "And how can an MC president slash stalker woo someone?"

"I'll show you how possessive I am of you. It will be over-the-top obvious that I want you in my bed, since you're already burned into my heart and soul. You won't ever question my devotion to you and your happiness. I plan to show you off because I'm so confident that at the end of the night, you'll come to me, not anyone else. Well, aside from the other three, if they can get their act together."

Once again, my jaw is dragging along the sidewalk. "Did you read my diary?" Yes, I have a diary. Violet's obsession with notebooks means I get one for every birthday or holiday. Ripley's been stalking me so that could mean he got a hold of it, right? Is that creepy? Is it bad?

"Of course not," he says with so much heart I believe him. "Maddox did."

That son of a bitch!

Chapter Sixteen

Cassie

Walking into the clubhouse with drenched panties and Ripper's hand on my lower back, I'm off my game. I'm kick ass at making friends, and right now is when I need that skill the most.

It's frustrating that my mind is back at the house conjuring up what the other three men are doing. I want to know how long it takes for Koa to let Maddy into his ass. Do they use toys?

A high pitch squeal yanks me from my horny thoughts as the door bangs closed behind us. Feminine voices threaten to burst my eardrums, and the final one is way too close.