Monroe, Marla - Their Biker Babe in Training [The Dirty Dozen 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (14 page)

“Please, Mark. I need to come. Don’t tease me anymore.” She was literally sobbing in pleasure now.

He pulled back with his fingers and buried his face in her pussy. His nose rubbed her clit as he ate at her sweet nectar. She ended up on her shoulders with her face pressed into the mattress as he nibbled all around her clit and tongued her pussy, but didn’t give her what she needed to fly over the edge.

“Neal,” Mark said in a strained voice. “Get on the bed and let’s get her on top of you.”

Neal climbed up on the bed and lay on his back. He and Mark maneuvered Alexis until she was straddling Neal’s body. He held his dick still as Mark helped her position her cunt over it. Then she slid down over it before he cursed.

“Pull her off. I need a fucking condom.”

Mark pulled her off and waited while Neal suited up. Then they started over again. She easily slid over him until she was crotch to crotch with him. He groaned and moved inside her. She caught the rhythm and tried to fuck him, but she was exhausted from all the teasing and frustration. It grew.

“Damn you, Mark. I’m going to kill you.”

“Naw, you’re going to lo…hug me.”

Alexis was sure he’d nearly said
love
. Where had that come from? Then her mind splintered as he dropped lube on her ass and began massaging it into her back hole with his finger. Slowly, he pushed his finger in and out of her tight passage until she was easily accepting it. Then he added more lube, as well as another finger. They burned, but once they made it past the tight ring, it wasn’t so bad. She panted through it and soon found herself fucking back on them.

Beneath her, Neal was wiggling, causing his cock to tease her cunt with his girth. She had no doubt this was as hard on him as it was on her. She was sure he could feel Mark’s fingers through the thin barrier that separated the two channels.

Finally, Mark added more lube and positioned his thick cock at her back hole and began to push. Alexis pushed out, breathing through her mouth in quick pants. It burned so bad. She fought to accept him there. Finally, he pushed through and deeper into her ass. He didn’t move for several long seconds. Then she growled and began to push against him then down on Neal. As if waiting for her to start, Mark took over and the two men fucked her one after the other over and over again. She could only lie there as they filled her body in first one hole then the other.

Mark began pummeling her back hole and spanked her ass cheek. She hollered out and ground back against him. He slapped the other cheek and again she shoved back on him. God, it felt so good. The added stimulation seemed to go right to her clit.

When Neal began pulling on her breast with one hand, fire shot down her spine to her nipples. He pinched and pulled at it while Mark spanked her and tunneled in and out of her tight ass with his thick cock. Neal’s dick pushed alongside Mark’s as they switched up on her over and over.

Her climax grew tighter and tighter inside of her. The pain had long since turned to unbearable pleasure, and she wasn’t sure she would live through this. She wanted to beg them to let her go, but at the same time, she didn’t want it to stop. The burning tightness blossomed into a roaring fire that consumed her as they pounded into her.

Finally, Mark lost his rhythm and shouted out, filling the condom deep in her ass with his cum. The heat of it penetrated the thin barrier. Neal’s climax followed shortly after. She fell over and tumbled head over heels into the waiting explosion and something more. Alexis fell into love.

* * * *

When she woke up sometime later, she was in the bathtub filled with warm water with Mark bathing her and Neal watching from above. She opened her eyes to find two sets of worried gazes.

“Hey,” she said in a hoarse whisper.

“Hey. How do you feel?” Mark asked.

“Washed out, but good.”

“You had us worried. We didn’t expect you to be out so long,” Neal said.

“But you did expect me to pass out, huh?”

“Well, maybe,” Mark hedged.

“You’re both bad boys.” She started to get up, but Mark held her down.

“Not so fast. I’m not finished bathing you yet. Just relax and let me finish.”

“I can bathe myself. You don’t have to.” Alexis cocked her head in confusion.

“I want to bathe you. Neal and I argued over it and I won.”

“He always wins,” Neal grumbled.

Alexis lay there as Mark finished bathing her. Then he helped her stand up. She found that her legs didn’t want to hold her. He picked her up out of the tub and both he and Neal dried her off before carrying her to the bed where they tucked her in between them.

“Oh, almost forgot your belly ring.” Neal climbed out of the bed and grabbed her kit and tended to it. “How’s it feeling?”

“I really had forgotten about it after we got off the bikes. I could feel it on the bike, though.”

“Doesn’t look irritated.” Neal finished up and got back in the bed.

“How do you feel, baby?” Neal asked.

“Really, really good.” She yawned. “I think I could sleep for ten hours.”

“You just relax and enjoy it. This is what it really feels like,” Mark told her.

“Hmmm,” she managed before she dozed off.

Not long after she fell asleep, she woke back up with her mind going ninety miles an hour. The men were snoring away. Where had that last thought come from when she was flying so high? She couldn’t be in love with them. She couldn’t be in love with even just one of them. She barely knew them.

You knew them well enough to sleep with them and move in with them for the month
. Aw, hell. What had she gotten herself into?

They made her feel so good. She actually relaxed around them even without the sex. How was she going to leave them at the end of the month? She had to. Her home and her job waited for her. She couldn’t just give it all up for them, could she? Besides, they hadn’t asked her to. For all she knew, they didn’t feel a thing for her.

And didn’t that suck? Knowing that she felt something for them that she refused to call love at this point, and they didn’t feel anything for her. Maybe she needed to leave now. Leave as soon as they got back home. She squeezed her eyes shut. Now she was referring to their place as home. Confusion swirled in her mind.

She must have been restless in the bed, because Neal woke up.

“Hey, you okay?” he asked in a whisper.

“Yeah, just woke up and can’t go back to sleep.”

“What’s on your mind? Something’s bothering you if you can’t sleep after what we just did.”

“What did we just do, Neal?” she asked.

“What do you mean?” he hedged.

“I don’t know what I mean. Just ignore me.”

“Naw, baby. You don’t get off that easily. What’s going on in that head of yours?”

“Something happened when we, um, fucked. I guess I’m starting to care about you two, and it worries me.”

“We didn’t fuck, we made love,” Neal insisted. “And what’s wrong with caring about us?”

“I’m leaving in a little while. Where does that leave us if something is going on?”

“I guess that’s up to you. You are always welcome with us.” Neal watched her.

She wasn’t comfortable with his intense scrutiny. She felt like she had to say something, but what?

“Go to sleep, Alexis. It will all work itself out in time. Just relax and enjoy your time here and know that you’re always welcome with us.”

She sighed and snuggled deeper into the bed between the two men. Sleep was a while in coming, but finally, she slipped into a dreamless slumber.

* * * *

Neal rose early the next morning and slid out of the bed. Mark rose up and lifted an eyebrow at him. Neal jerked his head toward the door. They each got dressed, leaving Alexis in the bed with the covers piled around her.

Mark followed Neal out the door. He waited for Neal to speak first.

“She’s beginning to fall for us, Mark. We have a chance with her.”

“What does that mean, Neal? Do you really think she’s going to give up her career to move in with a couple of biker construction workers? Because I don’t see it.”

“How do you feel about her, Mark?”

“What does it matter? Nothing is going to come of it.”

“I think we can make it work if you’ll just try.”

Neal watched Mark run a hand through his hair then pace off for a few steps before returning with a furious expression on his face.

“It doesn’t matter what I feel for her. Her place isn’t with us. She’s got class and a future. We’ve got nothing to offer her.”

“I think you’re wrong. I think we have a lifetime of love to offer her.”

“Are you saying you love her, Neal?”

“Yeah. I love her.” He wasn’t afraid to admit it.

“Fuck!” Mark paced away again, but this time he stayed several feet away and looked up at the sky.

“Yeah, I love her. It doesn’t change anything, Neal. She’s not for us.”

Chapter Twelve

The trip back to Dallas was made in a subdued mood. Alexis wasn’t sure what was going on, but something had changed. Then again, so had she. She’d realized she loved two men who lived several hours away from her. Two men. She couldn’t get past that part, either. She couldn’t love two at the same time. It wasn’t right. It wasn’t legal.

Once they made it back to the house, they split up and went about their own agendas. Alexis wasn’t sure what Mark was doing outside with the bikes, but Neal was cooking. She decided on a long bath. Maybe she could soak some common sense into herself.

The warm water felt divine against her skin. She wished she had added her lavender bath salts, but she had forgotten them. She’d been in too much of a hurry to get into the tub and relax. Relax. There was that word again. She’d learned how to relax with the men. As long as they were around her, she felt that way and enjoyed it, enjoyed doing nothing but lying around or watching a movie. How would it be when she returned home?

Alexis feared she would be right back where she started. The rat race would pull her in. It was her life, after all. She lived for it. Didn’t she?

The last few days had shown her another way to live. Maybe she was living the wrong life. Maybe she was talking herself into a heartache, too. She closed her eyes and sank beneath the water until only her face was above it. She loved the floating feeling and hoped it would calm her racing mind.

“Hey!” Mark pulled her out of the water. “Are you okay? Did you fall asleep?”

“I was fine. I was just relaxing in the water,” she fussed, frowning up at him.

“Damn, I thought you were drowning. Don’t scare me like that.”

“I didn’t realize you would be up here. You were down with the bikes.”

“I came looking for you.”

“You found me.”

“You were really quiet on the way back this afternoon. Is something wrong?” he asked.

“Why would you think that?”

“You’re usually a lot more talkative.” He leaned against the tub and dragged his hand through the water.

“I’m fine. Just thinking too much. That’s why I was trying to relax, so I wouldn’t think so much.”