Page 80 of Rider Daddies
Things start to get pretty fucking erratic when he decides to make her change position. Of course Ryder has to be different. I’m too aroused to make a comment, so I just roll my eyes and let him get on with it, watching as Lucia obeys his commands.
She’s basically folded in half over the table, the top half of her body hanging down, ass in the air.
He slaps the booty cheek that isn’t tattooed.
She gasps, surprised, arching her back to get ready for her third and final fuck of the night.
For this round, I decide to walk around to her face. My intention was to kiss her, but Lucia grabs my cock instead and starts sucking, my entire length deep down her throat.
“You’re gonna kill me, sweetheart.”
“Would that be so bad?”
It’s easy to overlook the bizarre comment when your entire cock is inside a mouth as pretty as hers. I watch her soft, poutylips curl around my dick, her eyelashes fluttering closed as she concentrates on both her orgasm, and my own.
Ash holds her body in place as Ryder pounds into her hard.
But she takes him well. She handles all of us amazingly.
I grab her breasts and squeeze them, watching as the flesh contorts under my fingers. It’s hard to wrap my head around this—that she’s naked. And we just fucked.
I was starting to think the odds were against us.
I stare at her hard nipple, in awe that this is actually happening.
Just in time, I take my cock from out of her mouth, the entire thing coated in a layer of her saliva. And then I come, this time over her breasts, wanting to mark them as mine.
She finishes hard, her scream so loud that it wouldn’t surprise me if it’s woken up the other side of the world.
Nobody speaks afterward. Silence fills the tattoo parlor, one that starts to ring loud in my ears like it’s trying to get my attention and remind me what the fuck just happened.
Good news is—the tattoo is still intact on her booty cheek.
Bad news: So far, she only belongs to Ash and Ryder.
I zip up my pants and walk around to the other side of the room, picking up the abandoned needle on the floor.
“What are you doing?” Ash asks without looking at me.
“Finishing what we started.”
“Not now.”
“Yes, now,” interjects Lucia, still completely naked on the table. “All three or nothing. That was the rule.”
I smile and fix up the cartridge, leaning over to begin my signature.
Ryder’s is still only half-done, but he can fix it at a later date when he’s over the embarrassment.
Ash looks just as embarrassed.
The pair of them look like they’re waiting to confess in the name of Christ, both unable to look anyone in the eye. Fucking a woman in front of your two brothers shouldn’t be recommended, but they’re only tensing up about it now because it’s over. Because now it’s time to step back into reality.
But nobody was bothered in the moment.
In fact, I’m not bothered now.
My hand is steady as I feed the ink into Lucia’s precious skin. She sighs, head relaxed into the pillow like a princess going down for a nap.
