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Nausea swirls in my gut, and I swallow hard to choke it back down. The love of my life glares up at me as I thrust my throbbing cock in and out of her wet pussy. The anger in them eviscerates me with every swing of my hips. Please forgive me.
Her eyes roll, flickering around the room. The hyenas surrounding us stare, completely transfixed as I stake my claim. Their eyes wander over her lush curves, they salivate over her perky pink-tipped breasts that bounce temptingly. These fuckers can look—but I’ll never share.
“Don’t look at them,” I demand, squeezing her neck, choking her just the way she likes until a gush of her juices wets my dick and slides down my heavy balls. Fuckin’ finally—she may not want this, but she still wants me. “That’s it. Take my cock,” I grunt, biting off the endearment that springs to my lips.I can’t give her love right now. My love would earn her a lifetime of forced fucking by the entire brotherhood.
She gasps, gulping in air as I release her throat and slide my hand down to pluck her nipples before bending forward to capture one, lashing it with my tongue until she’s panting and squirming under me. Slinging her leg higher up my hip, I deepen my angle, hitting that special spot that drives her wild and grinding her clit into me with every thrust.
Though I hate that she doesn’t want this, I can’t deny how amazing she feels around me. Her pussy is tight, wet, and fits me like a glove. I’m the only man who’s ever been inside her, and I aim to keep it that way.
Our bodies slap together, the friction is impossible to resist. And Trinity whimpers, biting down on her lip so hard that a bead of crimson slides over her chin. Leaning forward, I lick it from her jaw, and she turns her face away. Rage roars through my blood at the rebuke, and I pound into her rhythmically. Why can’t she see that we’re in this together? That I’m saving her. My pace quickens, and the telltale flush spreads over her neck as her pussy clamps down on me.
“Pretend you don’t like this all you want,” I growl in her ear, “but your body loves it. Your cunt’s sloppy as hell around me.”
Her walls flutter, rippling at my dirty words. Rolling my hips back, I thrust harder, picking up speed. Faster and faster. Pleasure curls up my spine, and my balls grow heavy, tightening with every snap as I plunge into her tight, wet heat.
“You can be mad all you want,” I snarl, grasping her chin roughly and twisting until her eyes squint up at me. “But your pussy is mine. All. Of. You. Is. Mine.”
Reaching between us, I slide my finger over Trinity’s slippery clit, swirling around it over and over until she arches her back and her belly flutters. Sweat drips down my spine while I ravage her, fucking her with wild abandon, demanding her full surrender.
“Come for your Ol’ Man,” I roar, throwing my head back as her pussy convulses around my thick shaft. Pleasure pulses through me, and I fuckin’ erupt. Rope after rope hits the walls of her womb before I pull out and spray the sticky mess all over her.
Mine. Mine. Mine.
There’s barely a second to enjoy the afterglow before the roars and jeers of my brothers filter back in.
“Claim her! Claim her!” they chant. My sweat turns to ice at the reminder.
This isn’t over yet…
CHAPTER TWELVE
TRINITY
Although I fight it as hard as I can, an enormous orgasm rolls through me, my skin tingles, and my toes curl. Aftershocks zip through me, making my pussy clench over and over, throbbing with heat. My eyes slam shut, closing out the leering faces around me. Eyes filled with feral need, wild with lust. A shaky breath escapes me, caught in the disgusting pants coming from around the room, the sound of filthy bikers beating their meat as they watch me get fucked. Animals.
No wonder my father never let me come here. Disgust chases the floaty haze of my orgasm away, replacing it with dread.
“Took it like a good bitch,” someone groans. Slap, slap, slap.
“Wish he had made her scream more—six out of ten,” another jokes.
“Spread her legs wider. I want to see that cream pie.” My nostrils flare, and I bite my tongue hard. My legs immediately try to clamp shut, but Legacy’s rough hands hold them open, putting me on display. The frown on his face tells me everything I need to know—the more I fight, the worse this will be. But in that moment, I damn them all to hell. One day, I won’t be the one naked on the table. One day, these bastards will kneel before me.
And I won’t show them an ounce of fucking mercy.
Shivers overtake my body, cold sweat steeling over my flesh. Legacy’s sticky cum slides down my thighs, making me want to slither out of my skin. My mind rebels at the realization that we didn’t use a condom—the repercussion of that is something that needs to be pushed deep down for me to get through this ordeal.
“Good show, son,” Pirate’s evil voice slithers through me, and I shudder. He peers over his son's shoulder, staring straight at my used pussy, and his tongue flicks out to lick his lips. His nostrils flare, and there’s no denying the lust he’s feeling as he palms his cock. The glowing coals of hate fill my belly. “Now that the whore’s filled up, flip her over and get started.”
His orders pierce me, reminding me that the whole fucking ordeal isn’t over yet, and my eyes pop open and land immediately on Prick.
The imposing tattooed behemoth lingers over Legacy’s shoulder. But he isn’t leering at me in the slightest. Instead, he meets my gaze with sadness and compassion lingering in his depths. Prick’s entire body is covered in piercings and ink, his jaw juts out like it’s carved from marble, sculpted by the gods. He’s beautiful and terrifying. And his lips make silent movements over and over again. Furrowing my brow, I lock in on his mouth—what the hell?
Stay calm. It won’t hurt. It won’t hurt, he repeats silently and tears prickle, burning the backs of my eyes.
I don’t know how, but he’s promising this shitty tattoo will end up being painless.
And for some reason, I believe him.
