Page 10 of Property of Chaos Keepers MC

“You’re always so fucking tight,” Capone hissed as he flexed his abs, forcing himself to remain still. I wanted April with us before we came, and Capone was trying to respect that. I’d spent the night in Capone’s bed, and he’d fucked us both stupid, but this morning, I wanted my connection with my girl before we got off again. I craved her like I was missing a limb.

“If she doesn’t hurry up,” Capone rumbled, eyeing the door with impatience, “I’m going to take what I want.”

My entire body trembled at the sensual promise in his words. A smirk tilted his lips as he locked his eyes back on mine. “You said she had a rough day yesterday,” I panted, digging my nails into his abs when he intentionally flexed his cock inside of me.

When I’d heard that, I’d wanted to rush into Rider’s room to check on her, where she had still been passed out. But Capone had kissed me to the point I couldn’t remember my name and pulled me upstairs to his room. And I’d followed, easily submitting to him, knowing he knew what was best when it came to her.

“She did,” he said, shrugging a shoulder, but I could see the storm brewing in his eyes. He hated it when she had rough days. They made him a bit murderous. “Tank and Rider overstimulated her. But I’m not a patient man, Brewer.”

I sighed. I knew that. Fuck, none of us were unless it came to April. Most of the time, for her, all seven of us had the patience of a fucking saint. But even I knew when Capone was inside of me like this, his patience with her was thin. The man had an insatiable sex drive, and it was taking every bit of his restraint to not fuck up into me and make me lose my mind.

The doorfinallyslowly opened, and April slipped in, shutting the door back behind her with a soft click. When she turned to face us, her breath hitched in her throat, and she licked her lips, her cheeks coloring a beautiful shade of pink.

She had no business being as beautiful as she was. Absolutely none. But at least she was ours, and we could protect that beauty.

“There she is,” I rumbled, twisting my upper body with a hiss to hold my hand out to her. She was only wearing one of Tank’sshirts, and it swallowed her, the neckline so big that it slipped off one of her shoulders. I bet she would even smell like him, and I licked my lips at the thought.

Fuck.

“Strip,” Capone ordered as she neared the bed.

Without hesitation, she pulled Tank’s shirt over her head, dropping it to Capone’s apartment floor before she tugged her black, cheeky panties down her thick thighs. I groaned at the sight of her pale, tattooed, curvy body. Fuck, she was so damn stunning. I had no idea what any of us had done to ever deserve her, but I’d never take having her in our lives for granted.

Sex with her was phenomenal, but her companionship waseverything. She was so sweet and caring, and she loved all of us in exactly the way we needed to be loved. She picked up on all of our love languages to fucking easily—like it was second nature. I was the kind of man who craved physical closeness, though I didn’t like asking for it. And she picked up the signs that I needed to be with someone so damn easily. She knew exactly when I needed her and how.

Even though there were seven of us to take care of her, I still felt like the seven of us together weren’t enough for her. She was so fucking selfless, so giving. I knew we owned every single part of her, and I hoped she knew she owned us in turn. The best thing we could give her was ourselves, and fuck if we weren’t giving her every piece we had.

“Come here,” I rumbled.

She crawled onto the bed, and I lifted her, my ass clenching around Capone’s dick. Capone groaned, his eyes shutting, his fingers digging into my thighs so hard, I knew I would havebruises later. I moaned, my hands tightening on April before I forced my grip to loosen so I wouldn’t hurt her. “You’re going to ride me, but you’re going to face Capone,” I told her. “He’s going to fuck both of us at the same time.”

“Oh, fuck,” she whispered, her eyes heating, turning to liquid pools of lust. She loved being fucked like this.

I grinned and pressed a hard, bruising kiss to her lips before I spun her around to face the man who owned all of us. Capone smiled at her, his eyes softening for her in a way they didn’t soften for us, but none of us took offense to it. We were all hardened men, but she deserved every ounce of tenderness we could give her.

Straddling Capone’s abs, she gave me her back. He gripped her hips, and she planted her hands on his chest as I wrapped an arm around her, easing her back on me. She shuddered as I slid into her warm, wet pussy, and Capone trailed his hand up her body before circling her throat. She moaned, and I imagined her eyes were rolling back in her head.

“Come here,” he murmured, pulling her lips down to his. He kissed her thoroughly, his tongue probing between her lips. She relaxed for both of us, and gripping her hips, I closed my eyes as Capone began to fuck up into me, which rocked my body forward, making me drive in and out of her.

I hissed a breath through my teeth as I watched through slitted eyes while Capone made out with our woman, lavishing her with attention and love. My chest swelled with emotion as I watched them. I could never get enough of seeing any of my men with April. It filled with me so much fucking contentment, I almost couldn’t stand it.

And watching Capone go all soft for her? Fuck, it was nearly orgasm-inducing.

“Fuck,” I rasped, my hands sliding over her smooth back. I trailed my fingers down her spine, my eyes rolling back in my head just as Capone hit that perfect spot inside of me. April ripped her lips from Capone’s and cried out, her pussy walls clenching around my cock as she came.

“There it is,” Capone growled before he gave into his baser instincts and began to really fuck me, driving an orgasm from my body. I spilled inside of April with a shout, and Capone snarled my name, his arms bound tightly around April as he spilled inside of me.

I fell forward, my hand slamming to the mattress to keep from crushing April. Every part of my body trembled from the force of that orgasm. Gritting my teeth, I drew in deep breaths, a low whine spilling from between my lips when Capone eased April off my cock. With a hiss, I moved off of him and fell beside him on the mattress, my chest heaving.

April rolled so she was laying between us. She rested her head on my chest and draped her arm over my waist. One leg tangled with mine, and she sighed when Capone curled around her, his arm wrapping around her waist.

“Did you get enough sleep?” Capone asked her when she yawned. Sex always drained her. It was kind of adorable. But the after-sex cuddles wereamazing.

She nodded, but her drooping eyes told another story. She honestly probably needed a week of recovery from all the sex, but none of us would last that long without her. Not to mention,she’d go a little crazy without us touching her. She craved us in every way we could be with her.

“Get some rest,” I told her softly. Turning my head, I brushed a kiss to her forehead. “I’ll stay with you.” It was a little selfish of me because I was staying more for me than her, but she didn’t care. She flattened her hand along my ribs, letting her eyes stay shut.

“I need to get with Hawke and go over finances,” Capone whispered once we were sure she was asleep. “You got her?”