Page 82 of Filthy Love

But first. He pulled Zofia across the comforter by the ankles. She wasn’t shy in opening her thighs. “I need something from you first,” he charmed and fed his big cock into her. Going and going and going until she groaned languidly, as he hit bottom.

When Lawless pulled free the condom was soaked.

“Can’t fuck your man without a bit of lube, now can I? Or you’ll be tending to his sore ass for days.” He directed at her saucily.

She lapped up the attention and the prospect of watching her man take a dick for the first time.That she knew of.Sly Alex was not a first to the queer attention, that much Lawless recognized, what with the way he was eye-fucking Lawless eager as a goddamn Labrador, he all but wagged his tail.

The cock pointing at him was stiff as a board.

“This isn’t what we agreed to, Zo. I don’t think …” no time for thinking when Lawless edged his way inside and didn’t stop until he got past the ring of muscle.

And what do you know. Alex soon changed his mind. His grunt ricocheted off every wall, his strong back arched up like a cat in heat.

Zofia rolled to the head of the bed, her naughty fingers whittling between her slick thighs, watching the whole thing. “Slide down.” Lawless told her. “You want to lick her, don’t you?” He gripped the male hips and shoved forward forcing an answer in the form of a pleasured groan.

Soon all three were in motion.

It was a good orgasm, Law, thought, dumping the condom in the bathroom. Not one of his best, but while in Rome.

Washing up at the sink, he soaped under his nails, around his wrists. Methodical tending to his skin, he met his own reflection in the mirror above the sink.

He heard voices quiet and hushed.

The naughty meat whispering about him?

Maybe deciding on aYelprating.

He smirked. Predictable.

Just as he thought when the door edged open and in slid Alex, closing it behind him. “Mind if I take a piss? Zo is thinking we order in some food, man. What do you think?”

A measured brow and silence from Lawless, he waited for the other male to sidle his naked form up to him. Law watched him in the mirror while he dried his hands.

“That was eh… yeah.” Nervous laugh. His dick was not very nervous. Already semi-hard, Law observed.

It didn’t matter the level of intelligence a man had, even one like Lawless who was constantly poking into things, he hadn’t risen to the height of mind reading just yet, pity really. He wondered what nasty thoughts were flitting through this one’s mind as he deliberately allowed silence to shroud through the room. He tossed the towel and turned around, resting his ass on the countertop. Though he slouched, with his legs crossed at the ankle, he was still taller than Alex. A fact of which made those gray eyes gleam raking over Lawless’ brawny torso.

“You don’t say much do you?”

“Does that bother you?”

“Nah, man. When my girl gets going she can talk for ten people, gets annoying after a while, you know.” Boston inflected into his voice.

Something about the way this guy said it clawed the inside of his spine.

He hated disloyalty. Fucking hated it. He’d kill a motherfucker at the first sign of betrayal against him, no questions asked no chances given.

If he believed in any of the almighty gods he’d thank them for his club brothers.

Loyal always.

This bad fish with his growing meat hanging between his legs wasn’t showing the proper sense of loyalty to his woman.

Lawless wouldn’t want an old lady. Not for any fucked-up, damaged reason, he was as sane as the next pup who was tossed out with the trash when he was a kid.Momma, where did you go?It was more the fact of boredom.

What kind of woman would she need to be to see to all Lawless’ ticks and fancies? She’d never get any sleep. Same went for a male lover if he were tallying up life partner candidates.

He’d be the dickhead with one hundred cats who yelled at the neighborhood kids to stay off his fucking lawn.

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