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

by Marla Monroe

  “Oh, God. Yes.” She whispered in a husky voice as she slowly took his thick cock inside her body.

  “Fuck, you’re tight.” Neal seemed to be struggling not to push up.

  Alexis wouldn’t have objected in the least if he wanted to help seat himself fully inside her. She was having trouble. She pulled back up and tried dropping a little more forcefully. Progress. God, but he was big. Finally, after several tries, she managed to completely nestle him inside her needy cunt with him touching her cervix. The pressure felt delicious.

  “Lean forward, baby. I’m going to stretch this tight ass of yours so I can fuck you there.” Mark pushed against her back.

  “What?”

  “It’ll feel so good, Alexis. You’ll see. Just think, both of us inside you at one time.” Neal drew her down until he could wrap his arms around her back. “Remember, relax.”

  “I’m not so sure about this, guys.”

  “We won’t hurt you, Alexis. You say stop and we stop.” Mark bent over and made sure she could hear him. “It’ll burn a little and pinch, but push back and relax and it will feel better than anything you’ve ever felt before. I promise.”

  She felt Neal’s lips on her forehead, and his hands soothed up and down her back. She felt herself begin to relax until the first dollop of cool lube dropped on her asshole. She stiffened up again.

  “Easy, baby. It’s just lube. I’m going to spread it around your little rosette. It’s so pretty and pink looking at me.” Mark talked to her while he rubbed the stuff around, then added more and pushed a finger past the resistant ring of her anus and slowly pressed forward.

  Alexis could honestly say it didn’t really bother her, and began to relax once more. He pumped his finger in and out of her ass several times before withdrawing it and adding more lube.

  Sheesh, I’m going to be too greasy to fuck if he keeps it up.

  Then he began pushing against her back hole again, only with two fingers this time. It burned. She balked at first, then listened as Neal talked her through it.

  “Relax, baby. Push back. That’s right.” Neal kept up a steady stream of encouragement as she breathed through the burn.

  Mark’s fingers popped in and he began to fuck her with them over and over until she was pushing back against him. It felt good—really good. With Neal’s cock inside of her and Mark’s two fingers pumping in and out, she felt full and pleasantly aroused. Then he began to withdraw his fingers and she balked, trying to squeeze down on them so that he couldn’t pull them out.

  “Fuck, that’s tight, baby. Don’t worry. I’m going to fill you back up again. Relax and push out against my cock.” He fitted the head of his cock against her dark rosette and began to push against her.

  She whimpered and buried her head on Neal’s chest. “God, it hurts.”

  “Do you need me to stop, Alexis?” Mark’s voice sounded strained. “Just say the word, baby.”

  She refused to give up. She huffed out a breath and pushed back until she felt him pop through the resistant ring. He drove deeper, then stilled. She felt as if she was choking on cock. It was everywhere. She felt so full and tight. It was wonderful and scary all at the same time. How could she hold them both?

  Finally she couldn’t stand it anymore and began to move between them. The first slide of Neal’s cock against Mark’s took her breath away. Nerve endings woke up that she’d never felt before. They trilled a long line from her ass to her clit. She struggled with the rhythm until finally she cried out in desperation for help.

  “I can’t do it. I need to move. Help me, both of you.”

  It seemed to be all they needed to hear, because they took over, leaving her to receive them as they plunged in and out of her, one then the other.

  “Just enjoy, baby. Let us do the work.” Neal’s voice was mostly a growl now. “Her cunt is so fucking tight.”

  “Her ass is tighter. Just wait till you get to ream her ass. It’s like heaven.” Mark grunted as he shoved forward then retreated.

  They began speeding up and Alexis could only lie there as they tunneled in and out of her body. She felt almost disjointed as sparks flew between her clit and ass. She panted as pressure built and built inside of her. Surely she would die from it before she came. It choked her and spilled out of her as she climbed higher and higher. All at once, she clamped down on the two cocks inside her and flew.

  Her climax overwhelmed her and she lost track of time, but knew the men had come by the shouts and curses that penetrated her foggy brain. She struggled to remain awake, but finally gave in and passed out from utter exhaustion and total relaxation.

  * * * *

  Mark carefully pulled from her ass and collapsed on the bed next to where she lay unconscious on top of Neal. He’d never come so hard in his life. Fuck, he’d seen stars.

  “You alive under there, Neal?” he finally managed to get out.

  “I think so. Damn, that was intense.”

  “I’ll be right back.” Mark managed to get up and grabbed hold of the condom so it wouldn’t leak on his way to the bathroom.

  Having dealt with it, he ran a bath full of warm water and, once again, added the lavender bath salts. She’d need them. He returned to find Neal cradling her in his arms sitting on the side of the bed.

  “She still out?” Mark asked, a little worried.

  “Yeah, but she’s breathing fine. I think we just wore her out.”

  Mark took her from Neal so he could dispose of his condom, as well. He carried his precious cargo to the bathroom and climbed into the tub with her. When he sat down, he felt her moan and cuddle closer to him. He relaxed his grip on her lower body and let her float on out to take full advantage of the warm water. He’d bathe her in a few minutes. Right then, he wanted to enjoy just holding her.

  “How is she?” Neal asked, turning on the shower.

  “Resting and relaxing. I think she’s finally learning how to relax.”

  “I’ll be out in a minute to help you with her.” Neal stepped into the shower.

  Mark kissed her face and mouth and nuzzled into her neck where he could smell her sweet sweat and the underlying scent of woman, his woman. He stilled at the thought. She wasn’t his. She would be leaving soon. He couldn’t think of her that way, but dear God, it felt right.

  A few minutes later, Neal stepped out of the shower, shutting it off and drying off. Then he handed Mark a cloth and the soap. Mark cleaned her from top to bottom and all in between. Once he was finished, he let Neal take her from him to dry her off while he got out, as well. Between the two of them, she was dry and bundled up on the bed in no time. They each got in beside her and wrapped her in their arms.

  “Mark?” Neal asked.

  “Yeah?”

  “I think I’m fucked.”

  “What do you mean?” Mark asked carefully.

  “I’m falling in love with her. She feels so right, man.”

  “She’s leaving in a couple of weeks, Neal.”

  “I know. Think there’s any chance she might change her mind and move in with us?”

  “I don’t know, Neal. I just don’t know.”

  “But you don’t think so, do you,” Neal pushed.

  “No, I don’t think so.”

  “Fuck.”

  Mark waited to see if Neal would say anything more. When he didn’t, he figured his friend had fallen asleep. Sleep wasn’t so easy coming for him. All he could think about was Alexis and how much she’d come to mean to them in such a short time. She’d grown on them with her serious manner and childlike glee at learning to relax.

  He resigned himself to letting her go when it was time and enjoying the hell out of the rest of the time they had with her. There would be time enough to deal with the aftermath once she was gone. No doubt he would be dealing with it for some time to come.

  * * * *

  Alexis awoke the next morning covered in male bodies and deliciously sore all over. She struggled to stretch and, finding it impossible, began p
ushing at arms and legs.

  “Move, guys. I need up.” She finally got some results when she shouted at them. “Move!”

  “What is it? Something wrong?” Neal asked, rolling off of her.

  “I need the bathroom,” she fussed, a little embarrassed.

  “Oh, okay,” Mark said, moving away from her.

  She stood up and stepped gingerly over Mark and then slid down off the bed. Mark laid a slap to her bottom as she stepped away. She growled and walked quickly into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

  After taking care of business, she looked at herself in the mirror. She didn’t look that different. Sure, there was a more relaxed look around her eyes, and she wasn’t standing all stiff, but she sure felt different inside. How had one night changed so much?

  Alexis finally admitted that she’d connected to the guys in a way that was almost primal. It scared her and thrilled her all at the same time. Then reality set in and she realized it would all end soon. She’d only agreed to stay through her vacation, and that would be up in a couple of weeks. What then? It wasn’t as if they had promised her more than her allotted time.

  She sighed and tried to tamp down the sudden emotions that threatened to spill over in tears. What was with her? Why was she so emotional? Because you’re falling in love, you stupid idiot. Now what are you going to do?

  She quickly rinsed her face and walked out into the bedroom to find the men standing up getting dressed. They were so yummy to look at in the nude, all that male flesh. She glanced down. Make that aroused male flesh. Too bad they’d decided to get up instead of mess around in bed first.

  “How are you feeling, baby?” Neal walked over and drew her into his arms for a hug and a quick kiss.

  “I feel good. Ready for whatever you have planned next.”

  Chapter Nine

  Neal shot a look over at Mark, who judiciously kept quiet. Neal couldn’t wait to see her in some slutty clothes, as well as the real ones he wanted her to wear. He wanted to see just how far they could push her comfort zone. Would she balk at the first thing, or be game to play along for a while?

  “We’re going shopping today for some biker clothes. You have to dress the part to really ride.”

  Alexis frowned, furrowing her brows. He could tell she wasn’t so sure about the shopping. Good. It would be fun.

  “You’ll enjoy it. We’ll go to Rue Underground first. They have some of the best gear.”

  Mark smothered a laugh then turned around to put on his boots. Neal frowned at his back.

  “Why do I get the feeling there is more to this than just trying on some clothes?” Alexis asked, jabbing her hands on her hips.

  “Because how you dress is important. Dressing down helps relax you. Don’t you feel better wearing your jeans more than those stiff suits you were wearing when we found you?” Neal asked.

  “Well.” She balked at answering.

  He knew he was right. She didn’t stand so straight and rigid in her jeans and blouses.

  “Get dressed and let’s get on the road. We can eat breakfast out.”

  Mark walked over and stole a kiss before heading for the door. “I’ll wait downstairs, out of temptation’s way.” He winked at Alexis, who blew a kiss at him.

  Neal liked seeing her playful.

  “So, what should I wear since I’m going to be trying on clothes?” she asked.

  “As little as possible, baby. As little as possible.” He pulled her into his arms and kissed her.

  He took advantage of her slightly parted lips and plunged his tongue in deep to lick along the roof of her mouth before sucking on her tongue. When he finally pulled back, she had her eyes closed and was swaying into him.

  “Easy, baby. Don’t fall. Now get dressed. I’ll have some coffee downstairs waiting on you.”

  He left her searching through her things and mumbling to herself. He wondered what she was thinking right then, but then shivered at the thought. There was never any telling what went on in a woman’s mind.

  Mark had the coffee ready when he made it downstairs. He grabbed a cup for himself and took a sip. Damn, it was good first thing in the morning. He sat it down and adjusted his cock in his jeans. He sure could have used some early-morning loving, but that could wait. They needed to push ahead while she was freshly relaxed.

  “You think you’re going to get anywhere with her today?” Mark asked, sipping his coffee.

  “I sure plan on it. I think she’ll enjoy it once she realizes it’s all in fun.” Neal poured another cup of coffee for Alexis.

  She came bounding down the stairs in a pair of jeans and a blouse that she’d left unbuttoned at the top and had knotted around her waist. Good girl.

  “You look good enough to eat.” Neal handed her the cup.

  “Thanks,” she said and took a drink. “Mmm, this is good.”

  “Mark, are you coming?” Neal asked.

  “Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” he said with a wry grin.

  Alexis narrowed her eyes at the two men then sighed and shook her head. She obviously wasn’t going to push it.

  Once they’d finished their coffee, they mounted up and had breakfast at a diner not far from the stores Neal planned to shop in. He dragged her downstairs to Rue Underground and introduced her to the sluttiest clothes he could locate. She balked at first, but allowed herself to be talked into trying on a few of the items. The bustier in red leather was the best as far as Neal was concerned, but she refused to buy it.

  She wandered over to the sex toys and found a flogger. She ran it around Mark’s shoulders then popped it near his ass. He took it from her and shook his head. She pouted prettily for them. Then she located the body jewelry and fell in love with a cat charm belly button ring.

  “What do you think?” she asked, holding it up to her belly button.

  “Baby, it’s you, but let’s wait until after we do all our shopping and we’ll come back if you still want it. You’ll be sore from it.”

  “Okay, but I’m not changing my mind.” She followed them out of the store, obviously happy at not having bought any of the items Neal had picked out.

  He was fine with that. He didn’t like slutty for anything but the bedroom. Next he took her to a classier shop that was more along the lines of what he wanted for her. She seemed taken by the leathers and T-shirts with naughty sayings. She actually tried on most everything in her size before settling on a pair of black leather pants, a pair of black riding boots, and several low-neck blouses. He heartily approved of her purchases.

  “What do you think, Mark?” she asked.

  “I think you did fine. I love the leather pants.”

  “I just had to have that T-shirt about being a biker bitch.”

  “It’s too big to wear anywhere, baby. I’m sure we could have found a smaller one,” Neal said.

  “I want it to sleep in, silly, for when I get back home.”

  Neal sighed, losing the excitement he’d had earlier. Mark seemed just as bummed.

  “How about lunch now?” Mark asked.

  They agreed on a burger and Neal rode her to the Whataburger on the way back to Rue Underground. She hadn’t said she wanted to go back, so he wasn’t going to bring it up. As much as he would love to see her in the belly ring, he wasn’t going to push. That would remind her of them and to relax, but it was a major step since it meant piercing her body.

  “Now we have to plan a short trip somewhere so you can wear your new gear,” he said.

  “Where to?” she asked with a small frown.

  “How about somewhere like Houston, about four hours from here? We can go and spend the night and come back the next day.”

  “Sounds like fun.” She seemed really into the idea.

  “Then we’ll plan to do that tomorrow.” Neal wanted to keep her going. Get her stuck on them and the easygoing lifestyle.

  Yeah, he had an ulterior motive. He wanted her to want to stay with them. Not having her around was going to be pure he
ll.

  “Hey, I almost forgot. I want my belly button ring,” she demanded.

  Mark and Neal exchanged broad smiles.

  * * * *

  Two hours later, Alexis wasn’t all that sure she’d made the right decision. Her belly button hurt, as did her ass from squeezing it against the pain. Then there was the trip back hugging on Mark’s back on the back of the bike. It rubbed the thing. She sighed. It had been her decision.

  She had a small bag of supplies and instructions on how to take care of it until it had a chance to heal. Maybe they should postpone the trip tomorrow. But the men were so looking forward to it. She sighed. She’d tough it through. Surely it would be better tomorrow.

  Once back at the house, she immediately pulled off her jeans and pulled on the oversize T-shirt and collapsed on the couch.

  “I’m bushed.”

  “Shopping was hard work, huh?” Neal asked.

  “You try on everything in a store and tell me you’re not tired afterward,” she fussed.

  “Why don’t we watch a movie, and then order in pizza?” Mark suggested.

  “Sounds good to me,” Neal said. “What do you think, Alexis?”

  “I’m all for it. I like everything but olives. If you have to have them, I’ll pick them off.” She made a disgusted face.

  Mark chuckled and turned her around to march her into the living room. He pushed her down on the couch then strode over to the entertainment shelves and searched through their vast assortment of movies for something to watch. Finally he picked out a lighthearted comedy that wasn’t raunchy or overly sappy.

  The three of them settled on the couch and enjoyed the movie. Alexis even laughed out loud several times. She couldn’t remember ever having laughed so much at one time. It was freeing. Then she couldn’t remember the last time she’d seen a movie or TV show other than the news or financials. She really needed to expand herself more when she got home.