Crissy cried out beside him, the tone in her rising wail one he knew, and he turned his head to watch her come. Lewis was on his knees in an instant to cover her, and the mattress jostled, bed creaking with a timeless song of sex and love and Ty watched his body move and roll as he fucked her through and past her orgasm.
Dick still pointed straight up, impossibly hard and rigid, he palmed himself as he played with the plug, riding the edge of climax himself. Lewis yanked at her hips roughly, elbowing Ty’s leg as he lifted Crissy, pounding into her hard. His mouth was drawn into a thin line across his face, sweat falling from the tips of his hair to her belly when he leaned over her for leverage.
Lewis fell back abruptly as he pulled out of Crissy, then he bent forwards across both of them and stripped his cock furiously, hand blurring with the speed of his punishing strokes. Hard and fast, the wet sound set Ty’s nerves raging again, knowing what he’d taste if he could just get his mouth on Lewis right now. Tang and sweet of Crissy’s juices mixed with the musk and spice of Lewis. He jammed his fingers against the base of the plug, shoved it against his prostate hard and held it there as he came with Crissy’s hand on his cock, pulling and tugging, drawing out ropes of white shooting in an arc that covered his belly. He angled his hips to splash the next stream on her, and then Lewis came with a shout, showering both of them with strings of hot, white fluid.
Ty scrabbled around the edge of the toy with his fingernails, desperate to turn it off, to get it out, because even though he’d come, ejecting copious amounts of spunk, his cock was still thumping and he was done, exhausted, and needed to be lying like a ragdoll on the bed, not drawn up in a bow by the…fingers slipped over his, nudging him aside, and there was a click followed by blessed stillness inside him. The removal of the toy left him feeling empty in a way he’d never experienced, and he looked at Crissy when she laughed at him. “Wha?” He sounded drunk to his own ears, slurring even those few syllables.
“You sounded like me.” Then she made a noise, and he saw Lewis walking away from the bed, purple and black plugs in his hands. “That’s how I feel when you guys pull out after we’re done. Fulfilled, but…”
“Not really sad, just, missing something now. Right?” She nodded. “I love you, Crissy girl. You want a baby, we’ll make a baby.” Her face lit up, and he knew this was right. Knew it down to his bones. No matter what, we’re all in it. This is our forever. “The three of us, we’ll rock the shit out of parenthood.”
Chapter Twelve
Lewis
He stood in the doorway for a moment, taking in the sweet scene playing out on the bed right now. Ty had cuddled into Crissy, a wadded bunch of fabric beside the bed evidence of him trying to clean up after he’d taken two loads on his belly. Lewis refolded the wet rag in his hands, conserving the heat from the water for a moment. Ty needed this opportunity to connect with Crissy on this topic so he could move past it. They’d had a chance to talk in the living room, and had, but Ty processed things differently from either of them.
Crissy went on her emotions, her gut feeling, and she was seldom wrong. It was what had allowed him to sweep her up when they met, because she’d decided that being with him was worth exploring. And it had given him this triad, since she’d done the same when offered the opportunity to discover what it was like to be loved on by two men.
Lewis knew he was an overthinker. Still, after his talk with Ace, it hadn’t taken long for him to realize he’d already been mulling the idea over. Maybe he could blame Yousa’s pregnancy for making this seem a goal within reach, but whatever the genesis, the outcome was the same. He wanted to see Crissy bear their children. His or Ty’s, the paternity didn’t matter to him. Just as long as whatever children they were graced with, had her smile.
Ty was a mixture of both decision methods, moving from gut reactions for intense situations, and dealing with the long-term strategy that came with politics in the club. It was in his raising, and Lewis couldn’t fault him either way. He understood. The problem was, once he jumped one way, like he had earlier, Lewis had expected it would take him longer to find his way back to center. Happy to be wrong.
“Y’all want a lick and a promise of a washup, or wanna jump in the shower quick, rinse off the sticky?” He showed them the rag in his hands, and Crissy voted by spreading her legs for him. Warmth bloomed in his chest at her confidence and trust, and his voice was rough when he told her, “I gotchu, sweetheart.” He climbed onto the bed from the side, placing Crissy between him and Ty and swiped at her belly and breasts first, then Ty’s belly, before moving down to gently wash her sex. “Need a little cleanin’, baby?” he asked Ty, who nodded and lay compliant as Lewis shifted around to reach his ass. That sweet, sweet ass that had taken Ty to heights of pleasure tonight Lewis hadn’t expected. Getting out the plugs was a whim, one he’d known Crissy would be in tune with, but Ty’s reaction was so much more than he could have hoped. “Was good, yeah?” Fuck, where’d that come from? It wasn’t like him to be unsure of himself like that.
“You know it was good, Lewis.” Ty’s soft chide was delivered with a smile. “I can’t imagine how good it’ll be like when you’re in there for real.”
He turned his back on the duo and Lewis schooled his features carefully before he tossed the rag and turned around. Fuck. “Gonna be so good.” That, right there, was where his fears lay.
Crissy rolled to her stomach, arms thrust under the pillow as she rustled around and got comfortable. Ty fit himself to one side of her, his arm curled around her ribs. Lewis bent over them to kiss Ty, earning a soft grumble as the man had to reposition himself for the caress, then getting some slow, sleepy tongue action, which was what he’d wanted all along.
He lay at Crissy’s other side, trailing his fingers down her spine, curving his touch around Ty’s arm back to her skin. Down, then up, idle touches that grounded him more than anything else, drowning out the voices from his childhood that shouted he’d never been enough, called him white trash, screamed that he was a gay boy, a fa— His brain stuttered and he breathed through the remembered pain. They were unwelcome and harmful things he’d left in the dust, but like all bad memories had a way of doing, could circle back around and smack him in the gut, leaving him feeling like shit for days.
“What’s goin’ on in that head of yours?” Ty’s tired eyes blinked at him over the curve of Crissy’s shoulder. She was out, sleeping sweetly, cocked up on one hip to lean against Ty’s side. “Stay, Lewis. Don’t leave and go somewhere to stew all night again.”
Lewis shook his head. “I won’t. I’ll sleep in a bit. Just got some things caught in my mind I need to put to rest first.”
“I liked what we did tonight.” Ty’s eyes slid closed, and when they opened again, he looked more alert. “Liked that shit a lot more than I’d have thought. If you’d described it to me, I’d have given it a hard pass, but right there, it turned me inside out, man. It was crazy how good it was.”
“You want more, you think?” Dangerous questions given his own insecurities, but Lewis had never been afraid of digging around in the dark until he found what he needed. This was just another snipe hunt. “I’m happy with how things are now, but it was nice to have you be the monkey in the middle for a while tonight. Give you all the lovin’ you can stand.”
Ty snorted softly, hand moving up to rest on Crissy’s scapula, shifting out of the way of Lewis’ quiet trailing fingers. “Monkey in the middle is about right. Train this monkey,” he snorted again. “You always know what to do.”
There it was. An opening he couldn’t have crafted any better if he’d tried, but Lewis shied away. “Heard what you said to Crissy about babies.”
“Another place where you knew what to do. I just had to take a minute and breathe, think it through. It’s a lifelong thing, making a family. My mom and daddy showed me that every decision impacting folks other than yourself have to be considered carefully. Making a new being, that’s a big fuckin’ decision.” Ty’s hand came dow
n on Lewis’, halting his movement so Ty could twine his fingers through, holding on. “It’s the right decision. And you knew it. As always.”
Fuck. If Ty was going to keep throwing that out there, maybe it was time for Lewis to come clean about his secret.
He yawned big, jaw cracking with the strain as he settled farther into the mattress, relaxing, the release of sleep finally circling close. “Well, that’s two things tonight you’ve given me credit for that I don’t have a bit of experience in.” He chuckled, giving Ty’s fingers a squeeze from where he lay on the pillow next to Crissy. Lewis closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and confessed, “I’ve never made a baby. And I’ve never fucked a man.”
The bed shifted, and Ty’s voice was close to him when he asked, voice rising at the end, “What the fuck?”
Lewis smiled, surrendered his tension on a sigh, and fell asleep.
Fini
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
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Borderline Freaks MC series
This series is comprised of four stories, and are best read in order to avoid spoilery situations.
Service and Sacrifice
“Thank you for your service” is what we’re taught to say to military men and women in gratitude for our freedoms won at their expense. Less often do we thank their families, those left behind to hold down the fort, to manage the day-to-day struggle of keeping everything up in the air until their loved one returns.
When you can’t count on anyone else to save you, there’s only one real choice.
Amanda lost her husband to war. Alex lost part of himself. Through a series of glancing encounters, Amanda and Alex find reasons to continue on. And together, they’ll discover hope and peace can be found in the most unexpected of places.
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More Than Enough
When a man sees himself as damaged, imperfect, and flawed, it's hard to believe there could be love in his future. After a near-fatal accident stripped Blade of his confidence, he didn't hold out much hope … for anything.
Until Jenn—gorgeous, sweet, and kind—dropped into his life.
Where he sees destruction, she sees perfection.
Where he sees helplessness, she sees courage.
Where he sees ruin, she sees strength.
Can he ever believe he's more than enough?
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Lack of In-between
Wolf finds Rose harbors more secrets than he expected, and the deeper he pulls her into his life, the more he likes it.
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Once a man’s been embedded in the bloody aftermath of battle after battle, with no relief in sight, he’s forever changed.
Wolf came home from overseas to find his world askew. He was no longer a husband, since he and his ex agreed they were better friends than partners. But he still held the coveted position of father, an experience so confusing and rewarding it sometimes left him breathless.
He’s got a lot on his plate personally, and even more with the Borderline Freaks and the challenges he and his club brothers have hit lately.
He just doesn’t have time to make room for a relationship.
Right?
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See You in Valhalla
This is Angelo Dobbs’ worst nightmare. A good man lies dead, and with the Borderline Freaks MC’s president and founding member gone, the leadership position within the club falls to him.
It’s not that he can’t manage the easy task of leading a group of good men; he would just have preferred to stay a little farther out of the spotlight. But when his brothers issue the call, he answers.
Carly Gibson, daughter of his dead friend, is an unexpected—but not unwelcome—complication for his new role. She’s the most intriguing woman he’s ever met, capable and filled with a strength of character. He finds himself instinctively drawn to her. Could he have found the woman meant to complete him, finally?
Over the past couple of years, Dobbs—Neptune to the men of the BFMC—has watched as his closest friends found their soulmates. Now, their women are an integral part of the club. When they and Carly are threatened, Neptune will do anything to ensure their safety—and, just maybe, his future.
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Neither This Nor That MC romance series
Legends are born from moments like these. Folktales spun around a single point in time so perfect, you can almost hear the click resonating through the universe as things align. Meet Twisted, Po’Boy, Retro, and Ragman, good old boys from southern states who have many things in common. First, is a bone-deep love of the biker lifestyle. Second, would be their love of the brotherhood, and knowing that you trust the man at your back. Finally, these men have the love of a good woman. None of these come without a price, and it is our pleasure to journey along with them as they discover the blessings that can be won, and lost along the way.
This is the Route of Twisted Pain
Treading the Traitor’s Path: Out Bad
Shelter My Heart
Trapped by Fate on Reckless Roads
Thunderstruck
5-Star Reviews for the stories of the NTNT MC series
This is the Route of Twisted Pain
"This is the Route of Twisted Pain is an exhilarating, gripping romance novel contrived of incredible world building, complex yet relatable characters, and a unique, captivating plot.
Gifted storyteller MariaLisa deMora beautifully balances exciting suspense, fast action, intriguing secrets with delicious, blazing hot romance scenes.
Readers will be up all night with this riveting page-turner."
~ NY Literary Magazine
I am completely tickled in my fancy for TWISTED!
First off, let me state that there was one thing I didn't like about this book and that is the LAST PAGE! I hated for it to end. I dearly loved this book and its characters as well as their setting.
~Colleen M.
Gripping tale
Twisted and Penny fit together beautifully. The book covers so much more than just their love story. Great introduction to the Incoherent MC. The tale is gripping and gritty. The journey is full of twists and turns that keep you on the edge of your seat. I couldn't put it down. Cannot wait for the next one.
~Lillmil
Twisted is one of the most original and interesting characters I have read in a long time. Marialisa's character building is setting a high bar for her to follow, she will hopefully continue with Po'Boy's story. The Route of Twisted Pain was pure brilliance, and I highly recommend this read.
~Penny T.
This book obsessed me!
This may be the best book I read all year.
These people...they're not characters, they're real... have stuck in my head from the day I met them.
MariaLisa deMora can throw words down that'll Twist (hehe) your insides up till you can't breathe for waiting to hear what's next!
I'm working my way through her other 'families' and yup...she really is that good.
~DeLane
Treading the Traitor’s Path: Out Bad
"Treading the Traitor's Path: Out Bad is a solidly engrossing, well-written novel by a talented author.
MariaLisa deMora
delivers a thrilling ride filled with exciting suspense, deliciously explicit, vivid sex scenes, and gritty, fast-paced action. Her characters are smart, complex, and strong with sharp edges. The settings meticulously detailed.
Fans of Motorcycle Club romance stories will not want to miss this second installment in deMora's exciting series."
~ NY Literary Magazine
Book Hangover
What an amazing read! DeMora does not simply wrote a book, she pulls you into a different world. When you read her work, you are very much surrounded by the characters and setting. Prepare for a book hangover because once you finish the book, you will still be stuck with Po Boy.
~KW
More More More
THIS WAS AMAZING. Highly recommend for a good story line, interesting characters. I just wish there was more more more.
~Laura
Loved This Book!
What did I just read?! Is my kindle still working? I'm pretty sure it combusted into flames while reading this story. RED HOT READ for 2017. Not what I was expecting at all! I tend to stay away from ménage a trois, because for me it's hard to say there's any kind of conflict except for jealousy, and the ending kind of leaves things unresolved and unrealistic. NOT THIS BOOK! The best one out there guaranteed.
~Linda A
So Freaking Good
...seriously this series is just WTF so freaking good. Dark, Twisted, harsh, painful and raw. Po'Boy lives for his club, his brothers and his family, there is nothing he wouldn't do for them.
~Fay
The author delivers a 5-STAR READ
I live and breathe for books like this! Fabulously Naughty!...Wickedly Hot! This is my first book by MariaLisa deMora and it will not be my last. MariaLisa delivered a 5 STAR READ! The plot is filled with action, suspense, romance and tons of hot scenes.
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