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Chapter 10 - Everything I Learned pt 2
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2026-08-29 23:32:58
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Claimed By The Biker King Chapter 10 - Everything I Learned pt 2
SableMarcus climbed onto the bed. Jarek didn’t let him settle beside my head the way I expected. Instead he ordered, “Straddle her chest. Fuck her mouth from above so I can see that ass while you do it.”Marcus’s eyes darkened. He swung a leg over me, knees bracketing my ribs, and guided his cock to my lips. I opened for him immediately. The angle was different—deeper, more controlling—as he pushed into my mouth and started rocking his hips. From this position I could see straight up the line of his body, the tight flex of his abs, the way his cock disappeared between my lips. Jarek’s hands settled on Marcus’s ass, spreading him open while he kept fucking me in long, deep strokes. “Look at you both,” he growled. “My good boy feeding her his cock while I fill this pretty cunt. You like showing off for me, Marcus?”Marcus’s answer came out rough. “Yes, Daddy.”“Then stay just like that.”I felt the moment Jarek’s thumb pressed against Marcus’s hole. Marcus’s whole body tensed above
Claimed By The Biker King Chapter 9 – Everything I Learned Pt 1
SableJarek finished the last of his beer in one long pull, set the empty bottle down with a quiet clink, and looked at me like he’d already decided how the rest of the night was going to go.“I’m ready to find out,” he said.Marcus didn’t even pretend to hesitate. “Yeah. Me too.”Jarek reached behind the bar where he’d been keeping my cut safe all night. The leather was still stiff with dried blood in places. He held it out. I slipped it on over the tiny white tank without a word. The weight of it settled across my shoulders like a reminder that I was still here.None of us said goodbye to anyone.The hotel was only a few blocks away. The night air felt cooler against the thin denim of Lola’s shorts and the fact that I still wasn’t wearing anything underneath them. Every step made me aware of how wet I still was from Diamond’s hands and the way she’d guided mine. No one spoke until the hotel room door shut behind us and the lock clicked.Marcus leaned back against it, arms crossed,
Claimed By The Biker King Chapter 8 – I’m Learning So Much
SableDiamond kept hold of my hand as she led me behind the curtain separating the private booths from the rest of the Devil’s Den.The music didn’t disappear so much as soften, the bass still vibrating through the walls while the shouting and laughter from the main room faded behind us. Several doors lined the short hallway, and Diamond opened one near the end before gesturing me inside.The room was smaller than I expected. A wide leather chair sat against one wall with enough open space in front of it for her to move, and low red lighting made everything feel considerably more intimate than the main floor.
Claimed By The Biker King Chapter 7 – She’s Hogging All the Girls
LolaI was touching up my lipstick when movement on the little monitor in the corner of the dressing room caught my attention.The Devil’s Den was packed, but that wasn’t surprising. Between the Sons of Doom, Black Daggers, Iron Saints, and Steel Reapers, there were enough bikers downstairs to keep every bartender and dancer busy for the rest of the night. Half of them looked like they had recently lost arguments with fists, bullets, or both, but apparently surviving a war gave men a hell of an appetite for alcohol and naked women.Then I spotted Sable. “Well, there
Claimed By The Biker King Chapter 6 – Since You Won’t Let Me Dance
Sable“Oh, fuck.”Marcus said it just as Big Marge finished counting the last of the five hundred dollars into singles. Jarek followed Marcus’s gaze from the stack of bills to me, then toward the stage where I had been watching one of the dancers.Understanding hit his face immediately.“Seriously?”I smiled. “What?”&ldq
Claimed By The Biker King Chapter 5 – First Round’s on the House
SableBy the time we made it back to the Devil’s Den, the place looked less like a strip club and more like a biker triage center with alcohol.Men from four different clubs spilled through the doors in various stages of filthy, bruised, bleeding, and obnoxiously proud of themselves. Anybody who needed an actual hospital had already been sent, while the rest were being patched up wherever someone could find an empty chair and enough room to work. First-aid kits covered two tables near the back, and one of the Sons of Doom prospects was walking around with an armful of ice packs while telling everyone who complained that they were lucky he wasn’t
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