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He grabbed my hands in his and pulled me up from the chair. “I know, but we love you and want to protect you anyway.” Then, he grasped my chin and pulled my lips to his as Hawke came from down the hall, a smirk curving his lips when he ran his eyes over me, the dark depths of them turning to liquid heat, making me shiver. “Enjoy your ride, darlin’,” Tank told me before stepping back and allowing Hawke to take his spot.
Hawke held his hand out to me, and I quickly placed my smaller one in his. “Ready, doll?”
“Yes.” I linked my fingers with his, allowing him to lead me out of the clubhouse. “Sorry everyone else has been taking up my time,” I apologized, feeling a little guilty now that I thought about it. I’d been denying both him and Smokey of my time, and that wasn’t fair.
He chuckled and gently squeezed my hand as we neared his bike. “Doll, you have seven men wanting time with you. Sometimes, that means not all of us get priority, and that’s okay. We’re fine with that.” He gently turned me to face him and reached up tocradle my cheek with his free hand. “And you know why?” he asked, running his thumb over my cheekbone. I shook my head. “Because we also have each other. None of us are left feeling neglected or unloved.”
I leaned my face into his hand, closing my eyes. “I love you,” I whispered.
He tilted my face up and pressed a tender kiss to my lips. “I love you, too, doll.” He then reached over and grabbed my helmet off his seat, settling it on my head. The visor was flipped up, so he could still see me clearly. “We’ll ride for a little while, get some food in your system, and then, we’ll come back here and put on a show for the guys. How’s that sound?”
My cheeks flushed, and my nipples hardened, my core clenching with need. “Sounds great,” I whispered, my voice breathless and strangled.
A cocky grin tilted his lips before he flipped my visor down. Then, he straddled his bike, and I quickly slid on behind him, wrapping my arms tight around his torso, my thighs squeezing his hips, just the way he liked me to ride.
CHAPTER 8
Hawke
April’s hair was windblown when we got back to the clubhouse, making her look sexy as fuck—like she’d just been thoroughly fucked. It was one of my favorite looks on her.
As soon as I was off the bike and both of our helmets were resting on the seat, I gripped a handful of her tangled, dark tresses and yanked her head back, claiming her lips as my own. I couldn’t fucking resist her, even if I’d wanted to. Feeling her behind me the entire ride, the way her thighs squeezed my hips when we took a turn, how her soft breasts felt against my back…
Fuck, she drove mecrazy. And she wasn’t even trying to.
She moaned under the assault, her body easily submitting to mine. Her mouth softened, allowing me to take what I wanted from her. Almost like it was second nature for her to give in to me; she always did it so easily. It was a power she was giving me that I would never take for granted.
I licked into her mouth, tracing my tongue over her teeth before I pulled back to suck her lower lip into my mouth, gently biting down on the kiss-swollen flesh.
She shivered and whimpered, and the sound went straight to my cock.
“Let’s get you inside,” I rasped. Otherwise, I was going to bend her over my bike, which I couldn’t do. Not if I wanted to give our men a show.
She nodded in agreement, her pupils blown wide, her eyes a little hazy with lust. Just how I fucking liked her. April was always beautiful, but when she was in this particular headspace, accepting what we gave her, she was stunning. In this headspace, she didn’t have to think. All that was left to do was feel and follow our commands.
I grasped her hand in mine and led her into the clubhouse. The guys were sitting around playing a game of poker, but I didn’t give a shit. I swept their cards and chips off the table before laying our woman out on it like a feast. None of them protested. When it came to our woman, nothing else mattered. I knew they’d always choose her over a stupid ass game, no matter who the fuck happened to be winning or how much money had been at stake.
Capone smirked and leaned back in his chair, tracing his thumb over his lower lip. His eyes heated as he watched me get her ready. A shiver raced down my spine. I liked being in charge, but I also loved being beneath Capone or Tank, taking whatever they had to give me. And occasionally, I’d bottom with one of the other guys, letting them fuck into me, but with them, I still gave the orders.
With Capone and Tank, I easily submitted. Letting them take charge was surprisingly as easy as breathing.
And the way Capone was looking at me… No doubt, he had plans for me once I was done with April. That look had me leaking into my briefs.
April’s head was right next to Smokey, who leaned in and grinned at her. He traced his fingertips down her neck, and she sighed, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment as she lost herself in the simple sensation of his touch. Smokey wasn’t really interested in sex, but that didn’t matter. He had a way of bringing us to our knees with a simple touch, like he’d just given April.
“Hey, baby,” he murmured.
“Hi,” she squeaked. A low groan crawled up her throat when Smokey laid claim to her mouth, tongue-fucking her while I stripped her out of her clothes. Within a couple of minutes, her body was bare, and all of our men were staring at her, unable to rip their eyes away from how fucking beautiful she looked, spread out like this for our eyes to feast on.
“You ready for me, doll?” I rumbled. I shoved her thighs apart before she could answer and swept two fingers through her folds, groaning at how slick she was. “Fuck yes, you are. Because you’re such a good girl, aren’t you?” I cooed.
She whimpered and nodded. I unbuckled my belt and unzipped my jeans before pulling my cock out, rubbing it between her slick folds. She whined and arched her back, her feet coming to rest on the edge of the table.
God, I loved how much she wanted us.
“So fucking needy,” I rasped. Tank rumbled in agreement, his eyes focused on where my cock was pressing against her. “You ready to take me, doll?”
“Please,” she begged. “Please, Hawke. Please fuck me. I need you inside of me.”
