Monroe, Marla - Her Biker Boyfriends [The Dirty Dozen 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (11 page)

It floored her to realize that she could love two men at one time. She’d wondered how she would deal with it if she fell in love with one of them, never dreaming that she would fall for them both. Tears pooled in her eyes as she screamed out each of their names.

Chapter Nine

Drew couldn’t believe how fast he’d fallen for her. Everything about her called to him. He loved it that she was so uninhibited and seemed to love the sex as much as they did. Her sense of humor and easy personality was icing on the cake as far as he was concerned.

He glanced over at Ranger and wondered what his friend was thinking. He’d talked more today than ever before. Some of the questions he had asked intrigued him. He’d seemed to be trying to find out when they could spend time with her. He was all for that. Maybe his buddy was falling for her as deeply as he had.

For the first time Drew thought there was a chance they might have someone they could settle down with. Since Ranger seemed to dig her, he had hope. He caught his eye and cocked his head to the side, asking without speaking what he was thinking. Ranger just shook his head.

They had Carly between them, her gentle snore assuring them that she was asleep. Drew absently stroked her hair. Ranger’s hand was splayed across her belly. He sighed.

“She’s getting to me, Drew.”

“I’m already in love with her. I could see us settling down with her.”

“I was worried about that.”

“Why?” Drew couldn’t believe he had read his friend wrong.

“I don’t know. What if she doesn’t feel the same way? Fucking around with two men is one thing, but most women won’t go for something permanent. They’re too conscious of what other people will think.”

“I don’t think she’ll be that way once she meets the other guys. I thought we would have them over the next time we’re off.”

“I hope you’re right, Drew. I don’t have a good feeling about it.” He turned over on his back.

Drew stared at him for a minute, then laid his head down and thought about everything. Was he wanting too much from her? Why had Ranger asked so many questions if he didn’t think anything would come of it? Wishful thinking?
Maybe you’re reading too much into her reactions around you.

He lay there for thirty minutes without being able to fall asleep. Finally, he climbed out bed, careful not to disturb the others. He pulled on his jeans without buttoning them and headed to the kitchen for a beer.

He sat at the bar nursing his beer and contemplating his options for feeling Carly out about a more serious relationship. He realized that asking her to move in with them so soon was probably expecting too much. Telling her that he loved her was probably not a good idea, either.

He felt her hand on his back caressing his shoulder before she walked around and leaned against the bar. She wore his T-shirt and nothing else. It fell to her knees, and she looked good in it.

“Can’t sleep?” she asked.

“
Naw
. I thought a beer might help. Would you like one?”

“No thanks.” She leaned her head against his shoulder.

He wrapped an arm around hers. Then he buried his nose in her hair. She smelled so freaking good. She turned her head up and lightly brushed her lips against his. He licked her lips then sipped at them. Before he knew it, he was drawing her in for a kiss, his beer forgotten. She was just what he needed.

He nipped at her lower lip then licked it to soothe the sting. She moaned for him, spurring him on. He plunged his tongue inside her mouth when she opened for him. Nothing tasted as good as her kiss. He plundered her mouth, exploring every crevice. She ran her tongue along his then drew back to kiss his cheek and both of his eyes.

“I want you, Drew.”

“I’m all yours, Carly. Tell me what you need.”

“I need you to fuck me.”

Drew slid off the stool and backed her up to the kitchen table. He lifted the T-shirt over her head, and then set her on the table. Their mouths met once again. This time he kissed all over her face, then ran his teeth along her jaw and down her neck. She moaned, turning her head to the side to give him greater access to it. He sucked and nipped and scraped his teeth along her shoulder before drawing back to lower his jeans. His cock jumped up, standing out as if pointing the way to her sweet cunt.

“I can’t get enough of you, Carly.”

“Then don’t, Drew.” She spread her legs to accommodate his hips.

He spread them further then ran his cock up and down her slick slit. He slowly pushed inside her until he was balls deep. Groaning, Drew began to glide in and out of her sweet pussy. He wanted to make it special, so she would know how he felt about her. His cock slid in and out of her hot cunt as he kissed her.

“Oh, God, Drew. It’s so good.” She pulled back from his mouth and threw her head back.

His heart swelled at her admission. It gave him hope that she could love them. He lost himself in the feel of her body sucking him inside. She shivered then squeezed down on him.

“That’s it, baby. Do that again.”

She smiled a soft smile and sucked him deeper into her sweet pussy. The pressure around his cock soon had him grunting to keep from shooting cum inside her.

Fuck!
He’d forgotten a condom. He’d never forgotten before. He pressed her clit to bring her climax closer.

“
Ahh
, Oh, God.” Her pussy contracted around him as she came.

He knew he was about to come as well. He pulled out and stroked his throbbing cock twice, shooting cum across her belly. He braced on the table beside her hips, gasping for breath.

“I’m sorry, baby. I got carried away.”

“It’s okay, Drew. I’m covered,” she whispered in a breathless voice.

“No, it’s not. I never go without a condom. There’s no excuse.” He pulled back and walked over to the kitchen sink to wet a towel in warm water.

Drew wiped her clean then helped her off the table. He had to steady her when she stumbled.

“I can’t seem to get my legs working. It was wonderful, Drew.”

There were tears in her eyes. It had affected her as much as it had affected him. He’d made love to her, and she seemed to recognize that. When she didn’t seem upset about it, she captured another piece of his heart.

“We’d better get you back to bed.”

She yawned then giggled. “I guess you’re right. I think I could fall asleep standing up now. What about you?”

“I think I’m relaxed enough now.” He took her hand and led her toward the stairs.

* * * *

The next morning, Carly rolled over to find the bed empty. The men were already up. She wondered why they hadn’t woken her. She sighed. It was Sunday. She would have to leave soon. The thought saddened her. She loved spending time with them. It wasn’t just the sex, though that was amazing. They were fun to be around. Their easygoing attitudes were refreshing and comforting at the same time. There was no pressure to be someone she wasn’t.

Well, she couldn’t stay in bed all morning. She glanced at the clock and winced. It was nearly ten. She didn’t want to waste any more time that she could be around them. She pushed the worry that they would soon get tired of her away and climbed out of bed. After dressing, she hurried downstairs to find them.

“There you are, sleepyhead.” Drew grinned at her. “Want some coffee?”

“Please. That would be wonderful.” She accepted the cup of steaming liquid and took a cautious sip.

“Hungry?” Ranger asked.

“Starved. Want me to fix something?” She walked around the bar heading toward the fridge.

“Nope.” Drew nabbed her as she walked around. “Thought we would head out to get something.”

“Are you sure?” She didn’t mind cooking.

“We’re sure.” Drew nipped her earlobe. “Do you have to leave soon?”

“Yeah, I need to get home by three or four. I have to get things ready for work. Laundry and stuff.”

“We’ll get you back in plenty of time to do your chores.” Drew squeezed her.

“Ready to go, Ranger?”

“Ready when you are.”

Carly noticed he wasn’t smiling. Was something wrong? Did he know about them the night before and was angry about it? She didn’t think they were jealous of each other. It worried her all the way over to the restaurant where they were going to eat.

He held her chair for her, but he didn’t look at her when he sat down. Carly’s heart sank. He was already tired of her. She plastered a smile on her face and pretended she didn’t notice it. If Drew noticed anything, he didn’t comment on it. Ranger answered questions, but didn’t offer anything on his own.

Finally, they finished eating and headed back to the house. Once again, he helped her on the back of Drew’s bike. She held on to Drew, wishing things could be different. What if Drew wanted a relationship without Ranger? Could she pretend that she wasn’t attracted to the other man? She didn’t think so. It was hard to cover up love when she wanted to share it.

When they arrived back at the house, she was tempted to grab her stuff and ask Drew to take her home. One look at his face, and she knew he was worried about that. She couldn’t disappoint him. She watched TV with him on the couch. Ranger sat on the other side of her, but didn’t touch her. She missed his touch.

What had happened overnight? Yesterday he had seemed all into her. She’d felt like he wanted to know more about her. Then today, he was distant. It had to be because she’d made love to Drew that night. Made love. That was how she saw it, anyway. He’d been so tender and easy with her. Just thinking about it brought tears to her eyes all over again.

Finally, the time came for her to leave. To her astonishment, Ranger volunteered to take her home. Drew looked apprehensive, but agreed. He pulled her in for a knock-your-socks-off kiss before helping her with her helmet. He held her hand while she climbed on the back of Ranger’s bike.

“Talk to you later, Carly.”

Ranger started the big bike and pulled out of the garage before she could say anything in response. She held on tightly, taking advantage of the need to do so. She enjoyed his strong shoulders and flat abdomen. She resisted running her hands up his chest, knowing he probably wouldn’t appreciate it.

When he pulled into the parking lot of her apartment building, he waited for her to climb off the bike with her pack on her back. Then he got off and followed her up to her apartment. When she started to unlock the door, he pulled her in for a hard kiss. She whimpered and wrapped her arms around his neck, trying to get closer to him.

He wrenched away and took the key from her hand. He unlocked her door then handed her the key without a word. After a brief look that didn’t tell her a damn thing, Ranger turned around and headed back to his bike. Carly closed the door as the first teardrop fell.

* * * *

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Drew demanded.

He lit into Ranger as soon as he closed the door to the garage. He had expected it.

“Nothing.”

“The hell there isn’t. You treated Carly like a stranger all day today. Yesterday you were all into her. You talked to her as if you couldn’t learn enough about her. You’re sending her mixed messages.”

“Look, you’re obviously in love with her. I’m not. Maybe we need to think about dividing up. I’ll move out and you can keep the house. You’ll need it once you marry her.”

Drew’s mouth fell open. Ranger stomped off to his room and closed the door. He needed a shower. His cock was rock hard from having her body plastered to his back all the way to her apartment. Then he’d screwed up and kissed her. He resisted the urge to put his fist through the wall. Instead, he crossed to the bathroom and turned the water on in the shower. He adjusted the temperature to a lukewarm spray and stepped in.