Monroe, Marla - Their Biker Babe in Training [The Dirty Dozen 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Marla Monroe

  With that, Mark walked down the stairs and went to let the rest of the gang inside. They piled in the living room, taking over every available seat and surface. Leave it to Shane to be the one to point out his lavender scent to the others.

  “He smells like a flower,” Shane announced. “You been trying on different perfumes?”

  “Fuck you.”

  “No, really, guys. Smell him.” Ranger and Drew both walked over and sniffed.

  “You do smell like a flower, man. What gives? You switching sides on us?”

  “Fuck you, too.”

  Just then, Alexis and Neal walked downstairs and all their attention went to her.

  “You going to introduce us?” Cole asked.

  “I’d rather not, and say we did,” he murmured under his breath.

  “Alexis, this is Cole, our leader.”

  “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

  “Thank you. It’s a pleasure to meet you, too,” she said in her polite business voice.

  Neal leaned in and said something to her. Her lips thinned in agitation, then relaxed some.

  Mark went around the room introducing all the gang, plus the three women there with them, Brandy, Tina, and Briana. They were each married to two of the gang members. The women hit it off, and Tina dragged them into the kitchen to talk and make coffee for the guys.

  Mark worried about her at first until he heard her unmistakable, husky laugh above the others. She would be fine with the other women. They were probably already bonding.

  Cole immediately pulled both he and Neal aside.

  “What are your intentions with her?” Cole asked.

  Chapter Seven

  “What in the hell is that supposed to mean?” Mark asked, taking a step back.

  “I’m just trying to find out if you’re going to be moving off and leaving the gang, or hanging around. Is she important to you?” Cole dug his hands into his pockets.

  “Look, man. Just because you found a woman to marry doesn’t mean all of us are ready to settle down,” Mark told him.

  “Neal said over the phone that she would be here another couple of weeks. That sounds a little more permanent than your usual wham-bam weekends.”

  “She’s special, but we’re not looking at long term. She’s got a career that she’ll be going back to.” Neal’s voice didn’t sound all that pleased right then.

  “If you say so.” Cole seemed to contemplate this for a few seconds before he continued. “I’ve got a line on a job starting in three weeks. It’s on the other side of Fort Worth.”

  “Sounds good,” Neal said, looking over his shoulder toward where the women were walking back out of the kitchen.

  “So I can count on the two of you?” Cole asked.

  “Sure. What is it? Another hotel?” Mark finally asked.

  “Actually, it’s rebuilding part of a school that got damaged during that tornado last spring.”

  “No shit. That ought to be worthwhile.” Neal’s attention returned to Cole.

  Mark watched as Alexis walked toward them with two cups of coffee in her hands. She walked with an air of confidence that many woman never learned. She looked at home serving the coffee, even if it were to a bunch of bikers.

  “Here you go.” She handed Mark and Neal their coffee. “I believe your wife has yours, Cole.”

  “I’ll go hunt it and her down.” Cole left after sniffing the air by Mark. “Smells good on you.”

  “Fuck you.”

  “Mark! That’s not nice.” Alexis was obviously fighting hard not to laugh.

  He’d get her later. She’d learn not to tease him. It was good to see her relaxed, and she was. The fact that she seemed to get along with the other women, and even the men, told him that she just needed help and a reason to relax. Well, they would give it to her as much and as often as she needed it or wanted it.

  “Hey, Mark. Where did you find your new cologne?” West asked.

  “It’s a one-of-a-kind made especially for me. Sorry, man. You’re out of luck.” Mark punched him in the arm and walked over to where Neal and Gavin were talking.

  “How long has Briana been off of bed rest?” he asked Gavin.

  “Just a couple of days. We brought her over in the truck. No bike riding for her until after the babies are born.” Gavin’s eyes roamed the room looking for his new wife.

  Briana was close to seven months pregnant with twins. Dillon and Gavin were twins and the proud fathers. Mark couldn’t help but wonder if they were planning to do any more work until after the babies were born with her having had so much trouble early on.

  “So tell us about your ladylove,” Gavin urged.

  Mark looked over at Neal. His friend shrugged.

  “She’s a classy lady that needs a little time to relax. Who better to relax with than us?”

  “Well, since Dillon and I are off the market, I guess you’re right.” Gavin grinned.

  “Smart-ass.” Neal shook his head. “She lives north of here, so she’ll be going back home in a couple of weeks.”

  “Shame, Briana really likes her,” Dillon said, walking up. He looked over at his brother. “I left Briana sitting outside on the deck with Tina to watch her. She’s fine.”

  “Did you ask Cole or Zack yet?” Gavin asked his brother.

  “Yeah, Tina isn’t working anytime soon, so she will be home if Briana needs her. We can work the next gig, I think.” Dillon sipped his coffee. “You two planning on working the one over the other side of Fort Worth?” Dillon asked.

  “Yeah. Cole said it’s a school that got trashed by a tornado. Sounds like a good one to work.” Neal took Mark’s empty coffee cup and headed toward the kitchen.

  “Think you’ll have her out of your system by then?” Dillon asked with a knowing smile.

  “She’s a great woman, but she’s not in our system. We’re just hanging together during her vacation. That’s all.”

  * * * *

  “Really, we’re just friends. I haven’t known them very long at all. I’ll be going home in the next few weeks when my vacation is over.” Alexis brushed off their knowing looks. They didn’t understand the basics behind their relationship.

  “I didn’t think I would be sticking around very long, either,” Tina told her. “I ended up marrying the bastards. Just wait. You’ll see.”

  “Yeah, they have a way of growing on you,” Briana said with a wry grin.

  Everyone looked at her rounded belly protruding from beneath her maternity top and laughed.

  “Not me. I’m most definitely not in the market for a man right now, much less two. It’s a fantasy, ladies. Everyone has them. I’m just lucky enough to be living mine for a few weeks.” She smiled, though she felt anything but confident right then.

  Alexis had realized earlier that day that she was beginning to like the men a little too much. They were getting under her skin with their relaxed demeanor and easygoing attitudes. She wondered how they got anything accomplished as laid-back as they appeared to be. Still, the beautiful house proved they could get down and dirty with the work when they put their minds to it.

  When, or if, she ever got ready to settle down with a man, he would need to be just as ambitious and determined to be the best as she was. How else would she be able to get along with one long enough to be married?

  “So, you’re saying that you can resist their natural charms, should they pour them on?” Brandy asked her.

  “Of course. Really, ladies. They are great men, and know how to treat a lady, but they’re not my type, and I’m most definitely not theirs. I’m about as much a biker babe as they are businessmen.”

  The other three women began to laugh uncontrollably, and then Briana held her belly and settled down. Tina walked over and held her hand.

  “You okay?”

  “Yeah, but I woke up the kids. They’re rebelling at my laughing while they were trying to sleep.”

  “What do you mean? Is something wrong?” Alexis’s gut tightened th
at she might have caused a problem with the woman’s pregnancy.

  “No, nothing is wrong. Here, feel.” Briana grabbed Alexis’s hand and laid it across her swollen belly. “The kids are kicking me black and blue, is all.”

  Alexis nearly screamed at the first kick against her hand, but she couldn’t pull it back because Briana had her hand over it.

  “See, they’re really active when they first wake up. You should see the guys when one of them gets kicked first thing in the morning,” Briana said with a soft smile.

  Alexis finally managed to extract her hand from Briana’s. She found sometime later that she was holding it against her own belly. She jerked it away and warned herself not to let the women’s talk get to her. She wasn’t sticking around any longer than her vacation time. She needed to get back to work before she lost her precious position in the law firm.

  “Hey, baby, you ready to head home?” Dillon asked as he and Gavin walked outside the house.

  They were followed by all of the other men, as well, and the deck was soon crowded. Alexis found herself pinned between Ranger and Drew with wide smiles on their faces and obvious erections. She bit her lower lip and looked around for either Neal or Mark. She caught Neal’s gaze, and the other man made a beeline for her.

  “Horning in on our woman?” Neal asked, his voice a little deeper than usual.

  “Naw, just waiting to see how long it took you to find her.” Ranger grinned and stepped back. “Can’t blame a man for looking when there’s something as tasty as Alexis standing alone.”

  “Find your own woman, guys. She’s ours.”

  “Oh, really?” Alexis asked. “Just how did I come to belong to you?”

  “You came home with us, so you belong to us until you leave,” Neal said with a growl.

  Then he glued his mouth to hers, his tongue licking along the seam of her lips until she opened to him. He slid his alongside hers then pulled away to kiss her on the nose. She liked his playfulness. She liked a lot of things about him, just like she liked a lot of things about Mark, as well.

  “Trouble?” Mark asked, walking up to them.

  “She’s always trouble,” Neal said, pulling on her hair.

  They walked everyone back through the house and outside as they got on various bikes and in trucks to leave. When they’d waved the last of them off, Alexis began picking up empty coffee cups and rinsing them to put in the dishwasher. Mark helped while Neal closed up the house for the night.

  “You’ve got an interesting bunch of friends,” she told Mark.

  “They’re good people. You can always count on them.”

  “I believe it. I can’t believe that each of those women is married to two men. I mean, it’s not legal and all.”

  “No, it’s not legal, but they’re married legally to one of them, and then they said vows in front of all of us to both of them. So in our eyes, it’s legal.”

  “Why?” she couldn’t help but ask.

  “It’s just our way. We were in the army together and stationed overseas. We started sharing our women then, and it’s a way of life for us now. The benefits far outweigh the problems. As long as there’s no jealousy, then it works great, and you have to admit, you enjoy the double attention.” Mark smiled and nipped at her neck.

  “Yeah,” she managed to get out before giggling when he blew a raspberry on her neck. “Stop that.”

  “Hey, let’s move it upstairs,” Neal said, walking into the kitchen. “I’ve got the house locked up.”

  “Sounds good to me.” Mark picked Alexis up and tossed her over his shoulder.

  “Put me down!” she squealed.

  He popped her on the ass and she squealed again. “Stop that.”

  “You’re full of demands tonight.” Mark walked up the stairs with her hanging upside down. She grabbed his waist.

  “Let’s see if we can’t put a stop to her high-handedness,” Neal said.

  “What did you have in mind?” Mark asked, tossing her on the bed.

  “I think she needs a spanking,” Neal said.

  “Oh, hell, no.” Alexis scrambled over on the other side of the bed.

  The men split up and walked around the bed so that she was cornered. Alexis had nowhere to run. Mark grabbed her around the waist when she attempted to climb over the bed. He carted her around it.

  “Help me undress her, Neal.”

  Neal chuckled when she leveled a look at him. It didn’t stop him from grabbing her legs and pulling off her shoes and socks. Then the bastard had the nerve to tickle her feet. She screamed and kicked out at him, nearly getting him in the balls. He stopped then.

  “She’s feisty when she’s horny,” Neal said with a grin.

  “Finish getting her pants off. She’s slipperier than a greased pig,” Mark said.

  “Did you just call me a pig?” Alexis huffed out a breath and resumed squirming, though not as seriously as before. She was having too much fun now.

  Neal redoubled his efforts at unfastening her jeans. He managed to get them down over her ass and stopped there to grin up at her. She narrowed her eyes at him and made a sloppy attempt at kneeing him. He easily moved back.

  “Hmm, looks like she wants more than a couple of licks, Neal,” Mark mused.

  “Looks like.”

  “No one is going to spank me.” Alexis poked out her chest in an attempt to bow away from Mark’s hold on her. It backfired by pressing her ass tightly against his hardened cock.

  The feel of his dick against her panty-clad ass sent chills down her spine. She shivered and Mark took advantage of her temporary loss of focus to haul her over his lap as he sat on the bed. He had her panties down to her knees in seconds flat.

  “What are you doing?” she demanded.

  “Spanking your pretty ass, baby,” Mark told her.

  “Why? What did I do?” she demanded again.

  “Issuing orders when you’re not the one in charge,” Neal said, squatting beside her.

  “And you’re going to spank me for that?”

  “Actually, we’re going to spank you to relax you.” Mark rubbed circles around her bare ass cheeks. “Trust me. You’ll like it so much you might even come.”

  “They hurt. I don’t see myself coming from getting a whipping.”

  “That’s just it. This isn’t a whipping. It’s a spanking. There’s a difference, baby,” Mark told her.

  “Prove it,” she said, already turned on from his hand rubbing her ass.

  Chapter Eight

  Mark laid a quick tap on each ass cheek then rubbed them with his hand. Alexis squirmed, but remained quiet. It hadn’t really hurt, only stung some.

  He popped her ass twice more, then rubbed over it. She moaned and wiggled her ass to gain his attention again. She felt the first gush of her juices release. She tried to keep her legs tightly squeezed together to prevent Mark from knowing. When he slapped her ass again, the sting sent a thrill straight to her clit and she moaned.

  Neal delved between her legs and found her cunt wet with her juices. She hadn’t been able to hide them after all.

  “Mark, she’s dripping honey down here,” Neal told him.

  “You like having your ass spanked, don’t you, Alexis?” He spanked her again, and she moaned.

  She refused to answer him. If he would spank her just a little harder another couple of times, she might come. She tossed her head and gave them a furious look. They laughed, and Mark peppered her ass with slight stinging pops that soon had her screaming in delight. It had helped that she’d managed to catch Neal’s finger at her pussy and hold it there for added stimulation.

  “Son of a bitch! She just came and used me to do it.” Neal chuckled.

  “I figured she was close because she was daring me to spank her.” Mark helped her strand up and stripped her clothes the rest of the way off her body.

  Alexis stumbled, still shivering from her climax. She couldn’t believe she had just come from getting a spanking. Her ass tingled from the
stinging slaps, but not nearly as much as her clit did. She felt as if she could come again with a little help. She growled and turned on Neal.

  “Whoa, I don’t think I like the look in your eyes, baby.” Neal took a step back.

  “I can’t believe you would run from little ol’ me.” She advanced on him.

  Mark shook his head and began undressing. If she didn’t manage to get Neal, she’d attack Mark. She wanted to come again.

  Neal stood his ground this time when she stepped forward. He crossed his arms and cocked his head.

  “What’s going on in that devious mind of yours?” he asked.

  “I’m horny. I want you to fuck me.”

  “Our little biker babe is coming along well, Neal.”

  “Why should we fuck you, baby?” Neal asked when she plastered herself to him. “I mean, Mark just gave you a climax. Why should we give you another one?”

  “Because I want it, and you’re supposed to be teaching me how to relax. I need to relax again, Neal.” She pouted up at him and began unfastening his jeans.

  “Tell you what. I’ll teach you how to relax all by yourself,” Neal offered as she unzipped his pants and began reaching inside for his dick.

  “I know how to give myself a climax. I don’t need to learn how to do that. It’s boring. You’re much more exciting.”

  “What can you say to that?” Mark asked, now totally devoid of clothes. His cock stood out away from his stomach, heavy and hard.

  “Please, Neal. Fuck me. I want your hot cock so deep inside me I can taste you.”

  “I think we can move on to the next level, Neal.” He pushed his cock against her ass, and she gasped as it rode the indention of her ass to stand up against her lower back.

  “I’m all for that.” Neal stepped back from Alexis’s embrace and pulled his T-shirt over his head in one movement, then stepped out of his boots and jeans. He walked over to the bed and climbed on, crooking his finger for Alexis to follow him.

  “Climb on top of me, baby.” Neal reached over and pulled a condom out of the bedside table drawer.

  Alexis ran her hands up and down Mark’s sides before she walked over to the bed and climbed up. Neal had his dick covered by the time she made it to him. She straddled him, letting him hold his cock steady for her to position her still-slick cunt over it. When she began to slide her pussy down his dick, the sensation bowed her back.