Sharing Britney

by Eden Rose

  SHARING BRITNEY

  A LUCIFER’S LAIR NOVEL

  EDEN ROSE

  Copyright © 2017 Eden Rose

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  This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to a person (live or dead) or place is completely coincidental. Brands are mentioned to enhance the story and not as a form of promotion.

  Dear Reader:

  Welcome back to The Lucifer’s Lair! Sharing Britney is about- well, just that! Flip and Mack Truck agree to share her. When shit gets rough, will Mack Truck stay around or will he bail? Will Britney want Flip even if Mack Truck is no longer in the picture?

  Only time will tell.

  XOXO,

  Eden

  FLIP

  “I’m made of rubber. You blow in my hole. One prick and it’s all over,” Kate says with a giggle while looking at the cards in her hand.

  I’m going to stab one of these mother fuckers who thought playing Dirty Minds with alcohol was a good idea. I’m so hard right now that my dick has stretched out my jeans!

  Britney’s sitting across from me wearing a tighter than sin jean skirt that show off her shapely legs and toned stomach. Even after having a kid, she looks fucking edible. Her legs are crossed in front of her and she’s got a drink in her left hand.

  The smile on her face tells me that she’s having a good time playing this game. Every few minutes, she looks over at me with a sly smile on her face as if she knows how hard I am.

  “A condom?” Rabies states with excitement. The dirty minded asshole of my brother would immediately think that.

  I punch him in his side. “Like you know what a condom is!” I tease.

  He smirks and then throws his head to the side like he’s trying to think of something to say. “I used one on your girlfriend last night! No telling where your dirty dick has been!”

  My eyes spin to look at Britney to see if she’s amused. Her face is red with curiosity. “Nah, man. I always wrap it up. No telling where your dicks have been,” I lash out.

  Mack Truck chuckles from next to Britney with a smile on his face. I know the asshole has a crush on Britney but what I don’t know is how he’s going to handle it when I make my move.

  I’ve wanted this woman for a long time but I haven’t done shit about it because I didn’t want to start some drama inside the clubhouse. Now, I don’t know what else to do. She’s so fucking hot… Plus, she’s an amazing person who doesn’t deserve to see Mack Truck hooking up with all of these other girls.

  Kate squeals as she’s tickled in the side by Skip, one of the newest brothers in the club. He’s got it bad for her but she’s too busy loving the attention she gets from being a fly.

  “A balloon?” Britney’s hypnotic and sultry voice says.

  My eyes watch her lips as they twist and turn with the words. How they pucker up just enough to make me wonder what they taste like.

  Kate throws the card down and stands up. “That’s not fair! You cheated!” She says and stomps her feet like a two year old.

  Not going to lie, while she stomps her feet, her tits jiggle but I’m more interested in watching Britney.

  Brit shrugs and swipes the box away from Kate’s hands. While she searches for the card she wants, I can see her looking at me through her side eye. Her lips tug into a smile causing me to wink at her. She blushes through her whole body.

  “Hey, precious,” I say to her over everyone talking over the game. We have been playing for about twenty minutes and I’m positive that everyone is as turned on as me after playing this so long. “Make sure you pick a dirty one,” I husk over to her.

  “Someone’s got it bad!” Rabies shouts with his hands above his head. “How about you give ol’ Flip a taste of that sweet mouth?” He taunts Brit.

  She blushes but smiles at me. I wink and she winks back.

  Kate nudges her in the side. “Yeah, fuck this game! Let’s play Truth Or Dare!”

  “What is this? Fuckin’ preschool?” The Bear shouts with his arm around Pinky. The two of them have been going strong so I’m not surprised to see her all pressed up against him.

  “C’mon! You don’t think it would be fun?” She taunts with the innuendo. “Don’t you want to see me get naked or something?”

  He grabs her off her seat and thrusts her onto his lap with his arms wrapped around her body to hold her tight. “Of course I want to see you naked. I want to see you naked on our bed with your legs wide open to show me that beautiful pussy. I just don’t want these chuckleheads to see you naked, baby.”

  Brit fans her face. “Man, there’s something hot about a guy who’s in love with his woman,” she blurts out.

  We all burst out laughing at her.

  “All right,” Mack Truck states with his hand in the air like he’s about to say something profound. “Since it’s Brit’s turn to pick a card, she gets to pick if we get a new game.”

  Amanda, one of the other flies that’s been hanging around since we started getting new brothers in here, waves her hand in the air. “Truth or Dare! Truth or Dare!”

  Brit purses her sultry lips making me want to jump over the table that separates us and smash my mouth against hers. Hell, that’s not a bad idea.

  Before she can say anything, I decide that I’m going to take over this party. “Since when are we in some middle school parties? Let’s drink and play strip pool or something!”

  “If we play strip pool, are you going to naked?” She challenges me with her eyebrows quirked up.

  I stand up and take off my cut. I lightly throw it on the chair I got out of and slip off my shirt. Once it’s off, I throw it at her. She catches it out of reflex and brings it to her nose to smell me.

  “Shit, you smell good!” She moans.

  Feeling like a god damned king, I whistle at her. “Your turn, baby.”

  Everyone in the room disappears as I challenge her to play along with me.

  “Strip pool!” Jen yells from the corner with Slice’s hands trying to grab her waist. Jen is a fucking wild woman! She’s the type that would dance on tables if she could get away with it but Slice isn’t having that anymore.

  Fuck, he put the HELL NO in her teaching pole dancing to the strippers at The Kitty. Something about not wanting his woman teaching those whores her tricks or some shit.

  MACK TRUCK

  There’s nothing I love more than a challenge. A challenge for who is top dog, is something I love more and this is exactly what Flip’s doing.

  I’m watching from the corner of the bar with some new fly riding my lap like I’m a bull or something while Flip tries to make some moves on Brit. Britney’s a beautiful woman but she’s meant to be more than some chew toy for the brothers. She’s meant to be more than just a fuckin’ fly.

  “If it bothers you so much, why don’t you do something about it?” The chick in my lap calls me out.

  I fling my head back to look at her glossy eyes. “What are you talkin’ about?”

  I know exactly what she’s talking about and I don’t like the fact that I’m so transparent. I’ve kept my feelings for Britney a secret for a long time and no one has called me out on it before. Now, I’m being threatened by my brother.

  My best friend.

  My brother of the heart or whatever you hippies call it.

  The woman cups my face with her long red painted fingers and places her lips on mine. She grinds her pussy against the bulge in my pants with
the beat of the music. My dick hardens, but it hardens because I’m staring at Britney taking off her shirt to show her plush tits straining in her lacey bra.

  I push the chick off me and stand up. “Fuck off,” I mumble to her and walk over to the bar to grab another drink.

  Kate’s got her tongue down Rabies’ throat and his hand is up her short skirt. I already know where this is about to end up!

  I snap my fingers at one of the flies who’s behind the bar and she slides me over a beer. I immediately pop the top before rollin’ over to where the DJ is at. Cam, one of the brothers who prospected with me, is our DJ and he’s got some awesome skills.

  “Play something we can dance to. You know?” I question him with a smile.

  Just then, he starts playing some R & B, the real “baby making music” and I walk over to Brit who is in her thong and bra by the pool table. I place my hands on her hips, and make her dance with me.

  It’s not long before every one of the brothers follow me but I’m really wanting to see what Flip does. I’m not trying to be an asshole to him, I want to see how far he’s willing to go for her.

  I thrust my hips to the music and she grinds her ass against my bulge seductively. Letting my hands wander over her body, I’m impressed to see that she’s now covered in goosebumps. I lace one of my hands around her wrist, bring it up to my neck and let her drape her arm around me that way. We do a slow yet dirty grind to the music.

  And it only got dirtier when Flip took the place to her front. She brings her other arm to circle around his neck and he smirked at me with the look of intent.

  Britney’s breathing harder while we push and pull her to the music and to our bodies. I know that she’s turned on because her skin is ruddy.

  “Are you wet, gorgeous?” I ask her, letting my breath fan over her face.

  She hums.

  “If I stick my hand in your thong, will I find your gorgeous pussy soaking wet? You like being in the middle, don’t you?” Flip taunts.

  Her chest rises and falls pushing her tits further out of her lacey bra and I can’t help but stare at them. She’s so fucking gorgeous.

  “God help me! I love being in the middle,” she admits.

  I chuckle against her throat and dip my hand down her body until my fingers brush against the lace material of her thong. She’s breathing heavier and I wink at Flip to let him know to do what I am doing.

  The second my finger dips below the material, he’s got his fingers massaging her clit. Brit’s moaning against us as we work her like a violin. My fingers are diving in and out of her pussy while Flip is rubbing her clit.

  “Are you going to come? I bet you’re going to come like the good girl you are,” I whisper to her.

  She nods her head. “Yes! Yes! Oh please!” She begs.

  “Should we let her come?” I ask Flip. My fingers are soaked from her juices that are flowing out. Her pussy is snug against my fingers but I love how tight she is. My dick is harder than a fucking rock right now at the thought of fucking her.

  “Yeah, we should let her come,” Flip says. “Come, baby. Come so fuckin’ hard for us that you black out.”

  Brit gasps before moaning loudly. “Oh shit! I’m coming!”

  Everyone else in the room, disappears. It’s just Flip and Britney and I and we are finally acting out our fantasy of sharing this woman.

  The creamy honey that’s squirting out of her pussy, has me rubbing her skin harder. “Shit!” I mumble against her neck. “You are so fuckin’ hot!”

  There’s a throat clearing next to us. I look up with hooded eyes about to kill whomever interrupted us until I see The Bear. “Holy shit, that was hot!”

  I spin her around for her to face me and I drink in her love-drunk expression that’s got me more turned on than ever. “Soon, my love. Soon, we’re going to give you all those dirty fantasies that are swimmin’ around your beautiful head.”

  BRITNEY

  “Are you going to come? I bet you’re going to come like the good girl you are.”

  No matter what I do, I keep hearing Mack Truck and Flip’s voice in my ear whispering dirty things that have got me all tingly.

  This morning, I have woken up with a slight hangover and a headache that’s pounding a painful beat of drums in my head. I throw back the covers of my bed, and swing my body to the edge of the bed to get out.

  It’s only a matter of time before Aidan’s awake and going through the fridge to find something to eat for breakfast. At six, the kid is pretty smart and knows how to make himself a bowl of cereal along with a mean PB&J.

  According to him, he makes cereal and the PB&J better than I do so I have banned from making it for him.

  How did I become this woman? The woman that’s living in a small two bedroom apartment with her six year old son… Yeah, I’ve totally become that person.

  Aiden, my six year old, is the spitting image of his dad right down to his furrowed brow that he gets when he’s concentrating too much. I will say that his red hair is mine, though.

  Unfortunately, the yelling of my son is what snaps me out of the thoughts from last night. Mack Truck has been playing this game with me for two years and he’s finally showing that he might be interested in me as well. I’ve been in love with him for a long time and he’s never shown me this much attention.

  Fuck! I hope it doesn’t have to do with some type of jealousy over Flip paying attention to me.

  I’ve never kept it a secret that I have an extreme attraction to both men. I’m pretty positive that all the brothers know this and probably the guys do too. The issue? One night of sex would be amazing between the two, but Mack Truck’s already burned me.

  My breathing is heavy as I roll off of Mack Truck and reach for the edge of the bed to help me get off. He fucked me so good that my thighs are shaky and my body is hurting from it.

  All in a delicious way.

  “Shit, that was good!” Mack Truck whistles while I snuggle in next to him on the bed.

  I close my eyes trying to regulate my breathing. “Yeah,” I husk out.

  From the minute my eyes landed on Mack Truck, I’ve been a goner. There’s something about the way he looks at me- like he sees me- that has me all twisted up inside. For the most part, he has made it his mission to flirt with me just enough to keep me interested but he’s pushed me away enough for me to know that he’s not the serious type.

  That was until tonight. Tonight was mind blowing! The sex was off the charts delicious and the way he caressed me has me positive that he’s got feelings for me too.

  “So, uh, see ya around.”

  “What?” I reply. Surely I heard him wrong. There’s no way he would just kick me out after rocking my world.

  He sits up on the bed with the top sheet pooling in his lap. “No offense, but I’m not the type of guy who’s gonna settle down. This was fun and all, but it’s time for you to leave.”

  Feeling dejected and all sorts of used, I fling my body out of the bed and stomp towards my clothes. I can’t believe that after all of this time, he still doesn’t want me.

  “This was fun, though,” he says with a cocky smile on his face.

  I shake my head, not saying anything as I gather all of my clothes and walk towards the bathroom. Letting him see me naked any longer is the last thing that I want. I feel vulnerable, exposed… This wasn’t just sex to me. This was him making me feel like the whore that only he brings out of me.

  Walking through the clubhouse to get to my car, I feel like the biggest skank in the world. Everyone here knows that we just had sex and I might as well have a big stamp on my forehead from it.

  The stomping of my six year old is echoing through the small apartment. “I don’t think I should have to go to school no more!” He suggests to me with a conversational tone.

  I roll my eyes while walking out to where he’s standing with his left shoe in his hand and his right shoe on the floor. Like always, he has milk all over his mouth from his cereal that h
e ate.

  Shrugging, I prepare myself for the battle of the day. “If you don’t go to school, what are you going to do all day while I work?” I ask him logically. The negotiating is something new but he’s so cute when he tries to tell me how things are going to go.

  He puckers his gorgeous face up like he’s thinking about it. “I will get a job and be a man!”

  I try not to laugh, I really do. It just came out though! “Your job is to be a kid,” I giggle through the seven words trying to be reasonable.

  “But, mom!” Aiden yells at the top of his lungs. “Tons of people drop out. You know? Tons of smart people did it and they are rich.”

  “Aiden Michael Lewis!” I say with an authoritative tone of voice hoping to deescalate the current battle between myself and my son on going to school. “You can’t drop out of school in the first grade. Who’s going to take care of mommy?”

  He snarls his lip at me and then cocks his hip. “Well, maybe you should get a husband. Joey, at school, said that his mom got a husband and now she doesn’t have to work because she’s a gold digger. You should be a gold digger!” He’s smiling at me like he’s cracked a big case. “You know? Go get coffees, do that bendy exercise that rich people do. You know what I mean. His mom does all that and has a tennis coach.”

  My mouth drops open. “He said that?” I ask him while leaning against the kitchen countertop.

  The apartment that we’re living in isn’t big by any means, but it’s home. Plus, The Lucifer’s Lair MC, definitely hooked us up with this place when we needed a place to live.

  Yeah, I’m a fly but that doesn’t mean that I’m fucking all the brothers or anything. In fact, I have only slept with a couple of them and none of them were phenomenal besides Mack Truck.

  “Well, that’s what I said, isn’t it?” He sasses me with a shit-eating-grin on his face.

  I ruffle his mop of hair and giggle at his silliness. “Okay, mister. Get your backpack and all your stuff for school. We need to get you there.”

  Aiden’s little mouth turns into a frown. “Can’t we talk about this?”