Page 44 of Courting the Consequences

Johnny grinned and bore it. Not many people understood how he could share everything with Derrick and Kevin, especially a woman. It just came naturally to them. After a decade in the Marines together, they were used to sharing everything and to sleeping next to each other on the ground, sharing body heat. Johnny often woke up in the middle of the night and reached out for his brother, to make sure he was still alive, only to find empty air.

After waking up in the middle of the night one too many times and reaching out for a brother only to startle the woman who’d shared his bed, Johnny had brought it up to his brothers. While they hadn’t talked about it, Johnny had heard his brothers shout out in their sleep in the middle of the night as well.

Both Kevin and Derrick had looked relieved when he broached the topic of sharing, as if they had been thinking the same thing. Now, on nights they didn’t have a woman between them, they often fell into the same bed together when the nightmares became too heavy. They were brothers in every sense of the word and leaned on each other when needed.

Once the meeting with Mammoth and Hotrod was done, they left the clubhouse quickly, not wanting to get sucked into another conversation and leave Kara alone with Derrick for too long. Johnny was alright sharing with his brothers to a point. Then he needed to join in too.

The ride to the west side was peaceful. Traffic had tapered off from the rush hour madness of a Friday night. Kara’s house was twenty minutes from the clubhouse and nestled into an older neighborhood with deep lots and old trees. It was one of those neighborhoods that was starting to tear down the older, smaller homes to build McMansions on the large lots.

Kara’s home had surprised him the first time he saw it. It was a new, modern Craftsman with four bedrooms and a two-car garage, but compared to the McMansions in the neighborhood, it was modest and small.

He and Kevin pulled in the driveway and into the open garage. They parked next to Derrick’s motorcycle and shut off their bikes. With any luck, their boy would have her already relaxed and ready for a couple orgasms.

Kara groaned as Derrick’s fingers worked magic on her sore neck and shoulders. The bathwater was warm around them. She leaned against his naked chest and sighed. Her eyes closed, she let him manipulate her muscles into submission.

Her tummy growled and she grumbled. “I’m starving, but I don’t want you to stop.”

There was a knock on the bathroom door before it was pushed open. She cracked her eyes to see Johnny and Kevin walk in the master bathroom. “Fucking beautiful, Princess,” Johnny murmured.

She grinned and closed her eyes again, not caring that she was completely naked and on display for them. “How you doing, baby?” Kevin’s voice was soft and closer to her.

“Hungry,” she murmured.

A hand dipped below the water and slid along her thigh. “Hungry, huh?” Kevin chuckled. “Hungry for what?”

“Food,” she replied instantly. “Real food. Pizza.”

Kevin chuckled and slid his hand up her thigh to her core. Derrick grabbed her other thigh and pulled her legs further apart. Kevin’s fingers slid into her cunt and she moaned softly. She peeked to see Kevin’s dark eyes close to hers. He had crouched down next to the tub to lean over the water.

Behind him, Johnny leaned back against the vanity, arms crossed over his chest as he watched her. The leather of his cut pulled across his chest.

Kevin twisted his fingers in her cunt and she gasped, her eyes flashing to his dark orbs.

Derrick slid his hands up her belly and ribs. He cupped her breasts and kneaded them. His fingers pinched her nipples and she groaned. Her eyes slid closed and she lost herself in the sensations. She felt weightless in the water. “What a beautiful whore.” Johnny’s voice was deep and sensual from across the bathroom.

She smiled and sighed as Derrick’s hands slid up her chest and around her shoulders. Kevin’s fingers in her pussy curled forward against her G-spot. She arched as his thumb circled her clit. One of Derrick’s arms wrapped around her ribcage and held her in place while Kevin increased his tempo.

She writhed on Derrick’s lap as much as he’d let her, water splashing gently. His other hand went to work on one of her tits, pinching down on a nipple as Kevin twisted her clit. “Come for me,” Johnny commanded from the vanity.

Kara moaned and threw her head back against Derrick’s shoulder as her orgasm rolled over her. Her body shuddered and shook as Kevin worked her pussy. “Good girl,” Kevin said before he gripped her jaw and kissed her roughly.

A while later, Kara was snuggled in her robe on the couch between Johnny and Kevin. She hadn’t bothered getting dressed after the bath. Pizza had been delivered, and they were relaxing while watching an action movie. “You guys really don’t have to stay with me,” Kara said, eyes on the TV. “I know you have that big fight you want to watch. I’m honestly just gonna pass out soon. My head’s feeling better.”

A hand came up on the back of her neck and squeezed. She jumped at the pressure but found she could not turn around. “Little whore,” Johnny growled in her ear. “Don’t presume to know where I’d rather be.”

Her heart skipped a beat and she flushed. “Safe words, Kara?” Kevin asked.

“Red for stop, yellow to slow down, and green for good,” she answered immediately.

“Good girl,” Kevin responded.

“On your knees,” Johnny said, pushing her forward.

She went easily and let him guide her between his sprawled legs. He tossed a throw pillow on the floor between his feet and she slowly knelt before him, knees on the pillow. Johnny reached for her plate on the coffee table and set it on the cushion next to him. Kara settled between his legs and waited.

He lifted her piece of pizza to her mouth and she took a tentative bite, her eyes on his. “Eat,” he nodded.

She settled further back onto her legs and rested her hands in her lap. She lowered her eyes and let her world narrow down to just the feel of the pillow beneath her knees and the soft material of her robe beneath her hands. She ate her pizza slowly and closed her eyes. She focused on the tastes and the textures.

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