Monroe, Marla - Her Biker Boyfriends [The Dirty Dozen 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Marla Monroe

  “I’m too heavy for you, Drew, put me down.”

  “You’re not heavy, baby. Settle down, or I will drop you.” He chuckled as he climbed the stairs.

  When she looked over his shoulder it was to see Ranger right behind them with a carefully blank expression on his face. She’d worried him, and he was obviously closing off. It saddened her that she’d caused him to doubt how he treated her. She had to convince him he hadn’t hurt her.

  They walked into the bedroom, and Drew laid her on the bed before climbing on beside her. They shoved the covers down then climbed under them. Ranger watched them, and then he climbed in beside Carly. She immediately rolled over to cuddle against him, her head on his shoulder. Drew moved in behind her and nuzzled her neck.

  “Get some sleep, baby.”

  Ranger kissed her forehead, telling her to rest, but Carly couldn’t sleep right away. She listened to their breathing even out, and then their light snores. She smiled then sobered. What was she going to do? She was slowly falling in love with them. They were so different from each other, but she wanted them both. How could she feel that way about both of them? Dating them both was supposed to be about having fun and doing something a little kinky for a change.

  She didn’t know what she was going to do when they decided to end it. Maybe she needed to do it first before she was in any deeper. Somehow the idea of not seeing them again seemed wrong. Just the thought of it sent her into a panic.

  With a sigh, she realized there was nothing she could do about tonight and maybe not tomorrow. There was no way she would miss one minute of their company or their loving while she had the chance. When they ended it there would be plenty of time for her to deal with the consequences of staying.

  With that thought, she relaxed and soon fell asleep.

  Chapter Seven

  Ranger woke early the next morning with Carly’s sweet ass nuzzled up against his cock. He resisted the urge to thrust against it. He needed to think. He couldn’t do that with the scent of her so near. He climbed out of bed as quietly as possible and grabbed his jeans to put on before padding down to the kitchen.

  Once there, he started a pot of coffee, and then sat sipping on it while he thought. No doubt Drew would wake up and seduce her before they came downstairs. He could easily be there with them, but he needed some space. He realized last night when he thought he had hurt her that he was becoming attached to her. He was sure Drew was feeling the same way.

  He sipped the hot liquid, contemplating his feelings for her. She soothed him, relaxing him as no one else ever had. What was different about her? The fact that she embraced her sexuality and was so accepting of him despite his aggression probably contributed to it. He’d never met a woman as open as she seemed to be.

  A few minutes later, Drew walked downstairs fresh from a shower. His hair was still wet and he looked thoughtful. Maybe he was thinking about how he felt about Carly as well.

  “Carly is still sleeping. We need to talk.”

  Ranger nodded and poured the other man a cup as well. He waited while Drew took a sip then set his mug on the bar.

  “I think I’m falling in love with her,” Drew said.

  Ranger sighed and stared at his friend. They’d always planned to share a woman. Ever since they had been introduced to ménages overseas while in the army, it was all they wanted. Now, faced with the actual possibility, they were both wary of the idea.

  “How do you feel about her?” Drew asked.

  “I care about her. She settles me in a way I’ve never experienced before. I’m not sure about love, though. Maybe.” He stood up and refilled his cup.

  “Let’s see how things progress over the rest of the weekend.”

  “Okay. I’m with you.”

  They looked up when they heard the creaking of the steps. Carly emerged into the living room and crossed to the kitchen.

  “I smelled coffee. Is there enough for me?’

  “Plenty.” Ranger pulled down another mug and filled it.

  When he handed it to her, their fingers touched and electricity shot up his arm. She jerked, almost sloshing the hot liquid out of the cup, making him think she’d felt the same thing. Her eyes widened for a second, then curiosity filled them.

  “We thought we’d go for a ride toward Fort Worth and see the sights. Sound good to you?” Drew seemed unaware of the tension in the air.

  “That sounds like fun.” She shivered looking at over at Ranger then back at Drew.

  “I’m going to take a shower,” Ranger said.

  He resisted the urge to pull Carly into his arms and suggest she join him. Until he had a better grasp on his feelings, he needed to back off some. He didn’t want to scare her. He knew if he let things progress he’d be aggressive and possessive of her. Drew would be able to help him control most of it.

  Ranger turned on the shower attached to his room and adjusted the hot water to a libido-cooling temperature, and then stepped in. The lukewarm water splashed over him. His cock didn’t shrivel as he had hoped. With her just downstairs, he didn’t think it would. He didn’t want to ride with a hard-on, so he took matters into his own hands.

  Grabbing his rock-hard dick, he began to run his hand up and down the stiff stalk. He squeezed at the base then ran a hand over the top before starting all over again. Heat ran along his spine to settle at the base of it. The more he pumped his fist, the closer he grew toward his orgasm. He felt his balls begin to tighten, the cum boiling as he stroked up and down the stalk.

  He couldn’t help but imagine Carly’s wet mouth encircling his cock as he pumped it in and out of her mouth. She would use her tongue on him, running it all around his dick until he shot cum down her throat.

  His balls burned and began to draw up in preparation of coming. He pumped his cock harder, wishing Carly was there and cursing the fact he’d refrained from asking her to join him. He was sure she would have.

  Fire shot down his spine and ignited his balls. They tightened then erupted. He shot cum in streams to the shower wall as he rose on tiptoe with the sensation. He ended up with one hand bracing against the ceramic tile. Once he’d caught his breath, Ranger cleaned up and shut off the shower. He dried off and dressed feeling no more relaxed then when he’d come upstairs.

  When he went back downstairs, Carly met him with a smile. His cock sprang to attention. Fuck, so much for riding comfortably. He touched her face with his hand. She rubbed her cheek against it, closing her eyes when she did. It caused an ache inside of him.

  “Breakfast is ready,” she said in a husky voice.

  “Where’s Drew?” Ranger looked around the kitchen.

  “He went out to check the bikes.”

  “He left you to cook?” That didn’t sound like Drew.

  “No, I figured I could whip up some omelets while you two were busy. I hope it was okay.” She bit her lower lip.

  “Yeah, it’s fine, but you didn’t have to. You’re our guest this weekend.”

  “What smells so damn good?” Drew walked in from the garage door.

  “Carly made omelets.”

  “Aw, hell. You didn’t have to do that, baby. We were going to take you out to eat.” Drew wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her in close.

  Ranger waited for a pang of jealousy to kick in with his newfound knowledge that he really cared about her. When it didn’t, he relaxed.

  “Let’s eat, guys.” She pulled out of Drew’s arms and led the way to the kitchen bar where she already had plates out.

  They finished breakfast, and Carly hurried upstairs to shower and dress. Ranger had to make himself sit down in the living room instead of following her up to help her. He could tell that Drew was having the same problem.

  “What if she’s just in this for a good time?” Ranger asked.

  “We convince her otherwise.”

  “She only went with us that night to have the experience. I’m surprised she wanted to see us again.”

  “I think she likes us m
ore than we think.” Drew leaned forward with his elbows on his knees. “Give her a chance, Ranger. Don’t be negative.”

  “I just don’t see this working. I know we agreed it was what we wanted, but I honestly don’t believe she will want a ménage relationship. At least not with me.”

  “It’s working for the others. It can work for us with the right woman. I think she is the right one, Ranger. You’ve got to quit thinking that you’re unlovable. There’s nothing wrong with you.”

  “I think I scared her last night.”

  “I don’t think so. I think you surprised her. She was all into you, man. Let it go for now. See how things progress.” Drew stood up and stretched.

  Ranger hoped Drew was right, but it all seemed too easy to him. Nothing ever went exactly according to plan. It was one of the first things he had learned in life. It was reiterated in the army. That’s why they always had a plan B. What was their plan B for Carly?

  * * * *

  Carly quickly dried off and pulled on a pair of jeans and T-shirt. She brushed out her hair then looked at herself in the mirror. She winced. She didn’t have on makeup, but decided not to take the time. They had been waiting on her for a good twenty minutes already. Might as well let them see her void of the goo now instead of later.

  She thought back to the little electric jolt she had felt with Ranger earlier. It had startled her. She put it down to static electricity, but the heater wasn’t on and she hadn’t had on anything that should have caused it. With a sigh, she shoved it in the back of her mind before bounding down the stairs.

  The men were waiting on her in the living room talking. They grew quiet when she stepped off the stairs.

  “There you are. Ready to roll?” Drew stood up and grabbed her hand.

  “I’m ready. Sorry it took me so long.”

  “Naw, that wasn’t long. We were talking about where to ride.” Drew kissed her on the cheek and pulled her toward the kitchen door.

  She smiled back at Ranger, who had gotten up and was following them. He had an odd look on his face for a second, but then it changed. She thought he had looked thoughtful before he slipped back into the intense expression that normally played over his face.

  “You can ride with Ranger for the first part of the ride. We’ll stop at some point and grab something to drink. I’ll get you then.” He waggled his eyebrows, and she laughed.

  He was so different from Ranger. She enjoyed being around him because he was so easy to get along with and laid-back. She liked being around Ranger, too. The difference was that he kept her on edge with a thin veil of sexuality that gave her goose bumps. Hell, who was she kidding? He could get her wet with one of his devilish smiles.

  She waited until he had the bike ready before she climbed on back and wrapped her arms around him. She didn’t waste time holding on to his sides. She went for the gold and plastered herself against him. She loved the hardness of his abs and the width of his shoulders. It didn’t seem to bother him, because he pulled out ahead of Drew and took off toward the interstate.

  “You okay back there?” he asked over the headset.

  “Great.”

  She held on as they maneuvered around traffic for the next forty-five minutes. Then they took an exit off the interstate and finally pulled into a truck stop parking lot. Ranger held the bike steady as she got off. When she pulled off the helmet, Drew was there to take it.

  “How are you doing?”

  “Fine. I’m a little thirsty, though.”

  “That’s why we stopped, to get something to drink.” They waited for Ranger to pull off his helmet and follow them inside.

  “I’m going to run to the bathroom while we’re here.” Carly slipped off toward the restrooms that were in the back.

  She quickly finished and washed her hands. When she emerged from the bathroom, the guys were standing there waiting on her.

  “What would you like to drink? You ran off so fast, we didn’t get a chance to ask you.” Drew wrapped an arm around her waist.

  “Oh, sorry. Water would be great.” She followed them over to the coolers and accepted a bottled water from Ranger.

  After Drew paid, they all walked outside to drink them. Ranger ran his bottled water across his forehead, leaving a shiny trail there. Carly had the sudden desire to lick it dry. She almost walked over and grabbed him by the shoulders to pull him down to her level. Instead, she gulped her water and nearly choked.

  “Hey, easy there.” Drew patted her on the back. “Don’t choke.”

  Why was she so aroused by Ranger today? Drew’s kisses made her hot and wet, but Ranger’s looks sent her blood boiling. It had to be the way he’d taken her the night before. It had been hard and fast. She had loved it. She knew he thought he’d hurt her at first, but she’d made sure he knew that he hadn’t.

  “You about ready, baby?” Drew handed her the helmet and pulled on his.

  She smiled and waited for him to mount up before she climbed on behind him. Looking over toward Ranger, she caught him staring at her. She stared back. She hoped he liked her as much as she liked him and Drew. It would really suck if he wasn’t all that into her.

  They rode for another hour or so before pulling off the interstate once more. This time, they found a pizza place and pulled in there for an early lunch.

  “Hope this is okay with you.” Drew waited while she climbed off.

  “Sounds good to me. I can never get enough of it.”

  “Well, we eat a lot of it because neither one of us really wants to cook most of the time.” Ranger steadied her when she nearly lost her balance getting off the bike.

  “I don’t cook as much as I like to. It isn’t worth it for just me. I eat a lot of frozen dinners or go out and get something.” She headed toward the door with one of the guys on either side of her and Drew’s hand at her back.

  When they walked in the door, a waitress hurried up to seat them. Carly noticed that there were only four or five people in the place. They were early.

  “What can I get you guys to drink?”

  They all ordered soft drinks and went ahead and ordered two medium pizzas. Carly hoped they planned to eat most of it. She doubted she could eat more than two pieces. Then again, they were big men. They probably ate a pizza apiece anyway.

  “How long till you go back to work again?” Carly asked.

  “We’re going to be rehabbing another office building in the same complex next week for about a month. Then we’ll take some time off,” Drew told her.

  “I can’t imagine having so much free time. Still, you work long hours and six and seven days a week sometimes. I guess it all evens out.”

  “We’re usually really busy in the spring and summer months, and then slow during the winter and fall months. The weather has a lot to do with it.” Ranger took a drink of his soft drink.

  “I’m usually very busy during the school year and have to work to get people to come in during the summer. They all have somewhere they would rather be other than the dentist at that time of year.”

  “I can imagine.” Drew chuckled.

  “Do you work if you don’t have patients?” Ranger asked.

  “Yeah, I either help the dentist, or I spend time calling up people trying to make appointments with them for their cleanings.” She wrinkled her nose. “That’s not my favorite thing to do. I prefer someone else do that part.”

  “Could you go part-time if you wanted to?” Drew asked.

  “Well, if I could pay my bills, I could.” She laughed. “Right now, though, it takes me working my forty hours to do that.”

  “Do you take vacations when the dentist is gone, or whenever you want to?” Ranger asked.

  She caught Drew watching the other man. What was going on with them?

  “Um, well, I get two weeks. One week is during the summer when the dentist takes off, and the other week I take when I want to. We get several days off around Thanksgiving and Christmas as well.”

  “We don’t work at all
the week of Thanksgiving, or Christmas through New Year’s.” Drew took a drink.

  She was about to ask them when they took vacations when the waitress interrupted them with their pizzas. They spent the next thirty minutes fighting over slices and eating. She actually managed three pieces, much to her dismay. They had egged her on with the third one. She should have stopped. She was going to get fatter than she already was.

  “Why the frown?” Ranger asked her.

  “Just thinking that if I ate like this every day I would be big as a house.”

  “Naw, you look good like you are. Another few pounds wouldn’t hurt you.” Ranger took another bite of pizza.

  “What is it with you women thinking that thin-as-a-rail bodies are sexy?” Drew asked around a mouthful of pizza.

  “Come on. Don’t tell me you don’t look at women with tiny waists and small asses.”

  “We don’t.” Ranger sat back in his chair and stared at her. “I like a round ass that I can squeeze and hold on to.”

  “We like your body just fine, baby. You have perfect breasts and like Ranger said, you’ve got a hot ass.”

  “If you say so. It’s just been my observation that men date thin women.”

  “Maybe some men do,” Ranger said with a growl, “but we don’t.”

  “Since I don’t have a thin body, I guess you don’t.” She paused and thought about that.

  They had sought her out at the club and pursued her even after their first time together. Maybe they did like meat on their women. She smiled. Well, unless she was just easy and that was why they kept asking her out. She frowned then concentrated on her drink. She was second-guessing everything again. It was a bad habit she had developed during her dating years.

  “I’m stuffed.” Ranger leaned back in his chair and stared at the last three slices of pizza on the table.

  “Want to take it back with us or leave it?” Drew asked.

  “I’m for leaving it. It’s only three pieces.”