Page 81 of The Riders’ Reign

“Fuck me,” Ace whispers. He palms his hardon beneath his jeans.

Ghost slowly and deliberately starts to take his clothes off, and I cock an eyebrow in his direction.

“Might as well.” He shrugs. “I think things are only going to get more heated.”

Jack pulls his mouth away to push two thick fingers into Camile’s pussy. He stretches her for us, and we all watch in awe as he pumps in and out. When he crooks his fingers, she cries out, so loudly that I glance around to make sure there’s no one else in the vicinity. Perhaps we should have done that first.

Jack works Camile’s pussy, not simply thrusting but rubbing his fingers over a spot inside her that makes her moan and cry out, her back arching and her fists alternating clutching at Jack and gripping the picnic blanket.

“It’s too much,” she pants. “Too much. Oh, fuck. God. Yes, yes, no.”

I don’t know if she’s begging him to stop or carry on, but it’s fucking sexy.

Her legs shake and she stiffens before coming with a shocked gasp as she covers Jack’s hand in her wetness.

Holy shit, did she just squirt? And she hasn’t finished yet.

I feel as if I’m about to come in my pants. Ghost is working his hard dick, the end all red and wet, and Ace is rubbing his cock through his jeans.

“Oooh, my God, God, oh fuck, oh God,” Camile chants.

Another gush of fluid soaks Jack.

“Fuck, yes, Baby-girl. That’s it, come for us.”

Her entire body is quivering, and when it finally subsides, she sags back onto the floor. Jack gently lowers her legs, and she throws one hand over her face.

“Oh, my word, what was that? I’ve never done that before. Shit.”

“It was fucking hot is what it was.” Ghost growls. “I need to fuck you, beautiful.”

“I want to see her take you three again.”

We all stare at Jack at those words, and Ace’s jaw drops open.

“You want us to do it? Again?” he clarifies.

“Yes.” Jack’s tone is terse, but there’s a desperate edge to it.

“What about you?” I ask.

“I’m going to watch.”

Camile’s face falls a little, and I get it. I thought Jack being so onboard was a miracle, but it seems he might not quite be ready to join us completely yet. But he’s still happy to share, and to watch.

Then I realize something. He just gave her the orgasm of her life as a way of claiming her before he lets us have her.

“Jack. I think⁠—”

He cuts her off. “Camile, unless you don’t want these men to fuck you, shut up. Because I really want to see your perfect pussy stretch to take two cocks.”

“You do?” Her words are breathy.

“Fuck, yes.” He gives a small, self-deprecating smile. “Who knew I had a thing for watching? Turns out I do.”

“Me, too,” Ghost mutters.

She bites her lower lip and looks around at us all. “I want them to fuck me, but only if I know you truly want to watch.”