Lucky's Choice
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“In that case, I agree.” Willa smiled back. “The last thing I need is to deal with a teenager whose hormones are going crazy over a bad boy.”
“Take it from me; some bad boys are worth the trouble,” Rachel quipped.
“I’ll take your word for it.” Willa said tiredly, already thinking of the baking she was going to have to do before she could go to bed.
A strange look crossed Rachel’s face. “I have a feeling you’re going to find out for yourself.” Her hand dropped to her side when Willa took a step back. “Goodnight.”
Willa closed the door after Rachel left, shivering at Rachel’s words. She didn’t need any more trouble in her life. She was almost at her breaking point.
“God, if you’re listening, please … please let me get these children settled before anything else can go wrong. If not, then give me the strength to bear whatever you have in store for me because, from that look on Rachel’s face, I’m going to need all the help I can get.”
* * *
Lucky stared out the window into the darkness of the mountains, seeing a lone figure walking across the backyard. He watched as Lily stood, staring out at the mountains with her head bowed, and he felt a lump rise in his throat. No other parishioner had more faith than the woman who was obviously praying.
As a flicker of movement caught his attention, he turned his gaze to where Shade stood in the shadows of the gazebo, keeping his wife within view. Lucky’s mouth quirked. The lucky bastard kept Lily on a tight leash she was unaware of, or if she was, she didn’t mind. Lucky hadn’t figured out which one it was yet.
“You done?”
Rider’s question drew his focus back toward the bed he had just left.
“Not yet.”
Indifferently, Lucky stared at the woman lying on the bed, sucking Rider’s cock. Her body bore the marks of the rough sex he enjoyed, her ass bright red from his hand.
At his words, her gaze met his with trepidation. The woman hadn’t even blinked one of her impossibly long, fake eyelashes when he had asked if she wanted Rider to join them.
Lucky felt his tired cock twitch. The way she looked at him reminded him of Willa—fear and need intermingled. In Anna’s eyes, need reigned supreme, while Willa’s fear always had the upper hand when he was around.
Lucky let the curtain drop back in place, squelching the internal struggle he fought daily. He went to the bed, staring down at Anna sucking Rider’s dick, his own hardening and jutting upward. Leaning down, he moved his hand through her hair, pulling it back and forcing her to release the cock she had been eagerly enjoying.
“Dammit, Lucky, I was about to come!” Rider complained.
“Did I tell her to let you come?”
Rider’s head fell back against the headboard. “Brother, you’re killin’ me.”
They had begun the night in his room then made their way to the main floor for a few beers before heading upstairs to Rider’s room. Lucky made sure to leave the door open for anyone else who wanted to join in the impromptu orgy.
Viper secluded Winter in his bedroom whenever Lucky wanted to play since he was still uncomfortable to do so in front of her, but not to the extent he was with Lily. Therefore, the night had been a much needed release from the façade he still presented in front of Lily.
Lucky refused to admit to himself that guilt was the reason. He wasn’t the man Lily believed he was, and he never would be.
Lucky reached over to the night table beside Rider’s bed. Picking up the red candle, he held it over the blonde staring up at him cautiously. Her hand went behind her back to cover one rosy cheek.
“What’s your safe word?” Lucky took a step back from the bed, giving her space to make up her mind. “You just want to fuck? ‘Cause we don’t have to play if you’ve had enough.”
“Fire.” She licked her bottom lip. “I want to play, and I never have enough.”
I would bet my last paycheck on that statement being true, he thought cynically.
Lucky tipped the candle, the hot wax slipping over the edge and dripping onto her stomach in a stream which trickled toward her cunt, stopping a centimeter from the fleshy lips, making the woman moan in ecstasy.
Lucky set the candle back onto the nightstand before reaching for the lethal looking knife he had placed there earlier. Expertly, he leaned over Anna, letting the tip of the knife rest against the base of her throat before sliding it down between her breasts toward her stomach without leaving so much as a scratch on her flesh. When he came to the line of wax, the knife slipped under it, removing it deftly and leaving behind a faint red line.
The hand holding the knife went upward before striking downward, burying the knife in the mattress between her splayed thighs, a hairsbreadth from her glistening pussy.
“Fuck, Lucky, you’re going to ruin my mattress.”
Lucky rose, lifting a brow at Rider’s hand on his cock as he tried to give himself the orgasm Lucky had interrupted.
Anna’s eyes narrowed in jealousy as Raci and Jewell strode in barely clothed and jumped on the bed.
Lucky made a couple of tsk sounds at the woman’s reaction. “I told you not to put your mouth on him. You were supposed to use your hand. Rider can’t resist coming in a woman’s mouth.”
His hands went to her thighs, tugging her downward until her clit rested against the hilt of the knife.
“Am I playing or watching?” Raci asked, staring enviously at Anna.
“Playing. Rider could use some help.” Lucky mocked Rider’s frustrated groan.
The brother was putty in a woman’s hand when she had her mouth on his dick, and Lucky had wanted to make sure the brother’s dick would be too sore from the hand jobs to ride his bike for a week, much less chase after Willa.
Raci immediately crawled toward Rider, hooking a knee over his hip before sliding her pussy down on his cock that he had rolled a condom onto before taking her hips and slamming his dick deep inside of her.
“What about me?” Jewell pouted.
“Have I ever left you out?” Lucky reached beside Anna, dragging Jewell across the bed toward him until she was hanging off the side of the bed. He reached for a condom on the nightstand, expertly sliding it on his thick cock.
If he and Rider fucked anymore tonight, they were going to have to grab more condoms from one of the other brothers.
When he was covered, he parted Jewell’s pussy lips with his fingers, seeing she was more than ready for his cock. Her perfect pussy was red and shiny, waiting to be plundered.
As Lucky placed the tip of his cock at her entrance, thrusting inside of her in one stroke, she arched, jutting her breasts upward. Lying next to them, Anna groaned, as if she was the one he had entered. Lucky watched her rub her clit against the hilt of the knife as she watched the two couples fucking.
Jewell writhed under his steady strokes as his hands gripped her hips, raising her ass off the bed so he could fuck her harder. She clawed at the sheets as his cock slid through her tight pussy. It never failed to surprise Lucky how good it felt to fuck her.
“Take it from me; some bad boys are worth the trouble,” Rachel quipped.
“I’ll take your word for it.” Willa said tiredly, already thinking of the baking she was going to have to do before she could go to bed.
A strange look crossed Rachel’s face. “I have a feeling you’re going to find out for yourself.” Her hand dropped to her side when Willa took a step back. “Goodnight.”
Willa closed the door after Rachel left, shivering at Rachel’s words. She didn’t need any more trouble in her life. She was almost at her breaking point.
“God, if you’re listening, please … please let me get these children settled before anything else can go wrong. If not, then give me the strength to bear whatever you have in store for me because, from that look on Rachel’s face, I’m going to need all the help I can get.”
* * *
Lucky stared out the window into the darkness of the mountains, seeing a lone figure walking across the backyard. He watched as Lily stood, staring out at the mountains with her head bowed, and he felt a lump rise in his throat. No other parishioner had more faith than the woman who was obviously praying.
As a flicker of movement caught his attention, he turned his gaze to where Shade stood in the shadows of the gazebo, keeping his wife within view. Lucky’s mouth quirked. The lucky bastard kept Lily on a tight leash she was unaware of, or if she was, she didn’t mind. Lucky hadn’t figured out which one it was yet.
“You done?”
Rider’s question drew his focus back toward the bed he had just left.
“Not yet.”
Indifferently, Lucky stared at the woman lying on the bed, sucking Rider’s cock. Her body bore the marks of the rough sex he enjoyed, her ass bright red from his hand.
At his words, her gaze met his with trepidation. The woman hadn’t even blinked one of her impossibly long, fake eyelashes when he had asked if she wanted Rider to join them.
Lucky felt his tired cock twitch. The way she looked at him reminded him of Willa—fear and need intermingled. In Anna’s eyes, need reigned supreme, while Willa’s fear always had the upper hand when he was around.
Lucky let the curtain drop back in place, squelching the internal struggle he fought daily. He went to the bed, staring down at Anna sucking Rider’s dick, his own hardening and jutting upward. Leaning down, he moved his hand through her hair, pulling it back and forcing her to release the cock she had been eagerly enjoying.
“Dammit, Lucky, I was about to come!” Rider complained.
“Did I tell her to let you come?”
Rider’s head fell back against the headboard. “Brother, you’re killin’ me.”
They had begun the night in his room then made their way to the main floor for a few beers before heading upstairs to Rider’s room. Lucky made sure to leave the door open for anyone else who wanted to join in the impromptu orgy.
Viper secluded Winter in his bedroom whenever Lucky wanted to play since he was still uncomfortable to do so in front of her, but not to the extent he was with Lily. Therefore, the night had been a much needed release from the façade he still presented in front of Lily.
Lucky refused to admit to himself that guilt was the reason. He wasn’t the man Lily believed he was, and he never would be.
Lucky reached over to the night table beside Rider’s bed. Picking up the red candle, he held it over the blonde staring up at him cautiously. Her hand went behind her back to cover one rosy cheek.
“What’s your safe word?” Lucky took a step back from the bed, giving her space to make up her mind. “You just want to fuck? ‘Cause we don’t have to play if you’ve had enough.”
“Fire.” She licked her bottom lip. “I want to play, and I never have enough.”
I would bet my last paycheck on that statement being true, he thought cynically.
Lucky tipped the candle, the hot wax slipping over the edge and dripping onto her stomach in a stream which trickled toward her cunt, stopping a centimeter from the fleshy lips, making the woman moan in ecstasy.
Lucky set the candle back onto the nightstand before reaching for the lethal looking knife he had placed there earlier. Expertly, he leaned over Anna, letting the tip of the knife rest against the base of her throat before sliding it down between her breasts toward her stomach without leaving so much as a scratch on her flesh. When he came to the line of wax, the knife slipped under it, removing it deftly and leaving behind a faint red line.
The hand holding the knife went upward before striking downward, burying the knife in the mattress between her splayed thighs, a hairsbreadth from her glistening pussy.
“Fuck, Lucky, you’re going to ruin my mattress.”
Lucky rose, lifting a brow at Rider’s hand on his cock as he tried to give himself the orgasm Lucky had interrupted.
Anna’s eyes narrowed in jealousy as Raci and Jewell strode in barely clothed and jumped on the bed.
Lucky made a couple of tsk sounds at the woman’s reaction. “I told you not to put your mouth on him. You were supposed to use your hand. Rider can’t resist coming in a woman’s mouth.”
His hands went to her thighs, tugging her downward until her clit rested against the hilt of the knife.
“Am I playing or watching?” Raci asked, staring enviously at Anna.
“Playing. Rider could use some help.” Lucky mocked Rider’s frustrated groan.
The brother was putty in a woman’s hand when she had her mouth on his dick, and Lucky had wanted to make sure the brother’s dick would be too sore from the hand jobs to ride his bike for a week, much less chase after Willa.
Raci immediately crawled toward Rider, hooking a knee over his hip before sliding her pussy down on his cock that he had rolled a condom onto before taking her hips and slamming his dick deep inside of her.
“What about me?” Jewell pouted.
“Have I ever left you out?” Lucky reached beside Anna, dragging Jewell across the bed toward him until she was hanging off the side of the bed. He reached for a condom on the nightstand, expertly sliding it on his thick cock.
If he and Rider fucked anymore tonight, they were going to have to grab more condoms from one of the other brothers.
When he was covered, he parted Jewell’s pussy lips with his fingers, seeing she was more than ready for his cock. Her perfect pussy was red and shiny, waiting to be plundered.
As Lucky placed the tip of his cock at her entrance, thrusting inside of her in one stroke, she arched, jutting her breasts upward. Lying next to them, Anna groaned, as if she was the one he had entered. Lucky watched her rub her clit against the hilt of the knife as she watched the two couples fucking.
Jewell writhed under his steady strokes as his hands gripped her hips, raising her ass off the bed so he could fuck her harder. She clawed at the sheets as his cock slid through her tight pussy. It never failed to surprise Lucky how good it felt to fuck her.
