Sharing Freedom

Chapter Fifteen

Freedom was dreaming, she knew she was because nothing could feel as good as this did. Easy was between her legs, and she sighed when she felt the first swipe of his tongue. She felt Poke at her breasts, and she moaned. Her arm wasn’t working, even in her dream, what the f^ck? She froze, and her eyes popped open and she looked around.

“Eekkk!” she said the moment before Poke claimed her lips in a demanding kiss.

“So, sweet baby,” Easy whispered against her p^ssy and she moved a little. “Came in here and was watching you play with yourself and damn, it was so f^cking sexy. Who were you dreaming about, babe?”

Poke eased off her lips and she was dazed, sh^t, her dream had been about them. There was no way she was going to tell them that, especially considering they think they were in control of her.

“Uh…” Freedom stuttered. She was laying spread out, the tank she had been wearing was pulled down, so her breasts were pushed up and being held by the tight fabric, while the underwear she had been wearing seemed to have slipped off somewhere. Her legs were draped over Easy’s shoulders and he was staring at her intently.

Poke reached up and touched her breast gently at first, but when she didn’t answer her, he pulled at her taut tender n****e until she arched off the bed with a moan.

“Don’t lie to us.” Easy smiled and licked her again.

“I was not dreaming about anyone,” she gasped and then waited.

“Lie, babe,” Easy said and bit gently on her c**t and she cried out, not in pain, but in arousal.

“No,” she whispered.

“Who is on your mind when you sleep? What men are you dreaming about touching your p^ssy, your c**t, your t**s? Who am I gonna have to kill because there is only room for two men in your bed, and those positions are already filled,” Easy said and then flicked his tongue over her slit until she was writhing. Poke had leaned his head over and latched onto her breast, sucking and teasing her, making her arousal grow.

“No,” she said.

“Babe, you babe, you have no idea what beast you are unleashing by not giving me what I want. I know we have been the only ones in this pretty p^ssy and ass, but if you are thinking about someone else, we need to know. Because I can guaran-f^cking-tee you they can’t offer you anything we can’t. Kink likes to play games, is it him? Do you want to play some games, babe, 'cause we can do that? Poke and I would love to tie you up and f^ck you any way you want it. What about Magnum, he is a master at eating p^ssy the girls say, you can hear them screaming from up here when he gets busy,” Easy said, talking in between licking and biting her, but not bringing her as high as she needed.

“Damn it,” she said frustrated.

“I want to hear the names, babe, who were you dreaming of? Who the f^ck do you think can take our place?” Easy snapped and sucked in her c**t fast and hard and she bowed, screaming as she felt her orgasm rushing toward her and suddenly they both let go.

“f^ck you,” Freedom said frustrated.

“Yeah, baby girl,” Poke grinned. “We will, but you need to answer the question first.”

“Fine,” Freedom growled and slapped the mattress. “It was you guys! Is that what you wanted to hear, it was you.”

“f^ck yeah, babe,” Easy said and stood, they both began taking off their clothes and throwing them on the floor. They stood before her and she sucked in a breath, they were breathtaking, she thought and felt her heart break a little more, and they were not hers, they were only on loan.

They dove on her like starving animals, both of them removing her tank and taking care with her arm. Poke put it over her head, so it wouldn’t be knocked around. He kissed down her arm and asked.

“You hurt real bad, baby girl?” he whispered against her inner arm, and she shivered and shook her head. It didn’t hurt, the only thing on her that hurt was her empty p^ssy, she craved to have one of them inside her. She needed it, and she was ready to demand it, when Poke closed his mouth over hers and kissed her deeply, distracting her from her thoughts and demands.

He expertly swept his tongue through her mouth, blazing a trail of desire right along with his touch. Freedom wrapped her good arm around his neck, pulling him close and grabbing his hand, putting it on her breast, encouraging him to touch her again, she needed it.

“Knowing you were dreaming about us while you fingered yourself in your sleep drives me crazy. Your little c**t is so pretty, straining for me, wanting me to taste it. Is this what you dreamed of, us taking you together?” Easy whispered and she made a noise and tried to acknowledge but Poke had his tongue in her mouth and wasn’t ready to give it up.

Freedom wiggled her hips in agreement and Easy laughed. “We are gonna drive you crazy; make all those naughty dreams come true and a few more even. ‘Cause I have some, it includes this beautiful c^nt and my bike.”

He licked and sucked her until she thought she would go crazy, the sensations he was creating in her p^ssy was more than she had felt before. Holy sh^t, it wasn’t supposed to get better, she thought.

Poke released her mouth and she panted as he attacked her breasts, pushing them together until he could take both n*****s in his mouth and she cried out. sh^t, what were they doing to her, she didn’t even feel like this body was even hers. It was too much pleasure, and no other men were going to be able to top this. She felt the kernel of longing take root in her heart, she was never going to be able to let another man touch her, because she already knew in her heart what her mind refused to agree with.

She came with a scream, and quickly they moved, slipping on condoms. Poke sat up on the side of the bed and grabbed her gently. He lifted her until she was straddling him, holding her casted arm against her body with his, she couldn’t move it and hurt herself. Then he smiled and sank her slowly on his ready c^ck. Freedom felt her p^ssy still clenching with need, pulling him in as her orgasm still pulsed.

“Gonna f^ck this perfect ass,” Easy groaned and she felt something cold at her entrance. With a steady hand, he held her as he pushed one of his thick digits into her hole, moving and stretching her. She threw back her head and cried out again, as another wave crashed through her, it was too much, both of them branding her with their touch.

“Come on, baby girl,” Poke smiled and moved her hips to show her what he wanted, and she nodded slowly. Keeping her eyes on his as she moved him in and out of her while Easy pushed with his fingers, adding two and then three before declaring her prepared.

“Gonna f^ck this ass,” Easy whispered in her ear and bit down on her earlobe then pushed inside her ass slowly and she moved back against him, helping him fill her ass a little at a time.

“f^ck,” Poke growled, and Freedom smiled at him, and with her good hand held a breast up to him so he could take her n****e into his mouth. “So, f^cking sweet,” he murmured and latched on.

They established a rhythm, a slow one, one intending on driving her out of her mind until she was demanding them to hurry. The demand they both laughed at, letting her know who was in control

“Whose p^ssy and ass is this?” Easy demanded.

“Yours,” Freedom gasped.

“Who were you dreaming about?” Easy laughed.

“You,” she responded.

“Who are the only men who you dream about?” Easy demanded as he pounded into her ass.

“You,” she cried.

“Who are the only men you want to f^ck?” Easy asked.

“You,” Freedom yelled and thrashed her head back and forth as another stronger orgasm hit her.

“f^ck yeah,” Easy yelled as both men found their release, pounding into her as she slumped until her spasming body wrung every drip out of their c^cks.

Freedom sighed and slumped forward as Easy pulled out of her slowly. She felt his kiss on her shoulder and then the running water in the bathroom. When he came back, he lifted her gently into his arms, and carried her through to the bathroom as Poke threw away his condom and turned on the bathtub and poured some lilac smelling bath salts in. She grinned as he gently lowered her into the bath and then knelt next to it to help her bathe.

“How is that, baby girl?” Poke said, and she leaned her head back on the rim and sighed.

“Perfect,” she said and held up her arm as Easy wrapped the cast in plastic then gently put it on the edge and stood.

“Call me when you are ready to get out,” he said, and she grinned and nodded.

Freedom relaxed and let the stiffness flow out of her. She felt first the ripple of the water and she peeked an eye open. Poke had a washcloth in his hand and he was lathering soap in it.

“Let me help,” he whispered.

She nodded and then closed her eyes again. She felt the softness of the cloth and she smiled as he gently smoothed it over her body. He started at her feet and she smiled when he began massaging them.

“Wow, how did you get so good at this?” she asked when he was done massaging her feet.

“It is an erotic zone, baby girl, I know all of them,” Poke said, and she laughed.

“Why are you in the club?” she asked finally.

Poke smiled and then sat back. “Easy and I were in the military together.”

She nodded and watched as Easy walked back in the room and sat down on the counter and smiled. This was the first time they had opened to her and she was going to listen.

“When I first joined, we were assigned to the same squad, and to be honest, we didn’t like each other. For the first few days, he just sat and refused to speak to anyone and was an all-around prick. I had a chip on my shoulder because I was forced to join or go to jail. I was a wild child,” he said, laughing and wiggled his eyebrows.

“Yeah, he was,” Easy laughed. “Worst damn car thief in the country, asshole stole the Chief of Police’s car by accident.”

“Hey, I thought it was someone else’s,” Poke laughed. “Anyway, he walked into the squad house and threw his coat on my bed and I was pissed, asshole thought he owned the world. I stood, threw a punch, and just like that we were beating the sh^t out of each other. No one bothered to step in, and we were evenly matched. Creed was the squad leader and he just stood there and watched. Damn, in the end, both of us were bloody but neither of us could best the other. Finally, Creed whistled, called it to a halt, and ordered us to clean up the f^cking mess and kiss and makeup.”

Freedom laughed, she was sure that wasn’t how it went, but she got the jist. “We shook each others’ hands and cleaned up the mess. From there on out, we were best friends. Then we got into a situation in the military we didn’t agree with and we got out together. Wandered around, didn’t have a place to go, and Creed had talked about this place and the club he was taking over from his old man when he got out and we just decided to check it out. Best f^cking decision, we have ever made.”

Easy snorted and nodded. “Yeah, we didn’t f^cking fit into society too well.”

“What about your parents, I mean do you still visit them?” she asked quietly.

“The club is our family, my f^cking prick of a father liked to talk with his fists, and when my mother took his side, I left.” Easy shrugged.

“My mother was the town w***e, she died before I was released, but I would never have gone back there, too many bad memories.” Poke laughed sadly.

Freedom looked at the two strong men and realized what she already knew; they were becoming important to her. She wanted to erase all the bad things in their lives. But it was what made them. They talked to her about their military career and the guys they obviously respected and cared about. Creed and Fork were their leaders, and she heard in their voices when they talked about them, they would do anything for these men. They were truly their family.

This is what she wanted, she admitted to herself as they took her out of the bathtub and dried her off. Then they took her back to bed and the three of them lay until the early hours of the morning talking about their pasts. She understood Easy was so quiet and hard because he had to be. In his family, if he spoke up he was noticed, then beat. Poke had a great sense of humor because he hid his feelings behind it. His mother was called a w***e so much that he either had to laugh or beat the hell out of everyone. He chose to hide the hurt with laughter.

She told them about her father and mother. She had cried when talking about her mother, both men wrapped their arms around her. Then when she talked about her father she had been angry, and they had listened and let her vent. By the end of the night, she had decided that everything had been backward with these men, but it was okay. She wasn’t going to get a date, and a declaration of love. She was trusted to listen to their pasts and not judge them. It was something she would cherish and protect.