Sorcha and Major had just left to go home with their passed-out grandkids, but Sorcha had given me a few reading recommendations before she’d left as well.
Apparently, all of us were avid romance readers.
And our men were eating it up.
They had no idea what kind of freaks their wives were.
“Let me see that.” Gentry paused, his eyes widening. “Is this seriously one of your favorites?”
I nodded.
“Read it,” Denver urged. “I’m dying over here.”
“That’s my wife!”
“Ohhhh!” Nettie nodded. “That’s one of my favorite lines, too. When he’s all snarly and mad, and he’s ready to take on the world for her. Him shouting out ‘That’s my wife!’ is God tier.”
“What else?” Gentry held my Kindle back out to me.
I found the next quote, and I swear I saw his ears turn pink.
“You’re serious.”
“Read it!” Weaver laughed jovially.
Gentry cleared his throat before saying, “I want you on your knees, ass in the air, hands on the headboard. Don’t move and take my cock like a good little girl.”
The women squealed in delight.
All of us but Nettie were drunk, so of course we sounded obnoxious when we did.
“You have a really great voice,” Ida Bell, Boone’s sister, admitted. “Have you ever thought about being an audiobook narrator?”
Gentry shook his head. “Next.”
I found him the next quote and sighed.
“I don’t want your money or your material things. I want your heart. I want your kisses. I want your time. I want the babies that you’re going to plant in my belly. I want your love. I can live without a car or a house. But I can’t live without you.”
“Awww,” the ladies cooed.
“Read mine,” Holly demanded, shoving her phone at Denver.
Denver took the phone as he was taking a sip of beer, then leaned forward and spit the beer into the fire.
“What the fuck!”
“It’s a monster romance!” Holly giggled. “I just read it last night. Read the highlighted portion.”
“Do it,” Thumper urged.
Thumper was one of the newest patched members. His buddy, Bells, had been sitting next to him grinning but not participating. He was probably terrified of having five drunk ladies’ attention.
“You will take both of these cocks, one in that tight pussy, and one in your ass, just the way God intended. You will be filled with my seed when I come, then you will let me drink it from you while I worship that pussy. When I’m done, I’ll keep my cocks in you all night long so that not a drop will spill. By morning, you will be pregnant with my child.”
I giggled, burying my face into Gentry’s neck.
He squeezed me tight and leaned to the side, his voice a raspy whisper as he said, “Do you ever think about having two cocks filling you?”