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  The sound of the door closing behind her was worrisome, but the sound of the lock clicking over was downright ominous. Holy hell, what had she stirred up?

  “Delta, baby. You’ve been a bad little girl.”

  Chapter Seven

  “What are you going to do?” Delta asked with a generous amount of trepidation riding her hard.

  Walker’s smile turned to absolute glee as he rubbed his hands together. This didn’t bode well for her. Surely they wouldn’t hurt her. She was supposed to be under their protection. But looking from one to the other, Delta wasn’t so sure of that right then.

  “Come on, guys. If I’m going to run the bar and make it profitable, I needed to know more about it and the books. Dom said they would fill me in.” Delta felt like she was a tiny bug under a super microscope.

  “We didn’t say you couldn’t meet with them, darling,” Butch said in a slow drawl.

  “What we said was to wait on one of us to go with you.” This time Walker spoke.

  “If you can’t follow directions, we’re going to have a problem,” Butch said.

  “How can we trust you to do what we say when your life is in danger when you won’t follow them now?” Walker asked.

  “I will when we’re outside of the club, but I’m not in any danger here. I don’t see why you should be able to boss me around in here,” Delta said with as much confidence as she could manage with both of them less than two feet away staring down at her.

  “We can tell you to do anything we think is best for you at any time, darling,” Butch said. “You’re our old lady. That means you belong to us, and we’re responsible for you and everything concerning you.”

  “I’m not the one who put you in this mess, so don’t take it out on me. It’s not my fault you got stuck with me like this.” Delta hated that they were made to take her on as their old lady.

  It sucked for them since she wasn’t going to sleep with them. Well, it looked like she was going to sleep with them in the same bed, but she wasn’t fucking them. It wasn’t part of the deal when she’d asked them for a job. Knuckles had put too much of something in his words when Dom had talked to him on the phone. They were taking all of it way too seriously.

  Delta thought about the box she’d gotten and shivered. Well, maybe they weren’t, but expecting her to play house with these two men was asking a hell of a lot in return for giving her a job. The protection was appreciated, but it hadn’t been what she’d asked for. Damn Knuckles and damn her surging hormones! All their posturing was turning her on.

  “Stuck with you? You think we’re stuck with you?” Walker asked, stepping closer even as Butch pressed against her from behind.

  “Well aren’t you?” she asked in a near whisper.

  “Hell, no, sweetness. They tried to hook you up with Irish and Turk. They wanted you, too,” Walker said.

  “But we got you first, and we’re not about to let you get away from us, darling,” Butch finished.

  “Don’t I have some say in this?”

  “Nope. None whatsoever. You’re ours,” Walker said as he lowered his head and took possession of her lips.

  Damn! The man could kiss. Delta felt as if her toes were curling up in her shoes. He took control of her mouth, touching and probing every possible inch with his tongue. He kissed her like a man possessed and only pulled back when she’d whimpered into his mouth. He’d kissed her senseless leaving her head swimming from lack of oxygen.

  I don’t think I’ve ever been kissed like that before. I sure don’t remember nearly passing out after being kissed. Hell, I wasn’t even trying to pull away.

  “My turn, Delta.” Butch turned her around while she was still recovering from Walker’s kiss. “You’re ours, darling. Don’t forget that again.”

  One second she was fighting to regain her equilibrium and the next she was floating again. Butch conquered her mouth, taking possession of it as if her mouth belonged to him. It was all too good. She needed to stop him before she made a huge mistake. Where had the two men learned to kiss like that? Why couldn’t they be businessmen, construction workers, anything except bikers?

  Pressed between the two men’s bodies as she was, Delta was powerless to prevent her body from responding. Her nipples hardened and poked into Butch’s muscular chest. They ached for more, and she found herself rubbing them against the big biker. Despite her horror at how she was acting, Delta wanted nothing more than to rip the men’s shirts off and lick every delectable inch of their bodies.

  She could easily imagine them spread out on the bed next to one another and completely naked. She could run her tongue from one masculine nipple to the next and explore the way their abdomens rippled.

  I want to find out what they taste like and compare them. Would one be sweeter than the other? I sure as hell want to find out. Oh, yeah. Just like that. I’m so in over my head with these two.

  Even as she recognized that one of the men had a hand slipping between her waist and her panties, Delta knew her panties would be soaked. She sucked in her breath as a finger touched her pussy with the lightest of caresses. It lightly stroked her outer folds while one of them snuck a hand under her T-shirt to cup a bra-encased breast.

  “Oh, God,” she murmured when Butch released her from the kiss to nibble his way across her jaw to her ear.

  “Butch, darling. Remember my name. You’re going to be screaming it soon,” Butch said.

  “I can’t wait to hear you beg me to fuck you, Delta. We’re going to have you so worked up you won’t remember your own name, but you’ll remember ours,” Walker told her.

  As much as she wanted to argue with them, swear that it would never happen, Delta knew she wasn’t going to be able to withstand their dual assault. The two men were lethal alone, but together, they were a natural disaster waiting to happen. It sure looked like it was happening to her.

  “Are you going to let us fuck your pretty pussy, Delta? What about that tight ass? Can you take us both at the same time?” Butch’s dirty words were turning her on more than she would have liked to admit.

  All the years she’d prided herself on keeping out of a biker’s bed, were coming to a screeching halt right here, right now, and with these two men. She couldn’t resist them or how they made her feel. She’d never felt hot enough to combust with only a few kisses. She was almost afraid to find out what it would do to her when they took her body. Delta had no doubt that was coming. Why she’d fought them in the first place, she had no idea. Deep down inside, she’d known it would happen.

  “Look at those pretty red lips, Walker. They’re swollen and perfect,” Butch said as he dragged his tongue across her bottom lip. “They’re going to look so damn hot wrapped around my cock in a few minutes.”

  “You like Butch talking dirty to you, don’t you, baby girl. I can tell by how much your pussy gushes when he whispers those sweet promises in your ear. I can’t wait to get my mouth down there to find out how you taste,” Walker crooned to her.

  “Bed. Now,” Butch said in a husky voice.

  Delta gasped when Walker suddenly picked her up and carried her over to their bed. He didn’t throw her on it like she’d expected. Instead, he sat down at the foot and draped her face down across his lap.

  “What are you doing?” she gasped out.

  His shirt dropped to the floor followed by Butch’s shirt. Before she could stop them, they had her jeans and panties off leaving her bare ass up in the air. Delta turned to complain about it, but the words froze in her mouth at the sight of Butch completely naked pulling the desk chair across the room and positioning it near her head.

  His hard cock stood out from his body, the heavy bulbous head bobbing as he walked She’d honestly never seen one as long as his, thicker, yes, but not that long. Her mouth watered at the sight of it drawing closer to her. She licked her lips and nearly jumped off of Walker’s lap when Butch chuckled before wrapping his big hand around the shaft and giving it a hard tug a few times. A single drop of pr
e-cum beaded at the slit. Delta couldn’t take her eyes off of the tiny bit of liquid she wanted to taste more than a sip of Diet Coke.

  “Want this, do you?” Butch asked with a laugh. “Punishment first. Treats later, darling.”

  “Punishment,” she said just before a stinging slap to one ass cheek had her yelping and trying to cover her backside with her hands.

  “Hands down, baby. Every time you put them back here, I’m adding to your licks,” Walker told her.

  “Fuck you! Let me down right now. I’m not letting you beat me so you can get your rocks off,” she snarled while trying to crawl off his lap.

  She hated the way her body was reacting to the way they were treating her. She wasn’t a freak. She didn’t like pain or get off on being treated like a child. What the hell was wrong with her?

  “See, I know you know better than that, Delta. We aren’t beating you. All we’re doing is spanking you for not following our directions,” Butch said. “I bet you’re wetter than you were before. Walker? What do you think?”

  Walker pushed his hand between her legs and dragged his fingers through her pussy juices with a groan. Delta was mortified. They knew. She couldn’t fight them with the evidence there to call her a liar.

  “Soaking wet, brother. She’s wet enough to leave a wet spot on my jeans.” Walker made a humming sound. “Tastes like heaven, Butch. Taste her, man.”

  To her surprise, Butch leaned over her, his cock caressing her face as he dipped his fingers between her legs. When he backed away so she could see him, he had his fingers in his mouth with his eyes closed. He looked as if he was enjoying the hell out of her taste.

  “You’re right. Pure heaven. Finish up her punishment. I’ve got to have a better taste than that.” Butch sat down so that his cock pulsed in front of her face.

  She was about to lean forward and steal a taste for herself when Walker laid another stinging slap to the other ass cheek. Again she yelped, but Delta remembered his promise to add to her punishment if she didn’t keep her hands away from her butt. He dropped four more slaps to her already stinging cheeks, then rubbed the burning flesh with his callused hands.

  “There now, baby girl. All done. You were so good that Butch is going to let you have your treat now. Suck his dick, Delta.” Walker changed his position so that her face could reach Butch’s waiting cock.

  Delta wrapped one hand around the base and licked him from one end to the other before swirling her tongue around the slit, taking in every drop of pre-cum she could coax out of him. Butch threaded his hands through her hair and tightened his grip on it as she teased the slit with the tip of her tongue, then ran it around the rim of the crown. She could hear his breathing picking up as she nibbled lightly at the ridge of flesh on the crown. Without giving him any warning, Delta swallowed him down as far as she could manage, then relaxed her throat and swallowed letting her throat muscles work the head of his dick.

  “Holy fuck! That’s good, darling. Do it again. Yeah. Just like that. Fuck!” Butch’s hands opened and closed in her hair, pulling at the roots but never holding her down.

  Delta slowly grew a little more trusting of the man and relaxed more. There was no way she could take all of him, but she was going to manage a little more if it killed her. As she came back up, sucking and licking along the way, Butch was steadily praising her, telling her how good that was. She couldn’t help but feel some pride that she’d been able to surprise him like that.

  Before going back down his slick shaft, Delta applied as much suction as she could manage around the mushroom head while cupping his balls and rolling them gently in their sac. She’d never been much on giving head before, but something about these two men had her wanting to see how far she could take them, literally and figuratively.

  Once again she made her way down Butch’s dick, slowly, steadily, taking more and more of his hard cock into her mouth and then down her throat. She relaxed and took even more of him before she convulsively swallowed around him until she wasn’t sure she could pull herself back up his long dick. She shouldn’t have worried, Butch all but ripped out her hair pulling her off of him.

  “Fucking hell, Delta. You’re killing me. Your mouth is dangerous, darling,” he said between pants as he fought to regain control of his body. “I’m going to have to taste you next time. I’m about to burst my balls here. Walker?”

  “I’m right here with you. Watching her suck down that massive snake you keep coiled up just about had me blowing my hose right along with you,” Walker said.

  “Please tell me you’ve had anal sex before, Delta. I want inside that tight ass so badly I can barely hold on,” Butch said.

  She hesitated. They hadn’t hurt her yet. Could she trust Butch that way? He had a pained expression as he gripped the base of his dick as if trying to keep from losing it somehow.

  “I have, but I didn’t like it. It hurt way too much to try again,” she finally admitted.

  “That’s because they didn’t know what they were doing, babe,” Walker told her. “Butch would never hurt you, Delta. I hope you’ve finally gotten that into your thick skull.”

  “He may not mean to, but anal sex hurts. You let someone fuck you in the ass and then talk to me,” Delta said with a pout. She felt like an errant child and didn’t like that feeling one bit.

  “It’s okay, darling. You don’t have to if you don’t want to, but I hope you’ll at least let me play with that back hole of yours to get you a little more used to the idea.” Butch helped her stand up from where she’d been draped over Walker’s legs.

  “Okay. You can play around and we’ll see how I do,” she agreed. Walker was quickly removing her shirt and bra.

  Butch smiled so big she would have thought he’d just gotten his greatest wish. Delta was positive that no amount of playing on his part would ever convince her to try anal sex after the last two times she’d tried it and had trouble walking for days afterward. Nope. It wasn’t for her.

  “Here you go, baby girl,” Walker said just before he picked her up again. This time he laid her over the bed so that her lower legs were hanging off the foot of the bed.

  “Have a taste, Butch while I get these clothes off. My damn cock is going to explode if I don’t give it some room,” Walker said.

  Walker groaned before dropping to his knees at the foot of the bed between her thighs. Delta rose up on her elbows, wanting to see him as he licked her. She’d never watched before, but then most of the men she’d been out with in the past didn’t return the favor.

  The sight of Butch’s razor-short hair lowering between her legs sent her anticipation of the first touch of his mouth to her core, to a record high. She almost didn’t feel the first touch of his tongue, but the second and third were easy to recognize as her clit stood up to take notice. The more he sucked and licked, the more her cunt quivered with spasm after spasm, looking for something to hold on to.

  He ran his tongue up one side of her pussy and back down the other side, before teasing her clit by running a tight circle around it. He was killing her.

  “Please, Butch. I need it. Don’t tease me like this,” she whined, wiggling her hips in an attempt to force him where she wanted him.

  “Please what, Delta? What do you want me to do?” he asked in a knowing voice.

  “I need to come, Butch. Please let me come.”

  “Hey, she’s supposed to beg me to make her come,” Walker said as he climbed up on the bed next to her.

  “What do you want me to do, Delta? Tell me how to do that for you,” Butch demanded.

  Frustration tore through her body as he kept teasing her clit without ever touching it. She was going to kill him when she could manage to get past the need the two men had awakened in her body. She would torture him as he was torturing her.

  “Suck my clit!” she finally yelled out. “Suck my clit until I come, Butch. Right now!”

  Butch chuckled but sucked in her clit and lightly bit it as his tongue stroked over it. Stars
exploded behind Delta’s eyes as she screamed Butch’s name just like he’d said she would. He stroked her down slowly, then crawled up her body and kissed her, sharing her taste as he did.

  “Sounds like I got it right, darling. What do you say?” Butch asked next to her ear.

  “Yep. I’d say you nailed it. I’m going to take a nap now,” she said with a yawn.

  Walker chuckled. “Not yet you’re not. You owe me a ride so climb up on this saddle and let my cock get a taste of that hot cunt of yours, baby girl.”

  Delta opened one eye with the intentions of telling him he could ride her if he wanted, but she wasn’t moving from where she lay. That was before she saw his monster of a cock. Where Butch was anaconda long, Walker was thick and juicy. She’d have a tough time stuffing that thing in her pussy.

  Before she could shake her head and tell him hell no, he rolled her on top of him and squeezed her breasts with his hands. She moaned when he grabbed both nipples and gave them both a long slow roll between his fingers, pulling on them just enough to make her squirm. That only made her pussy ache for more.

  “Climb on up, baby girl. You know you want to,” Walker teased. He tugged on her nipples again, stopping just short of pain but enough that she felt it in her clit.

  Without thinking about it, Delta found herself grinding her clit against Walker’s abdomen in an effort to get some relief. God, she felt like a dog in heat.

  If I’m not careful, I’m going to be humping him like one. My pussy’s on fire. I want to sink down on his cock something fierce, but the thing is too big for me. I’ll never be able to fit him inside of me.

  “Come on, Delta Dawn. You’re wet enough I’ll slide right on in,” Walker promised her with a pained smile. “I can feel your pussy searching for something to fill it. You’re dripping those juices all over me, babe.”

  “You’re too damn big, Walker. I never thought I’d ever say that to a guy, but damn! You won’t fit.” Delta wanted him, too, since her pussy was a mass of nerves needing something to calm it down.