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Chapter Three
Amy knew she was crazy to think this could work between them. They were two sexy MC presidents. She’d seen the women who flocked to them. They commanded respect, and they were given it. Of course, she’d always been a little jealous of the women who hung around the club. Especially the ones who tried to get close to both Diego and Killian. They had two different clubs, and she had no right to be jealous of either one.
“I don’t care what you think, Diego. I want to know the truth,” Killian said. “What did you mean?”
Now she wished she’d kept her mouth shut.
“It’s really nothing. Honestly. There’s no reason for us to keep talking about this.”
“I agree with Killian. You won’t hear me say that more than once, trust me. He’s got a point. What did you mean?”
She ran fingers through her hair, the lasagna in front of her all but forgotten. Was there any point in hiding it? They needed to know the truth, even if it did make her exceedingly uncomfortable.
“You know I was married before.” She waited as they both agreed. “It, I, we didn’t have a very happy marriage. In the beginning it was okay, but as the years went on, I couldn’t satisfy him. He told me I was useless in bed and I didn’t know what it was a man needed.” She remembered the shame as the words spewed from his lips, making her feel so small and insignificant. Her ex had a powerful way with words. Whenever he made comments about her body, she didn’t care. She was happy and content within herself, but when it came to sex, she knew she didn’t have enough practice.
“Wait, hold on, this guy who cheated on you told you that you were bad at sex?” Diego asked.
“Yes. If you’re both wanting to share me you’ve got to understand you may hate it with me.”
Killian and Diego shared a look, and then they both smiled.
“There’s only one way to solve this,” Diego said, getting to his feet, holding out his hand.
On instinct she took his offered hand. “What?”
“Where’s your bedroom? I love cold lasagna, but I need to prove to you you’re not bad in bed.”
“Wait? What?” He pulled her out of the dining room. She didn’t put up much of a fight. Killian followed behind them, and as they entered her bedroom, the space looked small with both men inside.
She glanced behind her to see Killian already pulling off his shirt. The ink on his chest mesmerized her. Biting onto her lip, she wanted to lick a path down to his pants. He didn’t make her wait for long before he’d opened his jeans and slid them down. Killian wasn’t wearing any boxer briefs, and he took himself in hand, working his length.
He wasn’t small at all, but long, thick, and the head was already coated in pre-cum. She wanted to taste him, to sink to her knees and for him to fuck her mouth.
“I’m feeling left out.” Diego moved behind her back. His hands were all over her body as he cupped her tits. She let out a gasp.
He was naked as well. The hard ridge of his cock poked against her ass, letting her know he wanted her.
“Do you see what you do to him?” Diego asked. “I never thought I’d see my enemy’s cock, but he’s ready for you, Amy. What do you want to do?”
“I don’t think I can do this.”
“Do you want us to stop?” Diego stopped stroking her breasts as Killian removed his hand from his dick. She wanted him to keep on playing. She liked to watch, and seeing him naked, confident, working his cock, she didn’t want him to stop.
“No, I don’t want you to stop. Please, touch yourself.”
“You like seeing this?” Killian asked, his fist moving up and down his length.
She was so wet.
“Yes.”
“Tell me what you want me to do?”
“I don’t know. I know what I want to do.”
Killian raised a brow. “And what is that?”
“I want to taste you.” Heat rose in her cheeks. If she went any hotter, she’d melt on the spot.
