Room Thirteen: Bred by the Bears

Famous sculptor Ryker Trygg never thought of himself as the leader of a pack. Or in a pack at all. Armel and Obsidian, his two closest friends and he certainly shared an affinity for more animalistic forms of kink play. But until Miele, he never considered the implication of their play or his position within their friendship.

Sure, they preferred the women they played with to be totally natural, ungroomed, and completely comfortable with bareback fun. It was a tall order of preferences and they'd yet to find a partner that fit well between the three of them. That was until Miele brazenly approached them. Her one rule, don't fall for her. They thought it would be easy. After all, isn't Club Sin simply about fantasy fulfillment? It isn't a dating service. They'd never intended to use it as such. Yet, none of them can stop thinking about their night of debauchery or finding ways to continually cross paths.

It was just a game. A pretend fantasy to put a baby in Miele. But somehow the lines blurred. And now, it was all the three men could think about. Maybe things could work out with Miele, after all?