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I look back to see Savannah nod. I’m not about to bring this lady into the club or the compound. But I can bring her in here and have her wait until I see if he’s willing to speak with her.

“Come in.” I step back, allowing her to enter. Her eyes scan the room and a smile tugs at her lips when her eyes land on Savannah and Grace.

“And who do we have here?” she asks.

“This is Savannah and her baby Grace.”

Maggie leans over and gentles runs her finger over Grace’s cheek. She turns her head, probably looking for her dinner. “Someone’s hungry.”

“Yes, I’m sure she is. If she’s always one thing, it’s hungry.” Savannah stands while maneuvering Grace into position.

“Don’t worry about me. Do what you need to do,” Maggie tells her before turning towards me. “Is Mr. McCoy available?”

“Yes, right.” My eyes dart to Savannah. “Please have a seat in the living room. I’ll run and see if I can find him. It may take some time.”

“I’ll be in the first bedroom if you need anything,” Savannah states.

“Go ahead, dear. I’ll take a seat and catch up on some emails.”

I stride across Bianca’s darkened yard until I reach the gate that separates her yard to the grounds of the clubhouse. Even before I reach the door, I can hear the beat and bass of the music that’s blaring inside. I’m still not used to what goes on between these walls. Such a huge contrast from the way my life was before coming to Las Cruces.

Once I get into the building, I can feel the vibration of the music that’s playing in the main room. This tells me that The Fallen are here and in full force swinging their asses, humping anything with a pulse. Just normal business for a normal day.

I knock on Lick’s door. Nothing, so I knock louder. Still nothing, he must be somewhere else. I move down the hall and stop when I hear soft moans and grunts coming from Hawk’s room. I tip-toe a few feet and slightly push on the door. I don’t recognize the woman he’s with. She has short brown hair with blonde streaks, full breasts, and a flat stomach. A shirtless Hawk stands behind her naked form, kissing her neck, one hand grasping her boob while the other one fingers between her legs. Her eyes are closed, mouth parted, enjoying the assault on her skin.

A deep grunt from the corner catches me off-guard, but when I see that it’s Lick, my stomach drops. He’s standing with his very well endowed cock in his hand stroking himself as he watches Hawk make out with this woman. Holy crap. I can see a metal loop pierced through the tip. The undershaft is studded with small metal balls. Lick’s junk has more metal in it than my entire body.

The look on his face is one of pure sex. Gone is the anger, the cold stares, the hard lines. His eyes are filled with lust, his nostrils flaring as he bites his bottom lip while continuing to grip himself in his hand. My eyes dart to the woman, and my heart flips. She’s turning him on. He likes it, he wants her. I see it in the way he’s taking her in. How his eyes roll over every inch of her bare skin. I’m jealous of that woman.

“Spread em wider for me Gillian.” Hawk’s voice draws my eyes back to him and this woman.

She moans as she rolls her head from side to side. Seeing this stirs something inside of me. I’ve never watched porn, and now I think I’ve been missing something. Watching the two of them in the throes of passion, feeding off each other’s need, is hot. As he continues to kiss up and down her neck, his hands leave her body and go for his belt. With a flick of the button, his pants drop leaving him standing there naked.

Hawk goes commando.

The size of him is nothing compared to Lick, but still very impressive as it stands fully erect. What is it with big schlongs around here? I wonder if it’s something in the water?

“You need to fuck her.” I hear the strain in Lick’s voice.

I watch as Hawk puts on a condom then positions himself behind the woman– Gillian. Grabbing at her hips, he tilts his pelvis forward, pushing himself into her. She moans at his intrusion. She has one hand on the bed for support, and the other is playing with her clit. Hawk grabs her by the hips and begins to pound into her. He continues to pick up his pace making her back arch even further while her boobs bounce up and down.

The sound she’s making has my body heating. My throat turns dry as I spy the scene before me.

“I’m gonna, I’m gonna…oh God, I’m gonna come,” she moans, her voice throaty, laced with desire. She collapses forward as Hawk continues to drive into her, but he catches her by her hair and pulls. My own nipples harden at his actions. Her eyes pop open as his grip tightens.

“Not so fast, Gilly baby,” he whispers in her ear.

“I need her.” Lick’s voice comes from the corner.

I watch Hawk nod while biting his lip. He pulls out and then adjusts her body by pushing her closer to the edge of the bed. She has her head bowed down arms planted firmly on the mattress of the bed. He kneels behind her, planting himself back inside her. I watch as he drops his head and spits down her butt crack. Hawk spreads his spit, and then pushes his thumb into her ass, making her knees nearly buckle.

“So good,” she breathes as she brings her head up, making eye contact with Lick.

“You like that?” Lick asks.

Hawk continues to work her ass as she bucks into him, slowing his pace to a gentle rocking of his hips. “Relax, darlin’,” Hawk coaxes. He pulls out his thumb, replacing it with two fingers. “Ready?”

“Fuck yeah,” Lick responds as he walks toward her, stroking himself. The woman shakes her head as Lick walks closer. Her whimpers turn to moans as Hawk starts to push into her.