Page 95 of Diary of a Biker Queen

The orgasm was as blissful as his touch. It had me moaning his name, and he fucked me with his fingers, faster and faster, opening me up, creating tension inside me once more only for it to spill out, leaving me more boneless and sated than a regular massage could have done alone.

I took deep, shuddering breaths, trying to come down from the high, but I couldn’t resist touching him a second longer. I reached for his fly, undoing his pants and dragging them down his muscled thighs with a sharp tug on the waistband.

He pulled his cock free of his underwear and fed it to my eagerly waiting mouth.

I hummed with pleasure around him, and he choked out a strangled, “Fuck, Nyah. That feels so good.”

It did for me too. My body had never felt so weightless, and it was the most natural thing in the world to want him to feel like that too.

I sucked him deep, taking as much as I could of him into my throat and working his base with my hand. My eyes settled at half-mast; my entire body so relaxed it felt impossible to open them all the way.

Lynx thrust his hips, his dick gleaming every time he withdrew, only to push back in so I could suck and lick and hum around him some more.

His oily fingers threaded through my hair, pulling on it, making my scalp sing with the slight pressure, and I said nothing, because I couldn’t stop now.

The door opened, and I was aware of Lynx freezing and looking over, but I wasn’t stopping for anyone or anything. If the entire clubhouse was burning down, or the Guerras had opened fire on us, it wouldn’t have mattered. All that did was him and me.

Luca’s groan came from the doorway as he dropped something on the floor and shut the door behind him. “Fucking hell. What did I miss?”

“Everything,” Lynx groaned. “But we can give you the replay. Come here.”

Luca didn’t need telling twice. He walked to Lynx’s side, giving him a bird’s-eye view of me taking his cock deep in my mouth. Lynx undid Luca’s suit pants and let them fall off his narrow hips.

He was already hard, and Lynx wasted no time shoving down his black boxer briefs and taking out his cock. He pumped him in the same rhythm I sucked Lynx, and Luca’s hands found their way onto my body, an added sensation to the already overwhelming feelings Lynx produced inside me.

“Fuck, Nyah,” Luca whispered. “I need to be inside you, but that table is going to go crashing to the floor if I try getting on it with you.”

I’d never had so much incentive to get up. I let Lynx’s dick slip from my mouth and pushed up on my arms.

They were both there to help me off, and then I was in Lynx’s bed, none of us caring that we were getting oil all over the sheets.

It didn’t matter when all I could think about was having one of them inside me.

Or both.

God, I had no idea if I could even still take them both at once, as pregnant as I was, but my body craved the fullness and the stretch, and my orgasm demanded more than just their fingers.

They fit themselves either side of me, Luca at my front, wasting no time finding my mouth with his, his tongue demanding entrance while his fingers grasped my thigh and pulled it up over his. His cock was inside me in seconds, filling me with his thick length, forcing the stretch my body had been craving.

I was so wet and needy from the way Lynx had spent hours preparing me that there was no resistance. Just sweet relief.

I clung to him, kissing him back, enthralled with every ridge and line of his body, ones my hands and lips and tongue could never get enough of.

Behind me, Lynx’s cock pressed between my legs, prodding my ass at first, but then sliding lower so it rubbed on Luca’s cock as he pumped in and out of me. It slid over that sensitive spot between my ass and my pussy and drove me wild. I panted, desperate for more.

“Lynx,” I moaned, not knowing what I needed, but knowing it was more than this. That my heart and my head wanted both of them at once, just as much as my body seemed to.

He held me tight from behind, one arm over me, one beneath me, playing with my nipples until I was so damn hot I felt like an inferno had lit up inside me.

He kissed my neck, the scruff on his chin and cheeks scratching over mine, only adding to the sensation. “I want to feel him against my dick when we’re both inside you. You’re so wet.”

Oh God, I wanted that so much too. I wanted that stretch Luca’s cock alone couldn’t give me. All I could get out was, “Yes.”

It was all he was waiting for. The consent to try.

Luca slowed down and then pulled out, letting Lynx into my body from behind, getting him coated in my arousal. He withdrew, and both of them hovered at my entrance, the moment hanging in the air between us, as electric as a current crackling through a stormy night sky.

Without a word, they moved in unison, both inching inside me slowly until they bottomed out.