Three Rockstars of Sin

Kate was soft, sensual and sweet, all rolled up in one. Business and pleasure, screams and mewls together.

She’s the best thing that ever happened to us.

But were we the best thing for her? After all, we’re Hard Fought. We use females and discard them without a second thought. It’s our way of life, and has been for decades.

Was Kate gonna be okay once we went our separate ways?

Or was this whole thing fucked from the start?8Gunner“The john is nice in this place. Real fancy,” I grunted.

Dropping into a seat at the table, I shot a look at Hudson and Brody. The venue was L.A. and the restaurant was packed, filled with a mixture of celebrities and ordinary rich people. But damn, this steak. Tasty, and definitely the best we’d had in a long time.

Because I checked on Kate after using the john. After our mile high session on the plane, we had a round of interviews and TV shows. That was just a regular part of being in California, but I wanted to make sure our girl was okay all the same.

Losing it the first time can be tough.

Losing it the first time to three men can be a fucking vortex.

She had to be teeming with emotions, that sweet pussy sore.

Poor thing. Kate would get used to it soon enough though.

Because after I saw the tinge of blood along the side of my cock, I knew it was on. We weren’t gonna stop, no way no how. Not even if God himself intervened.

“How’s our girl?” Brody asked with a lift of his eyebrow.

“She’s good,” I grunted. “Exhausted after running around with us today, but I told her to just chill at the hotel for now.”

“Good. We put her through a lot yesterday,” Brody smirked. “Let her get some beauty sleep.”

“Shit, what did we ever do before we bought that airline?” I asked rhetorically.

“Elite Air,” Hudson interrupted. “It’s Elite.”

“And what did we do before we had Kate?” growled Brody. “I’ll take one of her over the fifteen different stewardesses that tried fucking us in the airplane bathroom before.”

It’s true. We’re approached all the time, even when the ladies are on the job.

“Yeah,” I said with a laugh. “But this is definitely the way to go. First class? Please, it’s all about the next level.”

And with that, there was silence, all three of us thinking to our best girl.

Because I loved having Katie around.

She was a good girl. A sweet girl. The sexiest fuck this side of life and I don’t even know how we’d managed to find her—or how Helena managed to find her.

Our manager was getting a helluva Christmas present and a big bonus this year for our hard work.

But trust Hudson to throw a wrench in things.

“As much as I love having her around, don’t you think we’re fucking up her life here?” Hudson looked at me and Brody over his empty plate. “This can’t be good for the female.”

“What do you mean?” was my grunt. But the dread in my veins told the whole story. I knew.

“She deserves better than us,” Hudson shrugged. “What do you think? She’s eighteen and was a virgin until we got our cocks into her. She’s young and inexperienced. We’re kind of taking advantage of her naivety and…I don’t know. It feels wrong, I guess. She deserves a loving, devoted husband and a bunch of kids, not three bastards like us that are just using her for sex.”

I glared at him, blue eyes flashing.

“Come on, Hudson. Why you gotta be such a fucking downer?” was my growl. “We were having a good time.”

But by the look on Brody’s face, I knew he was thinking seriously about what Hudson just said. His lip curled, staring at the tablecloth.

Sure, I get it.

I’m a protective bastard. Plus, I genuinely cared about the girl. She didn’t compare to our other quick fucks, not even close.

Maybe Kate deserved a man who could give her a normal life. Babies, a desk job, a simple house in the suburbs. But wasn’t it okay to play for a while? Who was I to judge?

The three of us were silent for a moment, the waiter pausing with a question on his lips. But we waved him away before the words came.

And finally, I had to say it.

“You’re right, Hudson.”

“Yeah,” Brody nodded, expression stern. “She deserves better than us.”

Fuck. We found our perfect girl, and just like that, she’ll be gone.

“We should let her go, then,” Hudson growled. “And soon.”

Shit, this sucked. The air evaporated from my lungs, making it hard to breathe. My limbs felt cold and lifeless. And what was the point anyways?

She couldn’t take her virginity back.

“After the show in ‘Frisco,” Hudson spoke abruptly.

I turned to stare at him. Was he serious? Did he really think that we’d be ready to give up Kate so soon?