“But what a way to fucking go, huh?” says Viking. He laughs and urges me up Hawk's body until I'm straddling him. His amazing, pierced cock sticks out from underneath me, almost like it's mine.
I wrap my fingers around it and stroke a couple of times. “Is this what it's like to have a dick?”
Even Hawk's lips quirk a little. “Someone get me a glove,” he demands. Snark pulls open the nightstand drawer to fish out a square piece of plastic packaging.
“Wait,” I say. God, this is stupid. Crazy. No worse than what's happened before. But my time with Hawk is still fresh in my mind, and how I thought then. And while I've obviously been pretty busy recently, I've been thinking about it. More and more.
“You okay?” Bear frowns in concern. “Too much so soon?”
“No. God no. I was just thinking… if…” I trail off and gather all my courage. “If you don't want to wear one, I… I'm okay with that.”
The room falls completely silent. Was that too much for them? Too soon?
“Listen, it scares the hell out of me, but I wasn’t ready for Izzy, and she's the most amazing thing in my life. We're already tied together forever. You, me, Izzy. I screwed up in so many ways, but look at how amazing she turned out. If that's how it went when I screwed up, how good will it be if we do it the right way? I mean, unless you guys don't want to.” Suddenly, I'm so insecure.
One thing's for sure, parts of them want to. I'm looking at the four hardest cocks I've seen in my life.
Hawk flexes his so it pushes up against me. “Does this look like I don't fucking want to?”
“Are you sure?” asks Bear. He might look concerned, but his massive dick's also pointing straight at the ceiling, so I'm getting mixed messages.
“I always wanted siblings growing up, and I see how you look every time you talk about yours. Besides, in a club full of bikers, I think Izzy's going to need all the support she can get. This isn't exactly a prime daycare.” I try to laugh it off. They're dumb reasons, but the truth is that it's what I want, and I'm pretty sure it's what they want. “But if you guys don’t want to, then—”
Hawk grips my waist and lifts me like I forgot to bring all my weight today. I let out a surprised squeak, that's cut short the moment I feel the hard, bare tip of him against me. Then he eases me down.
I brace against his chest as he fills me, skin on skin—and just a bit of smooth metal that's touching me in ways I've never felt before. Good ways. “Oh God,” I gasp as my ass settles against his thighs.
“Fuck, that's good,” he hisses. “You ready for all that cock, baby girl? Because by the time we're done, there'll be so much cum in you, you'll fucking taste it.”
I raise my hips, going up on my knees until just the tip of him is in me, then look right down at him. His black eyes are wide with lust. “I can't fucking wait.”
He groans as I let myself down, then renews his grip on my hips, taking over control of our pace. He lifts and pulls me, every stroke filling me completely. His piercing rubs me in places I didn't know I had inside me, and his thickness stretches me just right. I love all the guys' cocks, but right here, right now, Hawk fills me just right.
“Fuck,” he hisses, his jaw tightening. His heart pounds under my hands and he's breathing faster and faster. He tries to slow me down, to make it last, but I put all my strength into pushing back down. “Oh fuck!” When I'm fully seated, his length touching me all the way to the bottom, he holds me in place and swells. Liquid heat spreads inside me as he pulses over and over. I know it's my imagination, but I think I can feel each spurt as it fills me.
The implication makes me shiver, makes me even hornier. The moment Hawk lets go of my waist, I roll off him, whimpering as he slides out. I land on my back.
Viking is on me as quickly as I can spread my legs. “Fuck,” he groans as he pushes into my soaked pussy. Between my slickness and the generous load Hawk put in me, he slides right in until we're connected, hip to hip.
Then we fuck, rough and fast. He brings my ankles up to his shoulders, rolling me backward and giving him full access to pound away. I moan each time he drives into me, gathering my breasts with one arm to keep them from moving so violently and clutching the sheets with the other. I’m being ravaged in true Viking fashion.