Nomads' Fall: Burning Bastards MC (17 page)

She walked into the living room and the two men were slumped on the couch, sleeping. So much for worrying about them wanting to have sex in their drunken state, all she could do was grin at the sight of them. Their torsos were lying on the cushions, long legs spread out on the floor, heads almost touching where they’d fallen over. If she had a camera, the scene would be captured for all time. She pulled two flannel sheets from the linen closet and carefully covered each man. They’d ignored the sheets she gave them earlier in favor of bath towels to cover their equipment, but in the positions they landed, nothing was out of sight. She had to leave the room, or sit in the chair, staring at them—she wasn’t that much of a masochist.

The electricity blipped for a few minutes, and she almost panicked. When it came back on, she started turning off lights and making certain the house was locked up, before tossing the clean clothes into the dryer and going to bed. Between the two sexy bikers and the storm, tomorrow promised to be interesting.

*****

She woke from an erotic dream where she was,
oh God, this was no dream
, her leg was propped over the shoulder of Demon, and Knight was licking and sucking her breasts. He was devious in the way he manipulated each breast into hard points waiting for his touch. His lips licked and then sucked a small bit of flesh between them, ringing each nipple until she wanted to grab his head and direct those suctioning lips to the hard nubs.

Demon was no less devious in his teasing of her inner thighs and the seam of her body. His thumbs split the lips of her, “Oh, man, look at what I found. Hey, Knight, take a second to look at this, have you ever seen pussy that was this color pink?” His thumbs pushed up on her thick lips and exposed the tiny hood of her clit, with the little muscle peeking from under the cowl. “Fuck, I see you, little bit, I’ll get there soon enough.”

Jolly couldn’t believe he was actually talking to her body, it was crazy, but she loved it, and her clit loved it, showing its appreciation by making her wiggle her hips and whimper in need. She tried to suppress the noises she was making, but that wasn’t possible. His tongue was licking closer and closer to her clit with each small cry from her, or it seemed like it to her. Knight finally held her breasts in his hands and pushed them together so the travel time between nipples was miniscule.

His fingers circled the wrinkled areolas and his lips gave each a strong suck, repeating over and over again, driving her need. She arched her back when he lifted his head, and cried out when his fingers began pinching the nipples harder, pulling them up and twisting them. It was a sensation that was almost painful, but she loved it, and wanted more. She was panting by the time Knight finally used his tongue to explore every crevice of her mouth and lips.

Jolly felt Demon’s tongue finally flicking at her clit and cried out into the mouth that was glued to hers, and his tongue retreated. His lips ended the kiss but didn’t leave her skin. Instead he traveled down the ridge of her jawline, trailing to the base of her neck and shoulder. The feeling of his hot breath over the moist trail from his lips made her shiver. When her clit was sucked from its hiding place to be tormented between Demon’s teeth, she began to shake. The two long fingers he slid inside her vaginal entrance undid her. She screamed her pleasure through clenched jaws. His fingers continued to push in and out for long minutes afterwards, making her hips twitch from his touch on the over sensitive nerves.

Knight let go of her nubs and her back bowed from the feeling of the blood returning to her nipples, at the same time Demon’s fingers worked her G-spot into another body clenching orgasm.

“That’s right, ride my fingers. You have the sweetest tasting pussy I’ve ever eaten, now let’s see how much you like my cock.” She whimpered, raising her hips to meet his prick as he crawled up to kneel between her spread thighs. Her channel was still clenching from the last orgasm, but he pushed himself slowly inside.

There was no way to describe what he felt while her tunnel was being widened to accommodate his large size. Knight’s body was blocking his view of her face as he kept sinking into her tight wet heat.

He didn’t know she was digging her nails into his friend’s arm, and being mouth fucked with Knight’s tongue as she struggled to take his cock. All he felt were tight muscles surrounding his thick prick, and each inch caused her channel to clench, making it almost impossible for him to establish a rhythm until she was wide enough to take him easily. She wasn’t a virgin, but he’d bet she was damn close. “Like sticking my cock in a fucking vise, you keep clamping this pussy on me like that and I’m not gonna last much longer. Let up a little.”

His hands grabbed the cheeks of her ass, and lifted her up to his prick so he didn’t have to bow his back, or have Knight move out of the way. His view was better in this position too. “Ah fuck, man, feed her your prick. With lips like those, I bet it’s like fucking this tight pussy.”

Knight looked back at him and grinned. He turned back to Jolly and looked into her eyes. He could see she liked the idea from the way she looked down to where his dick was standing erect and licked those sexy lips he couldn’t stop kissing. Demon was working her body trying to get deeper inside her, and he wasn’t about to stick his own cock in her mouth while her body was moving so jerkily. He shook his head. “Not happening until you get inside, I’ve seen what happens when you seat that donkey dick of yours. She might end up biting my damn junk off.”

Jolly tried to keep silent while her greedy pussy was being stretched to the max. Demon’s prick was thicker than she could have imagined, but she found the idea of tasting Knight’s impressive cock to be something she almost desperately wanted. He leaned down and started sucking on her nipple again and she felt Demon hit as deep as he could go inside of her. When his prick kissed her cervix, she began to shake.
Holy fuck that hurt, but in a good way
, and she wanted more. When he began to draw out, she pushed her hips up, trying to recapture his marvelous thickness. She no longer cared if they heard her cries.

“Oh yes, more, I want, need more,” was screamed without a thought to silence. Demon began a slow sliding rhythm and she did her best to meet him on the downward thrust and kept pumping her hips to her own rhythm. When her hips were lowered to the mattress, she groaned in frustration. “Dammit, stop teasing and fuck me.”

Knight leaned further over her and said, “You might want to curb that demand a little, princess, Demon is trying not to tear you up by giving that pussy the pounding you deserve. Yelling at him will just egg him on, and you won’t like it if he fucks you raw the first time.” He shifted his body on the bed, and tapped her lips with his cock. “Now that he’s in, you can put that mouth to good use, no teeth. Open wide and show me what a set of lips like yours around my cock feels like.”

He tasted like, she couldn’t find anything in her memory to match what his flesh tasted like. There was a hint of soap, but she ignored that as her tongue swirled around the head of his prick, and the small bunch of skin located just under the cleft of the heart shaped head. He was more than a mouthful for sure, and she tried to suck him into her mouth as deeply as she could without gagging. The idea of possibly gagging with his prick in her mouth wasn’t exactly romantic. So she took him only until the back of her throat began to strain, then backed off and took him back to the same spot time after time while he held her head and told her that she was, “Fuckin’ hot to watch,” while she sucked his cock. By the time she felt his shaft begin to pulse, Demon had his hands full of her breasts, as his cock picked up a faster harder rhythm making her groan around the meat in her mouth. Knight pushed deeper into her throat, as the cum shot from his big prick, causing her to either swallow or choke. She swallowed as much as she could and felt him tremble slightly as she continued to suck his dick.

Demon slammed his cock deep and he felt every small grasp of her pink flesh on his cock. His flinger flicked her clit and she went off in a blaze of strong spasms surrounding his prick, milking him as he hosed her with his cum. “Fuck, princess, I’m dying here.” He stayed in place long enough for her to ride out the orgasm that had her body strung as tight as it could be.

The three of them laid there for long minutes, before she finally spoke. “That was amazing, just completely amazing.”

Demon propped himself up on his arm and grinned down at her. “It only gets better from here.” He trailed a finger around her nipples, causing them to harden again, and trailed that finger down around her stomach and to the top of her clit. That finger slid through the slit it found, and gently rubbed back and forth, before sliding through the soaked lips of her cunt and penetrating the entrance to the core of her.

“I like that you like what we did, and I know you’re a hot little piece, but you need to understand a few things. Number one, you never refuse this,” he curled his fingers inside her and pulled upwards with his words, “to either me or Knight. Number two, you don’t fuck anybody but us while we’re together unless we say so, and we won’t. Consider yourself our property and there shouldn’t be a problem. Number three, you got a problem with us, you tell us, you don’t go running off to daddy and causing a shit storm over nothing.” His fingers continued to saw in and out of her cunt as he spoke.

Knight took up where Demon had become quiet. “Number four, you need to understand the lingo, calling you a bitch or a slut to us, is like some candy ass calling his woman darling or sweetheart. So don’t get all pissy if you hear it coming from either of us. Number five, no disrespecting us, especially in front of the members. You got an issue, save it for later, keep that talented tongue of yours behind your teeth. You won’t like what happens if you forget it.”

Demon increased the speed of his fingers, and could feel her body begin to clamp and release, yeah, she was ready. “We’ll give you all of the pleasure one woman can handle as long as the arrangement lasts. I can feel you getting ready to come, go for it, I got you. You’re so fuckin’ beautiful when you come like this.”

She turned her head on the pillow and screamed while the sensations his fingers pulled from deep inside her body took a hold of her. Knight was hugging her upper torso close and she bit him on the shoulder raking her short nails down his forearm, still moving her hips to the rhythm Demon’s fingers set.

It took a few minutes for her to come back to reality and see that the men still had hard-ons and were smiling at her with intent. She grinned back at them. “A woman could get used to the two of you and she might get the wrong impression.” She sat up and moved her legs into a more comfortable position.

“Before we go for round two here, let me make sure I understand what you’re saying. I’m supposed to like being called those names. I can’t ever say ‘sorry, boys, not tonight, I have a headache’.” She was ticking off each “rule” with the fingers of her hand. “I can’t call you an asshole, for example, in front of your buddies. I stay monogamous, while you two fuck anything you please. And I can’t tell my father anything about us, because he’ll probably have you killed for making me unhappy. Is that what I just understood you two saying? Because if it is, I’ll take a pass. If all I get from the relationship is great sex, I can get that from any man or men that pride themselves on a job well done.”

Jolly climbed off the bed and stood on trembling legs, whose muscles had been stretched in new and wonderful ways. “You don’t know me if you think I’m the kind of woman that’ll be a fuck buddy that treats you like you’re more than casual lovers.

“I have a bit of bad news for you two. You don’t get to tell me what to do, how to think, or what I can or can’t say. You want respect? You want a mindless fuck doll, not a woman. I don’t sleep around because I’ve seen too many discarded toys walking around with the self-esteem of a whipped puppy.” She shook her head at the two men she knew she’d have a hard time forgetting when they left, but she
was not
going to become what they wanted.

“You can’t tell me to just respect you, try earning it. You want me to trust your words, but you obviously don’t trust me, or you wouldn’t have had to tell me not to fuck around. You want, you want. How about what I want? You might be the best sex I’ve ever had, that’s true, but when you consider I’ve only had one other man, who’s to say I couldn’t find someone equally good or maybe even better?”

That got a reaction out of both men. If she wasn’t feeling so fragile at the moment, she would have laughed. Their eyes narrowed at the mere mention of another man. Maybe, just maybe, they were worth taking the time and risk of creating a relationship. “Thanks for the morning sex, it was a great way to wake me up this morning.” She turned away and went to the dresser to get clean clothes for the day, and walked out of the bedroom.

Gladys called as Jolly made a pot of coffee. She wanted to know how much damage the storm had caused, and to tell her, “Georgie finally woke up around five this morning, and started yelling that his head hurt. He almost fell out of bed when I told him to shut it and stop his whining. The nurse pumped his ass full of pain meds and he’s sleeping again. They’re taking another cat scan today to make sure he’s out of danger, and once I hear he’ll be okay, I’m coming home. He won’t need me, and the Bastards can take it from there.”

She told Jolly where the chainsaws were kept, “Although I’m pretty sure we’ll have to call someone to use them. Even if we can pick them up, and cut a few small branches or trees, there’s no way that either one of us will be able to haul the wood.” She also really wanted a clean change of clothing. They chatted a few minutes more, and Jolly promised to be there as soon as she got her shit together for the day.

Rather than follow her inclination of letting the men fend for themselves, she started to mix the batter for baking soda biscuits, and when they were put in the oven to bake, she fried sausage and made white gravy to smother over the biscuits. Two fried eggs on the side of each plate, and breakfast was ready as far as she was concerned. It wasn’t fancy, but it would stay with them, and maybe soak up any excess alcohol obviously still messing with their better judgment. She yelled down the hall, “If you’re hungry, breakfast is waiting, if not, go without. By the way, your clothes are in the dryer.”