Monroe, Marla - Her Biker Boyfriends [The Dirty Dozen 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (8 page)

“God! Yes. Just like that. Aw, hell.” He pumped a little faster, but not much.

She could tell he was close by the determined expression around his mouth and in his eyes. She wanted more. Finally, she could stand it no more.

“Faster, Drew. Harder. Oh, God. Please.” She thrashed, trying to hurry him up. She could feel her orgasm just out of reach.

“Hell, yeah.” He began pounding into her, shoving her further up the couch.

Ranger began pulling on her nipples harder, twisting them tighter. The answering sparks in her pussy and clit soon sent her spiraling over the edge. Her climax burst through her like a rocket.

“Fuck! She’s squeezing my cock like a fucking vise.” He rammed into her once, twice, three times, and then held still above her as he filled the condom with his seed.

Carly felt the heat of his cum through the condom, and it set off another tiny spark that rippled through her body. God, it had been so good.

Then Ranger took her hands and pulled her out from under Drew. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her as if he would climb inside her mouth. She took his assault and joined him in twining her tongue around his. Then he was positioning her over the end of the couch arm with her ass in the air.

“I want you like this, Carly. I can’t stop thinking about this sweet ass and how well it took my cock. I’m going to take it again, but not now. Now I want your hot cunt.”

He rubbed his hard dick in between her ass cheeks. Then he was fitting it in her pussy and surging forward. She called out with the thrust. It felt so delicious. He stopped once he was all the way against her cervix and licked up her back along her spine. She couldn’t help but shiver at the hot sensation that soon cooled when he blew across it.

“I’m not going to last long, baby. I promise we’ll do better later. Do you want it fast and hard or slow and easy?”

“Fast and hard. I want to feel you pounding into me.” She stared over her shoulder at him.

He grinned a devilish smile then pulled out and thrust hard into her cervix. She yelped at the suddenness of it but reveled in the hot explosion of pleasure that it stirred inside her. Surely she couldn’t come again so soon. But the tingling in her clit and the tightness in her body signaled another climax was just out of reach.

Ranger plunged inside of her over and over. He nudged her cervix with nearly every thrust. The feel of him inside of her touched her even deeper in her soul. The sudden realization that she cared for him and Drew brought a whimper of worry from her. What would she do when everything was over, because it would be over eventually. They were playboys. They probably had a different girl every month.

At first, the understanding damped her desire to the point that she didn’t think she could come, but he adjusted his position behind her. His cock rasped over her hot spot with every thrust, throwing her over the line. She came in a rush of warmth and sensation that overwhelmed her to the point of tears.

“God, you’re milking my dick. Aw, hell.” He shouted as he came, stilling deep inside her.

He kissed a line down her back then nuzzled her neck. When he withdrew and helped her to her feet, he noticed the tears in her eyes.

“Did I hurt you? Fuck, I’m sorry. You should have told me I was being too rough.”

Drew eased her down into his lap. He glared at Ranger.

“No, you didn’t hurt me. It was just so good,” she hurried to explain.

He quickly disposed of his condom and returned to sit next to Drew despite them both being nude. He pulled her hand to his lips and kissed the palm.

“I’d never hurt you. Please believe me.”

“I believe you. You haven’t.”

Drew picked her up and started to carry her up the stairs. She wrapped her arms around his neck afraid that he couldn’t possibly carry her up the stairs. She knew she wasn’t light by any means.

“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.