Chapter 2 Sydney

" H e's cute, huh?"

"Yeah," I agreed as Trojan walked toward the bar, out of earshot. "And he's a flirt."

"Totally. He seems to really like you, though." She shrugged. "Not a bad pick for the night."

"Possibly." Make that probably. Trojan definitely ticked off all my bad boy fantasy boxes. Sexy. Muscled. Rugged. Confident. Check, check, and check again.

"You look lonely, baby," a deep, raspy voice announced as I tore my gaze from the bar, staring into the deepest brown eyes I'd ever seen. They reminded me of milk chocolate and the man who owned them was as delicious as my favorite brand. His shaved head, short beard, and athletic build were all eye candy, but it was the black leather he wore, hugging the powerful muscles of his tall frame and tawny brown skin, that did me in.

The man only wore a vest, pants, and boots. His colorful tattoos covered his bare chest and stomach, his arms from shoulders to wrists, and crept up his neck.

"Hi."

"That a confirmation?" he asked with a chuckle, moving with a slow, deliberate saunter that reminded me of a predator closing in on its prey. "I sure wouldn't like to leave you weak and aching, Precious."

Weak and aching? Damn. I'd been that way for so long that I wondered if my pussy and clit still remembered how to function properly.

"Maybe," I flirted back, holding onto my decision to remain bold tonight and do whatever I wanted. No overthinking. No hesitation. For once, I put myself and my needs first.

And I needed dick. Thick, eager, and hard. Preferably for most of the night.

"Not maybe. It's a certainty," he murmured. "I accept the challenge."

"Of what?" I asked, already knowing he'd figured it out, and picked up on my silent cue.

"You. Me. Lots of skin on skin."

Yeah, he received the message loud and clear.

Trojan returned with my drink and pressed it into my hand. "One sex on the beach, Beautiful."

"Thanks." I took a couple of sips before meeting Trojan's grin.

"You ever had two men pleasuring you at the same time?"

If I hadn't swallowed my drink, I probably would have sprayed it all over Raptor and Trojan. "No."

"Then tonight should be the night."

Becca eyed the guys. "If she says no, you listen. If she wants to stop at any time, you don't keep pushing."

Raptor appeared offended. "Ain't never had to force a woman into my bed."

Trojan agreed.

"Good. Because Hades will chop off your dicks if that ever changes."

"Becs," I hissed.

She bumped her shoulder with mine. "Just looking after my girl. Now, go get fucked every way you can, and I mean that in orgasmic terms."

Jesus. "I don't know whether to laugh or smack you for that."

She batted her eyelashes. "You love me."

"I do."

She sauntered toward the bar, gaze fixed on Revenant as he took a long pull from his beer. She already had her night planned, too.

Trojan reached for my hand and entwined our fingers, leading me from the bar. "I've got the biggest bed."

If there was any doubt about what was about to happen, it no longer existed after his husky words.

We made it down the hall, up a flight of stairs, and stopped at a closed door. Trojan released my hand to unlock it, and that was when Raptor tilted my chin and stared into my eyes. The hungry look inside them caught me by surprise. He lowered his head and kissed me. His soft lips surprised me, but not nearly as much as the hard bulge between his legs as his body pressed to mine.

What else did I think would happen? Erections and sex were essential partners.

"You know what's even better than me eating your sweet pussy and you sucking off Trojan at the same time?" he asked as he pulled back.

I didn't have the ability to respond, still processing what he just said.

"You, me, and War fucking in this bed all night," he clarified as he slipped an arm around my waist and guided me into the room through the open door.

"Who's War?"

"Me, Gorgeous."

I turned my head, noticing the third biker in the room. He entered and closed the door as I reached the edge of the king-size bed. Three men. At the same time.

I didn't have enough eager holes for this. "No butt stuff," I blurted as three snickers followed.

"Yeah, We hear you," Raptor confirmed.

War headed toward me, stripping off his leather vest and tossing it onto the only table in the room. His shirt whipped over his head and hit the floor before he reached me. "Hey, Sydney."

"You know who I am?"

"Baby, we all know Becca and her best friend. You're among family here." His lips twitched. "Not us, though, to be clear."

Uh, yeah. Got that message.

Among the three, War was the most ruggedly handsome, with dark blond hair tied back with a strip of black leather, and mossy green eyes that held intelligence, determination, and a hard edge. Like he'd seen too much in life and had to carry a heavy burden. I felt an instant connection to him, a need to see the lines around his eyes soften. His dark ink covered his entire upper body. Enthralled, I itched to drag my fingers over every tattoo and hard muscle.

"How would this work? With all three of you?"

Yeah, I was considering it. Even though I just met War, I felt an attraction to him as strong as Raptor and Trojan.

"We pace ourselves," Trojan answered. "Here. Have a drink, Sydney."

I took the shot from his hand and tossed it back, coughing as the whiskey burned a pathway down my throat, warming as it hit my stomach.

"Another," he announced, pouring a refill.

"I don't want to be drunk for this," I replied after finishing the second shot.

"Not drunk," Raptor agreed. "Just a bit more relaxed."

Good point. I needed the help since I felt clueless and awkward and unaware of how to participate in a foursome.

Wow. I was going to fuck three guys at the same time.

"How does this work exactly?' I asked, reaching for the hem of my shirt. "Do I just, uh. . ."

"Get naked? Yeah, Precious, that's how it works." Raptor grinned before he reached for the bottle of whiskey and tilted it back, dropping a waterfall into his open mouth.

Trojan snatched it back, taking a long drink before handing it to War. "I bet it tastes even better off her skin."

War's lips spread into a grin. "Yeah. I need to find out."

"Take off your shirt, Beautiful. Show us what we want to see," Trojan ordered with a rasp.

Reaching for the hem, I lifted the material up my chest, over my lacy black bra, and over my head. I flung it aside, unsure where it landed.

"This bra needs to go," Raptor announced from behind me, undoing the clasp with quick, nimble fingers.

"Although it's fucking sexy the way it dips low enough to reveal the tip of your nipples," War added.

Exhilaration shot through me as War reached out and gripped the waist of my jeans, yanking me against him. God. He was all hard edges and sculpted muscle. A wall of strength that I fell against.

My bra slipped to the ground as my breasts smashed against War's chest. "Fuck, Gorgeous. You're too goddamn irresistible."

My hands gripped his arms, clasping around his biceps as my fingers brushed the tanned, inked skin.

War shuddered. He tore open the snap, ripped the zipper down, and impatiently pushed my jeans from my hips.

I tried not to stiffen as Raptor finished yanking them down my legs, ordering me to lift one foot at a time so he could remove them. My panties went at the same time. The black lace matched my bra, but no one commented on it.

War and Raptor switched places. I almost fell backward as Raptor lowered to his knees, but War slid his hands around my hips, curling to hold me upright. His lips lowered to my neck, lightly sucking on my skin as I moaned.

Raptor gave me no warning before he pressed his mouth to my pussy, gripping my ass at the same time as he pulled me into his face. "Oh," I gasped, moving my hips, unable to keep still as he circled my clit with his tongue. He flicked the bead, sucked it between his lips, and groaned.

"You taste so fucking good, Precious."

My body shivered as he kept up the assault on my clit, driving me wild and needy far faster than I would have imagined. It usually took longer for me to get in the mood, but not with Raptor, War, and Trojan. I wanted them, and maybe the extent of my arousal had to do with the fact that they wanted me just as much.

Raptor's fingers dug into my ass, gripping me tighter as he flicked over my clit, using that skilled tongue to make me wetter, slicker than I already was. I couldn't help sliding my hand over his head as War's hands cupped my breasts, tweaking my nipples as he nibbled on my neck.

Raptor ate me out like a starving man in need of a meal. He tongued my clit. Sucked on my swollen lips. But he didn't enter me, not even with his tongue. A needy whimper left my lips.

Trojan swooped in and kissed the last remnants from my lips. His tongue dueled with mine, and I swayed my hips, rocking into Raptor's face.

"Needy girl," he taunted, "so desperate for me to fuck that tight pussy. Want my fingers and tongue inside you?"

"Yes, Raptor," I panted, breaking Trojan's kiss.

Raptor poked his tongue inside me, holding my lower lips open for better access. I bucked, crying out as he inserted a finger, then two, giving me a couple of long, swift strokes.

I nearly screamed when he withdrew from my body and stood.

All three men were touching me at once. Hands roamed. Bodies grew hot and sweaty. They lingered, caressing every inch of my skin. It was a sweet torture, waiting, aching for more.

They easily maneuvered me to the mattress, resting my back against the soft surface. Trojan straddled my chest as I felt someone lift my hips. A pillow was pushed beneath my bottom.

Strong hands spread my legs wide.

This was happening. They were all going to fuck me.

My view was taken up by cock. Long, thick, beautiful, and so eager as it bobbed in the air above my face. I couldn't lean forward in this position, so Trojan let his body fall forward, bracing his hand above my head.

"Take me into your mouth, Beautiful."

He gripped his erection, pumping a few times as I opened my mouth, and he inched forward, sliding his dick inside. A soft, masculine grunt followed. I licked at the veins underneath the rigid length of him, sucking him between my lips. The salty, tangy taste aroused me further.

"Fuck," he cursed.

"She's so fucking wet," I heard Raptor say before he tongued my clit, and I moaned, tilting my hips in a silent plea.

"So primed and ready," War agreed.

I couldn't see them beyond Trojan's torso or his cock in my mouth. It turned me on even more, not knowing who touched me where and wondering what they would do next. Which dick would penetrate me first? Would I see the guy who fucked me, or would Trojan move and finally reveal who moved between my thighs?

Trojan began to move faster, pump harder, as I almost gagged. He caressed the side of my face with his free hand, abandoning his cock to me once I had him between my lips. He pistoned, using me to get off, and I loved it.

He grunted after a couple of minutes. "I'm gonna come, Bright Eyes. I'd prefer to spill into that pretty mouth."

I tried to nod but couldn't quite do it. He got the message.

After a few hard strokes where he hit the back of my throat, he groaned, shuddered, and filled my mouth with sticky, salty cum. I swallowed it down with ease. It wasn't hard when my throat muscles were already working as hard as they were.

Trojan pulled out and kissed me, sweeping his tongue into my mouth before he backed away. Fuck. That was hot. He had to have tasted his release on my tongue.

"Change of plans," Raptor announced. "Gonna flip you over first. War wants to go last."

He did?

Our eyes met, and he winked.

I gasped as my body flipped over, two sets of hands on my hips, putting me flat on my stomach. Raptor gripped my waist and pulled me back against him, ass in the air. I heard paper crinkling.

War kneeled on the bed, and his thick thighs filled my vision. He was heavily inked everywhere, not just his upper body. He must have spent years on his tattoos. On closer inspection, I noticed some of the skin was puffy or scarred beneath the ink, but I didn't linger on it. Maybe one day he would tell me. If we ever saw each other again after tonight.

His cock was huge. I knew it would be. Excitement and expectation coursed through me. I felt slick and wet between my legs. When was the last time I wanted to be fucked this badly? Our eyes met, and the heated lust in War's eyes left little doubt that he wanted me.

Maybe he wanted to go last to savor our connection and take his time. God. The thought of that made me shiver.

He watched my reaction and grinned.

I pitched forward when Raptor entered me. He didn't warn me, but I didn't mind. It wasn't like I didn't know it was happening. War distracted me for a minute, but that was all.

"Fuck," Raptor growled, pulling me backward with every thrust of his hips. "Damn, you're tight, Precious."

I heaved forward from the pounding he was giving me but kept returning my gaze to War. He never broke eye contact after that. An intense look dominated his face as he reached down, slowly guiding his hand along his length. Hard as steel, he stroked as I licked my lips.

Raptor was close. I could tell by the way his strokes changed. He reached down to press on my clit, rubbing circles into the nubbin as I jolted. Being so primed made it easy to come. I didn't last long before I wailed, feeling Raptor increase his punishing pace. I came hard, rocking back into Raptor's hips. He shuddered as he joined me, slipping free after several kisses along my back.

Trojan passed a condom into War's hand, and he ripped it open, rolling it down the eager, twitching length of his cock.

Raptor tossed his condom in the trash and reached for me, helping to roll me over until my back met the mattress. I couldn't say I wasn't thoroughly fucked and sated, but I wanted more. I needed to feel War.

Trojan pushed a pillow beneath my bottom and rose to kiss me. "Next time, I want to be inside you when I come."

Shyly, I nodded.

Would there be a next time? Who knew?

I didn't let my thoughts linger and focused on War instead. He climbed onto the bed, sliding his hand along my leg until his fingers curled around my hip.

"Finally, my turn," he rumbled as he settled between my thighs. His hand guided his cock to my pussy, poised at the wet entrance.

My nipples beaded with anticipation.

War's hips jutted forward, and I moaned as his cock stretched my walls in the most delicious, erotic, pained pleasure I'd ever known. God, he was big. The others weren't small by any standard, but War, wow . He withdrew, slowly returning, teasing me as his hooded eyes locked on my face.

"Fuck you feel good," he groaned. "Goddamn perfect."

"You feel good, too," I agreed, trying not to moan the words.

War's green eyes had darkened, and it was his gaze that set me on fire, brimming on the edge of a mind-blowing orgasm. I knew it would be him who would give it to me. There was something so raw and primal about War.

I gasped when his hips plunged deep, and he began plowing into me, driving hard as I rose off the mattress to meet him. We rutted into one another with abandon, grinding bodies together as he grunted.

"Come for me, Sydney."

He was the only one who'd said my name while inside me. It did something wicked to my body. I gripped his arms, pulling him closer to me as sweat clung to our skin. I wanted him to look into my eyes as I came.

War kept eye contact as his hand slid between us, pushing and circling my clit. That was all it took. I shattered as I came, riding a long wave of toe-curling bliss as he continued to fuck me. I trembled beneath him, calling his name as we rocked together.

"War!"

He shuddered, dick pulsing as he emptied into the condom, still pumping hard as he joined me. After a few more thrusts, he stilled, moving the sweaty hair out of my face that clung to my skin. I didn't expect him to kiss me.

It was gentle. Like a caress against my mouth.

War eased out of me and moved off the bed, disposing of the condom. He made a noise that alerted me to something and shook his head. I didn't know what seemed to bother him.

My eyes fluttered. I was exhausted. They wore me out. Briefly, I wondered if I should get up, but War lifted the sheet around me. "Sleep, Bright Eyes."

I didn't remember falling asleep or anything until much later.

At some point in the night, Trojan woke me with his lips on my pussy. That started another round where all of us came again. Twice.

I fell asleep with a smile on my lips.

When my eyes opened a second time, I couldn't tell what time it was or how long I'd been out. Early morning sunshine was trying to peek through the blinds on the window. No one else stirred.

I wasn't sure what spooked me or why I decided to leave. Maybe I didn't want to be rejected when they all woke. Or told to leave as if the sex had been nothing special. It didn't feel that way for me. Of course, I'd always been like this, too emotional and falling fast for the men I'd been with. Only three, but still, it was a pattern.

I preferred to protect my heart and gathered up my clothes as all three men lightly snored. They were worn out.

I wanted to avoid a walk of shame and quickly dressed. The strap of my purse draped across my chest before I slipped on my shoes. For a few seconds, I stared at the three bikers, remembering the night we shared.

I had to go. This would never work.

I slipped from the room, rushed down the hall, passed through the empty bar, and outdoors.

One of the prospects waved as I approached the gate. "Need me to call a cab?"

"No, I'm good."

"I'd rather make sure you're okay and get back home safely."

He had a point. "Okay."

They must have the number on speed dial. It took about fifteen minutes for my ride to show up. I sighed as I opened the door and sat down, wondering if Raptor, Trojan, and War would miss me or if they'd find solace in another woman the following night.

If they shared me so easily, it wasn't hard to guess they did it often.