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Chapter One

Ithrust into the woman beneath me. I couldn’t remember her name for the life of me, and I didn’t really care. She was paying for the gangbang experience, so that’s what I was giving her. Well, me and six of my guys. She was eighteen, signed the waiver, and had a tight pussy. Since she wasn’t a regular, nor did she provide us with proof that she’s on birth control, we’re all wearing rubbers.

I was on my second round with her. At thirty-five, I was usually good for two rounds in a single shoot. It helped that I had two of my girls off camera ready to suck any guy back to life that needed the extra edge. I wasn’t there yet, but I’d debated on it today. Eighteen-year-old pussy had a way of keeping a guy hard.

The basement of my house was currently a sweaty den of sin. Just the way I liked it. During the day, my surf shop down at Banzai Pipeline kept me occupied between catching some waves. My small farm didn’t take much upkeep, but I had a pair of twins who helped out for free rent. When I wasn’t surfing or riding my horse, Koa, I was fucking. A while back, I got into some money problems, and what was it they say on the Mainland? ‘If you love what you do, you’ll never work a day in your life’? Well, I loved fucking, so I figured I might as well get paid for it.

Never expected to be running a full porn business with employees six years later. I had a few regulars who were ‘guests’, but most of my cam guys and girls were on the payroll. Eventually, I even took the twins on as employees of the porn business too. I had no idea which one was which, but one was currently lying under the tourist with his dick in her ass and playing with her tits while his brother was lying over her fucking her mouth with his mouth down at her clit. They’d been sandwiched with her for a bit like that, with the rest of us rotating taking her cunt. For the sake of the shoot, I was going to need them to switch things up, but I wanted to cum first. Whichever twin was in her ass had a nice rhythm going with me, and I didn’t want to mess that up. Two other guys stood around us getting hand jobs from the girl.

I clenched my teeth at the sudden ringing of a phone. Fucking hell! Well, the take was ruined anyway. We were going to have to cut this part out regardless. Dammit. I hated when we had to split the shoot.

“Who the fuck left their fucking phone on during a shoot?” I snapped, still driving my cock into the eighteen year old. She moaned even louder around the twin’s cock. “Whoever the fuck it is, you’re fired!”

Tangaloa, my ex-brother-in-law and best friend, laughed as he walked over to me. “Then you’re going to have to fire yourself, asshole,” he said before tossing me my ringing phone.

I caught the device against my naked chest, almost dropping it. My hips never lost their rhythm, my dick loving the tight wetness currently engulfing it. The twins paused, but when they realized I hadn’t stopped, they kept going too.

I was about to throw my phone across the room, pissed that my oversight had ruined the take, but then I saw who was calling. ElrikJameson.

Fuck.

My eyes went skyward for a moment as I sent a silent message to Wakea for patience. I caught Tangaloa’s eye as I answered the phone. He stopped the cameras immediately, understanding my look. If Jameson was calling me, nothing good was about to happen. Fuck.

“Jameson,” I answered. I could feel the girl’s inner walls start to quake around my dick. She was likely in such an orgasmic high that she didn’t even realize the interruption. Good. I was going to have to refund her money, so the least my guys and I could do was continue to give her orgasms as compensation.

“Paniolo.”

I grunted, and not just because the girl’s walls were squeezing me like a vice. Fuckinghaolesand their need for nicknames. Didn’t take a genius to figure out mine. I was a Hawai‘ian cowboy, which was called apanioloin my language. No brain power was used in that decision.

I increased my speed, chasing the high I knew was coming. There was nothing in the world like the feel of a tight pussy around my dick.

“Calling in that favor you owe me so stop fucking whatever slut is currently spreading her legs for you.”

My balls tightened, and not in a good way. God fucking dammit! If it wasanyoneelse in the world… The twins kept going at it like they’d taken some little blue pills prior to the shoot. I doubted they did. Perks of being twenty-one and all. The bounce back was almost instant. I, however, had to take a step back, grabbing the edge of the condom as I did. Immediately, one of the guys who’d been getting a hand job moved to take my place. He started to roll a new condom down his dick, but I stopped him with a hand on his chest. My dick was hard as a rock and still standing at attention, and fuck me, because all the blood in my body was supporting it and not my brain.

And I needed a clear head to deal with Elrik Jameson. The man was just, but there was only one law he obeyed:his.

Jameson was the National President of the Royal Bastards MC. As in, he was the head of it. I didn’t even know how many chapters there were anymore. They just kept popping up like zits on a teen. I loved my bike, and I could appreciate the lifestyle, but I was not interested in the cut Jameson had offered me years ago. It just wasn’t for me. My island had the occasional motorcycle club ride through, but there weren’t any big hitters in our area. Plus, if I did start a club, it would be my way and my rules. I did not want to be answering to somehaole.

Even if thathaolehad saved my life once.

Fucking fuckery. Ididowe Jameson a favor. “You’re timing sucks,” I growled into the phone. I swatted whichever twin was on top. He lifted his head up. As he stood, he adjusted her head to keep his dick in her mouth as he raised an eyebrow at me in question.

“I don’t give a shit,” Jameson growled in his gravelly voice that portrayed years of smoking. “We had reports that the Bloody Scorpions were in Hawaii. I sent two of my guys from the LA Chapter down. They got there three days ago and today confirmed our suspicions. The Bloody Scorpionsarein Oahu.”

Fuck me up the ass. I’d heard of the Bloody Scorpions. Who the fuck hadn’t? They were a blight on an already shitty world, but I’d never heard of them stepping foot on my island before. Jameson had already ruined this for me. If only my phone had been muted, I could have listened to all of this on fucking voicemail instead of having to suffer through blue balls to hear it now.

“Let me get somewhere more private.” I slapped the twin under her on the ass. “Switch it up. Unless you’re going to DP her.” She hadn’t ruled out two cocks in the same hole when she’d signed the waiver.

The other twin, the one on top, slipped his dick out of her mouth so fast that the girl choked at the sudden rush of air. Someone threw him a condom and a bottle of lube. Next thing I know, the twins are lying crooked under her while squeezing the second one’s dick into her ass too. Then Kanoa, who’d been about to take my place, finished putting the condom on his dick and started to push into her pussy.

I shook my head. I was all for a DP or a TP, but damn. Some bitches were just crazy. Because of how the twins were lying, they could barely move now, so it was Kanoa’s thrusts that would drive the girl to her next orgasm.

I had to admit, the sight was fucking hot. And it was not helping my raging erection die down. Grabbing a cold water bottle, I headed for the stairs that led up to the main part of my house. Tangaloa was in my kitchen smoking a joint as I came up. He didn’t even question my nudity, knowing that I wasn’t going to be putting any clothes on until I took a shower or bathed in the sea.

The best part about my land was that it butted up to another property that had a private beach. I didn’t know the new owners well, only that they were from the Mainland and were into some kinky shit. I caught them fucking a time or two on their beach. They were cool with me using their access to the ocean and didn’t seem to mind the audience.

Leaning against the counter, I placed the cold water bottle against my dick. A sound adjacent to a snake’s hiss escaped my mouth as my dick shriveled and screamed in protest. It was painful and it was awful, but at least it shocked me out of my orgasm haze. When I couldn’t take anymore, I tossed the bottle into the sink behind me and quickly grabbed the joint from Tangaloa. The earthy tones filled my nostrils as I took a puff before handing it back.