Three Ruthless Bikers : One Temptation

Chapter five

LENA'S POV

I didn't tell anyone about the kiss.

I didn't have to. Rook had seen it on my face and Ghost saw everything anyway. By dinner the air was pulled tight like a wire about to snap. Nobody said a word. That was worse.

After dinner Ghost told me to stay. Axel and Rook left. It was just us at the long table.

"You're unsettled," he said.

"I'm fine."

His grey-green eyes pinned me. "I'm not asking about fine. I'm asking about you."

I met his gaze. "You're not exactly an open book yourself."

"No. But I'm not the one who ran."

"I stopped running."

"Did you?" The question hit soft. I looked away.

"What do you want from me, Ghost?"

He stood, walked around the table, and cupped my chin. "I want you to stop pretending you're just passing through. You belong here. You felt it the moment you walked through that gate."

"Ghost..."

"Don't." He leaned down slowly and kissed me, deep, deliberate, claiming. My hands fisted his shirt as I kissed him back.

When he pulled away, his eyes were dark. "Go upstairs. I'll be up."

My room felt smaller, warmer. My heart raced.

The door opened. Axel.

"He told us you're staying," he said, voice low. He crossed to me. "Told you kissing you was a mistake."

"You did."

"I lied." He yanked me close and kissed me hard, tongue demanding, hands gripping my waist.

The door opened again. Rook stepped in, jaw tight, then closed it.

Axel didn't let go. "Rook," I breathed.

Rook came close, sandwiching me between them. "You're sure?"

"I'm sure," I whispered.

His thumb stroked my cheek, then he kissed me slow and deep. Axel's forehead pressed to my shoulder.

Ghost appeared. He took in the scene with dark inevitability, then closed the door.

"Last chance to change your mind," he said, eyes locked on mine.

I looked at all three, Axel's warm hands, Rook's steady touch, Ghost's intense stare. "I'm not changing my mind."

Ghost crossed the room. The last light went out.

Ghost's mouth crashed into mine, tongue f*****g deep as he gripped my hips. "Been wanting this," he growled.

My dress hit the floor. Axel pressed behind me, hard c**k grinding against my ass. "f**k, you're soaked already, baby." His teeth scraped my neck while Rook dropped to his knees, ripping my panties down.

"Look at this pretty p***y," Rook said, voice rough. He spread my thighs and licked a hot stripe up my folds, sucking my c**t hard. I cried out, knees buckling.

Ghost pinched my n*****s. "Don't hold back. Let us hear you."

Axel pushed two fingers inside me, curling fast. "So tight. Gonna stretch you so good."

Rook sucked harder, tongue flicking relentlessly. I came hard, moaning loud, thighs shaking around his face.

They moved me to the bed in seconds. Clothes gone. Ghost fed me his thick c**k. "Suck it, Lena. Just like that, fuck."

Rook thrust into me in one deep stroke. "Jesus, so wet and tight." He pounded hard, hips slapping, hitting deep with every thrust. "Take my cock."

Axel stroked himself, watching. "Our good girl. Look at her swallowing Ghost while Rook f***s her."

Pleasure hit fast. I came again, screaming around Ghost's shaft.

They switched. Axel flipped me onto all fours and slammed in from behind. "f**k yes," he groaned, spanking my ass. "This p***y's ours now."

Rook took my mouth. "Suck me while he ruins you."

Ghost rubbed my c**t in tight circles. "Come again. Now."

I shattered, body shaking.

Rook pulled me on top, impaling me on his c**k. "Ride me, baby. Harder." I bounced, moaning, while Axel pushed in beside him, stretching me full. The burn was intense, perfect.

"f**k, too much," I gasped.

"Take it," Axel growled. "You can."

Ghost fisted my hair and thrust into my throat. "Good girl. Taking all three of us."

The rhythm was brutal and perfect. Double-stuffed and full, I came again, clenching around them.

They didn't stop. Ghost pulled out and came deep in my p***y with a low groan. Axel followed, pulling out to paint my t**s. Rook thrust up and spilled inside me, cursing my name.

We collapsed in a sweaty, tangled mess, breaths ragged, bodies marked and sated.

I woke tangled in warmth. Axel's arm over my stomach, Rook at my back, Ghost already dressed at the edge of the bed.

He looked over. "We have a problem."

I sat up. "What happened?"

He showed me his phone.

*I know she's there.*

A photo of me sleeping through the window, timestamped two a.m.

*Tell Ghost I want what's mine back. Or I'll burn everything he loves to the ground. Starting with her.*

Ghost's eyes met mine.

"Edmund Hale," he said. "He found you."