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Leah pressed back against him, moaning and gagging as Tank made her take his cock.

She was everything, the way her pussy gripped him, how wet she was—every single part of him was completely taken by this woman.

He wasn’t the kind of man to fall for any woman, but Leah was different.

Staring down at his slick cock, he fucked her harder, making her take every single inch of him.

He couldn’t hold back, and as he heard Tank moan, filling her mouth, Edge came hard. Holding his dick inside her, he stroked her pussy, bringing her to orgasm. Each flutter of her cunt made him moan.

Tank pulled out of her mouth, kissed her head, and Edge lifted her up into his arms. As Edge carried her over to the sofa, Tank collapsed into the chair opposite.

Edge ran his fingers through her hair, and she rested her head against his chest.

“That was amazing,” she said.

He chuckled. “There is going to be more where that came from.”

She snuggled up against him. The sound of his stomach growling filled the air, making her laugh.

“I guess I better go and take care of that.”

He didn’t want to let her go, but he did. She climbed off his lap, his cock pulling out of her pussy.

He took her hand, pulling her close and kissing her.

Tank did the same before she left.

It wouldn’t be long before the scents of her cooking filled the clubhouse.

“We’ve got it bad,” Tank said.

“That we do.”

“She’s a weakness, we can’t deny that.”

Edge looked toward Tank. “We can protect her.”

“I have no doubt about that. We will always protect her. It has only been a week for us all, but the question is, Edge, are we keeping her for a lifetime? She’s not a debt. We can all agree on that. Is this for forever?”

Edge rubbed at his temple. When he thought about the future, it did include Leah. He could see her at the clubhouse, a couple of kids, all of it. They had all been coming inside her, and she wasn’t on any kind of birth control.

There was no doubt they were playing with fire. One of them could get her pregnant. The point of sharing one woman was it didn’t matter who fathered the child as they would all be a family.

“Do you want forever?” Edge asked.

“Yes.”

“No doubts?”

“There’s no doubts to be had. I know what I want, and Leah’s it. Have you seen the way she looks at all of us? I’ve not smiled this much in the whole of my life. She makes me happy. You can’t deny that.”

“I know she makes us all happy.” Edge ran a hand down his face. “I’ve got to deal with her mother. She’ll be coming back for more, and she owes us money.”

“If we don’t handle her, she’s going to make us look weak,” Tank said.

“What do you think Junior, Dig, and Trick think?” Edge asked.

He’d not gotten a chance to talk to the other boys yet.

“We already know Junior and Trick are in love with her.”

“Love?”

“They got it bad. I don’t know about Dig, but every time she’s in a room, his gaze is on her.”

“We’ve all got our gazes on her.”

“Call church. Ask them. We’ll find out what they all want.”

It didn’t matter what they all wanted. It was what Leah wanted that counted.

****

Junior scrubbed at the toilet along with Leah. She’d been cleaning the bathroom for the past couple of hours, and she’d even gotten Dig to go and get some paint.

“You know, there’s nothing wrong with the bathroom the way it was.”

“I don’t like the red walls, and Edge said I could decorate if I wanted to. I love white walls. It’ll be clean, and it won’t look messy.”

“Red is all about sex.”

“A bathroom is not sexy. It’s a functional place.” She wrinkled her nose.

“This bathroom is bleached from top to bottom. There’s no way anything could grow in this place.”

He wore a pair of pink rubber gloves. It was a Friday, which meant it was his day with Leah. They all shared the day of the week with her. It didn’t mean for a second that other brothers didn’t join in. He knew Leah had been shared by Edge and Tank. Trick and Dig had also been with her, and he’d shared her with Tank yesterday.

Now though, she did look exhausted. Not that he had a problem with that.

Spending time with her was the main thing.

Leah got to her feet, removed her gloves, and went to the paintbrush. She dipped it into the pain, and ran the brush across the wall. The red was so dark it didn’t exactly do a good job.

“That doesn’t work.”

“It’s going to need a couple of coats, that’s all. I don’t mind.”

“You like decorating?” he asked.

“I like making things look clean. I don’t like the red. It reminds me of one of the foster homes I was at. The guy had red walls, and he had women visiting him every single night. We’d have to go in and clean the rooms he was in. There were always used condoms.”