Monroe, Marla - Her Biker Bodyguards [The Dirty Dozen 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (8 page)

“I, for one, am ready for bed,” Dillon said with a yawn.

“Now you’ve made me yawn,” Briana accused as she stretched with hers.

“Enough complaining, you two. Time for bed.” Gavin gave them each a push toward the bedroom.

If Briana didn’t know any better, she’d say he was as antsy about tonight as she was. He seemed to vibrate with energy. Maybe he was worked up over it. That thought thrilled her. It meant that just maybe she meant more to him than a short-term sexual liaison. She hoped it did, anyway.

The three of them walked into the bedroom, stripping as they went. It was if they had a purpose in mind. Actually, she guessed they did. They were going to try something different, for her anyway. She was sure they’d done it a thousand times. That thought sobered her, and she lost some of her excitement.

“Come here, Briana,” Gavin said.

She hesitated, but then walked closer to him. His cockhead was an angry-looking purple that stood out strong and proud. When she stopped in front of him, he drew her into his arms and kissed her forehead and then down along her cheek before laying a gentle kiss on her lips.

“I’m turned on by the thought of getting you between Dillon and me. I promise it will blow your mind how good it can feel.”

“I’m still not sure you both will fit, Gavin,” she said, a tremor in her voice.

“If it hurts all you have to do is tell us to stop, and we will. But you were worried about us fucking your tight ass, and now you love it. Right?”

“Yes.”

“Gavin’s right, if it’s too much for you, we’ll stop.” Dillon ran his hands up and down her arms. “First, I want to taste that pussy.”

Gavin walked her backwards to the bed until she sat down on it. He pushed her on more until she was lying with her legs over the edge of the mattress. Dillon knelt between her legs and spread her pussy lips apart to lick her juices. His tongue delved inside her to reach every bit of her honey. Then he sucked her pussy lips in and tickled them before rubbing over her clit quickly and moving on to spear her cunt with his tongue. He added two fingers and began stroking her G-spot over and over before sucking in her clit once again to bring her over.

Briana called out his name as sparks ignited throughout her body. Heat flared in her breasts making them achy. Her nipples peaked. Now fully over her bruising, they loved sucking and playing with both of her breasts.

As climaxes went, it was great, but quick. She could tell they were anxious to get to the main attraction—namely, her between them. She licked her lips as she caught her breath. This was it.

“Dillon.” Gavin just said his name, and Dillon climbed up on the bed and lay down.

“Come on up here, baby.” He took a condom from Gavin and tore open the package before rolling the condom over his hard dick. “Climb up on me, Briana. I want to feel your tight cunt around my cock. You’re so fucking tight. And when you come, it squeezes my cock so good.”

Briana straddled his legs and climbed up over him. He held his dick steady as she lowered herself onto him. It was a tight fit as usual. It took her several tries before she managed to rest her pussy flush with his groin. He didn’t quite bump her cervix like this, but it was close.

Dillon pumped up into her tight cunt several times before Gavin pushed her down. Dillon wrapped his arms around her to hold her steady while Gavin prepared her for his cock.

Gavin spread lube around her back hole then inserted the nozzle to the tube inside her anus and added lube there a well. Then he inserted two fingers into her tight rosette and pushed them gently past her ring until they were inside. He pumped them in and out until she was pushing back on them, needing more. She was used to this with him in her pussy and his fingers fucking her, but another cock? She wasn’t all sure this would work.

“Relax, baby. Remember, breathe out and push out for me.” Gavin positioned his cock at the entrance to her ass and began to push.

The burn was tremendous at first, then as she pushed back, he popped through and stilled. God, it felt as if she were stuffed tighter than a Thanksgiving turkey. She wiggled, needing one of them to move and nearly came off the bed when he pushed forward and Dillon pulled out. There was always a cock inside her. Never had she felt so full inside. The added stimulation of a cock in her ass woke unused nerves she’d never knew existed, even beyond the ones she’d experienced before when he’d first initiated her in anal sex.

They stretched her unbelievably thin, rubbing over her membrane. Surely they could feel each other’s cocks as they pumped in tandem inside of her. Over and over they pushed and pulled, thrust and retreated. Her nipples ached. As if he knew she needed it, Dillon latched on to one and sucked hard. It very nearly was her undoing.

Gavin grabbed tightly to her hips and began to tunnel in and out of her harder and faster. The squeeze of both of them soon proved too much for Dillon, and he came with a hoarse shout. Gavin didn’t stop there. He continued as she began to climb upwards further than she’d ever been before. Her breathing became raspy, and her sight dimmed as she ended up with tunnel vision. Feeling them both inside of her had sealed them as a triad as far as she was concerned. Something about all three of them fucking at once had her heart singing. She was sure it wasn’t a good thing considering their unique situation, but she would worry about that later. She would study it later, when she didn’t have the most amazing climax of her life about to flow over her like a tsunami coming ashore.

When it hit, it took her with it. She screamed while stars exploded behind her eyelids and her muscles contracted all over. It was almost like having a seizure she expected as she shook all over. Her cunt contracting on Dillon’s cock sent him clawing at the covers and Gavin shooting his cum deep into the condom.

They all collapsed, still joined together. How would she ever be the same after this? Briana felt tears in her eyes at the intimacy of it. She was sure the men hadn’t felt it. Men didn’t get emotional over such things as binding sex.

“Get up, you two. I need the bathroom.” She needed to regain composure of herself was what she needed.

“Are you okay?” Gavin asked, turning her face to where he could see her.

“Yes. It was unbelievable. You were right. I’d never reach anything like that any other way. Thank you.” She turned to Dillon and kissed him. “Thank you both.”

The men pulled out, and she escaped to the bathroom where she washed up and bathed her face with cold water. She knew she would never be the same after that. They’d gone and sealed her fate. She would love them forever. And that left her lonely inside since they probably wouldn’t look her up once they returned to
Dallas
. Maybe she should consider
Houston
instead. But
Dallas
was where she had her heart set, and she had already made contact with several companies that were interested in her.

“Briana? Are you sure you’re okay in there?” Dillon’s voice sounded worried through the door.

She opened the door and smiled her brightest smile. “I’m fine. I just need to freshen up.”

She squeezed past him to let him in and her out. He stopped her and looked in her eyes. Whatever he saw made him frown. He bent down and kissed her, opening her lips with his tongue and sliding it alongside hers before pulling back from the kiss.

“You’re amazing, Briana.” Then he let her go and walked the rest of the way into the bathroom.

When she walked into the bedroom, Gavin was sitting on the side of the bed with a strange expression on his face. He looked like he’d thought about something that worried him. She went to him and knelt over his lap and hugged him. Whatever it was, it involved her, and she knew it. Was this the end of their relationship or whatever it was?

“Baby, if you’d only told us to stop, we would have. I never wanted to hurt you.”

“Gavin, you didn’t hurt me. It was amazing. I’ve never experienced anything like it.”

“Then why did you look so devastated?” he asked.

“I didn’t realize I did,” she hedged.

“Bullshit. You looked as if someone had kicked your dog or something.”

She sighed. There was no getting around this. Not with Gavin.

“I guess it was because I’m afraid this is the beginning of the end. I don’t want it to end, but I know it has to. You’re leaving here in a few weeks, and so am I.”

“You’re still going to
Dallas
though, right?” he asked.

“That’s the plan.”

“You don’t sound as confident about it as you were. What gives, Briana?”

“Just wondering how to end this. I don’t want to get hurt, Gavin.”

“Who says it has to end?”

Briana froze. She searched his face and could find no sign of deceit. Instead, he looked sincere. Did he really mean it or just saying it to appease her worry?

“I’m not going to lie to you, baby. There’s something between the three of us that is important. I want to explore it and see where it leads. You mean a lot to me. I know Dillon feels the same way.”

“I–I don’t know what to say. I feel something for you, too. Both of you. I’m just not sure it’s enough to bridge our different worlds.”

“I think it’s worth a try.” Gavin brushed a tendril of hair behind her ear.

Dillon walked in and stopped just in the doorway. Briana knew he was there. She turned to him.

“You’re a part of this, too, Dillon. Come on in.”

“Something tells me that this is serious.” He looked over at Gavin with a worried expression on his face. “What are you talking about?”

“What comes after this. She’s thinking that we might not want to have anything to do with her once we’re finished here.”

“That’s not exactly what I said.” She frowned. “Don’t put words in my mouth, Gavin.”

“Are you wanting a commitment, Briana?” Gavin asked in a quiet voice.

She hesitated a few seconds too long. Gavin cursed and ran a hand through his hair.

“I can’t give you that right now. I need more time to get to know you.”

“I don’t need a commitment, just an understanding,” she rushed to tell him.

“What sort of understanding?” Dillon asked.

“I don’t know. That you won’t take another woman while we’re exploring this thing between us.”

“You think we’d be so crass as to fuck someone when we’re fucking you? You don’t know us at all.” Gavin put her off him and stood up.

He crossed the room and began to dress.

“Gavin?” Dillon asked cautiously.

“If she doesn’t trust us, I’m not sticking around to find out what else she believes about us.”

Dillon turned a stricken face toward Briana. He looked haunted, but he pulled on his clothes and picked up his bag as well. He followed Gavin out the door.

“Lock the door, Briana,” Dillon said.

Gavin was already on his bike waiting on Dillon. Briana closed the door with tears in her eyes. What had she done? She had ruined the best thing that had ever happened to her. All because she wanted to know that they were serious. Had they expressed it and she just hadn’t caught on to it? Was it all her fault?

Briana walked to the bedroom and crawled into bed, curling around her pillow. She could smell them on her sheets. She cried then. Cried and cried and cried. Everything had gone so wrong. She didn’t think she would ever see them again. Nothing had prepared her for the gut-wrenching pain that ate at her heart. Nothing would ever compare to what she had with them. She didn’t think she would even try to find out.

Chapter Eight

Briana moved through her Sunday chores on autopilot, without really thinking about what she was doing. When she had finished, she sat on the couch and stared at the TV even though she hadn’t turned it on.

Nothing interested her anymore, not food and not reading. She alternated between crying and being angry with herself. How could she have misunderstood their intentions? Hell, what were their intentions? She still wasn’t clear on what Gavin had been getting at before she’d screwed it all to hell and back.

By the end of the day, she was a nervous wreck. She realized she hadn’t worked on her project, and tried to focus on it but failed miserably. Finally, she managed to get through it. It wasn’t her best work, but it would do. She needed to get back on track, but today wasn’t the day. Maybe tomorrow would be better.

The next day she finished school, having floated through it without really hearing anything the professors were saying. She had finals soon, and she needed to be concentrating.

By the time she got to work, she had talked herself into forgetting about the guys and getting her mind back on her schoolwork. After all, it was what was going to get her through the rest of her life.

Bill met her at the door. Something was up. He looked strung out.

“Hey, what’s wrong, Bill?”

“We’ve had some dangerous-looking dudes hanging around most of the day. I really think you should call in sick and let me shut the store down tonight, Briana.”

“I can’t, Bill. I need the money to pay my rent. I’ll be fine.”

“Damn it, Briana. I’ll pay for your rent this month. I’m really afraid for you.”