Monroe, Marla - Her Biker Bodyguards [The Dirty Dozen 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (2 page)

Chapter Two

Briana had come back with them to their hotel room. Gavin was holding her in his arms, kissing her. Dillon walked up and brushed aside her shoulder-length hair and nibbled at her neck. He laid kisses up and down it. He sucked her earlobe into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue before treating the other side to the same assault.

Gavin turned her around, and Dillon claimed her sweet mouth now. He ran his tongue alongside hers before sucking it in and teasing it with his. She moaned into his mouth as his hand closed over her breast to mold it and scratch at her nipple through her blouse. When she pushed her chest farther into his hand, Dillon used his other hand to unbutton her blouse.

Gavin reached around and pulled it off her shoulders, then unfastened her bra and discarded it as well. Now Dillon had full access to her breasts. He bent over and took one into his mouth and sucked. Next to him, his brother had the other one. He felt her hand on his head, digging into his hair. He was sure she was doing the same to Gavin.

Dillon went to his knees before her and began to unfasten her jeans. She looked down at him with heavy eyes. She wanted him as much as he wanted her. As soon as he had her jeans down enough that she could step out of them, he pulled off her shoes. Gavin held her steady as she picked up her feet to free them of her pants.

Both men licked and kissed her abdomen and pelvis before Gavin stood and picked her up to take her to the bed. He gently laid her down, then climbed on beside her. Dillon followed them and climbed up on the other side. They petted and smoothed along her arms and abdomen before once again attacking her breasts.

Dillon slowly worked his way down her torso, leaving kisses in his wake. He made it to her panties and licked a line around from one side to the other. Then he hooked his thumbs in them and drew them down her legs, tossing them to the side. He buried his nose in her pussy. She was hot and wet. Her juices coated the inside of her thighs. He quickly licked them clean, working his way to her hot cunt.

Gavin was busy licking from one nipple to the next by holding her breasts close together. She had her hands in his long hair holding him to her breasts. Dillon chuckled against her pussy. Gavin had his hands busy up there. He was going to have fun down here.

Dillon sucked on her pussy lips then stabbed her with his stiffened tongue until she was bucking her hips in time with his tongue fucking. He rubbed a finger around her slit a few times before thrusting it inside of her. She moaned. He added a second finger and began to finger-fuck her hot cunt while he licked all around her clit. She thrashed her head from side to side, whimpering.

Dillon looked up at Gavin, who nodded his agreement. Dillon found her hot spot deep inside her pussy and stroked it while sucking on her clit. Gavin pinched her nipples at the same time. She screamed and bucked hard as she climaxed. It was the sweetest release he’d ever been a part of. He licked her down from her climax then rose up to position his cock at her pussy entrance. Just as he plunged inside of her, the alarm went off, waking him up with his hand around his cock. He cursed and rolled out of bed.

Gavin wasn’t in any better shape by the sound of his cursing. Dillon grinned. For Gavin to be dreaming about her, she had to be special to him. He didn’t tend to get emotionally involved with many of the woman they loved along the way. Dillon did. He always fell a little in love with each of them and hated to leave them when the time came. He had a feeling this one was going to be nearly impossible to leave if they managed to get her to go out with them.

* * * *

Briana climbed out of her car exhausted and dreading her job tonight. She was scared spitless and wished she could find something else, but so far, nothing had panned out for her. She had to work to afford to go to school and live. She had a partial scholarship that depended on her making good grades. When the shop wasn’t busy, she could study. If she could just make it through the tonight, she was off tomorrow.

She had bought a can of pepper spray and planned to keep it in her hand when she walked out to her car after work tonight. It wasn’t much, but it was the best she could do. She didn’t like guns even if she could afford one.

“Hey, Briana, how are you tonight?” Bill was the day clerk for the store.

He worked from ten until five, and Briana worked
five until midnight
when they closed. Sometimes, if they weren’t busy, she closed early. Like last night.

“Hi, Bill. I’m okay.” She walked around the racks, heading to the counter.

“What in the hell happened to your face and neck, honey?”

“Oh, um, someone attacked me last night when I walked outside to go home. I thought I had it pretty well covered with makeup.”

“Fuck! Are you okay? Really okay?” he asked, walking around the counter to check her out.

“Yeah, two guys helped me, so nothing really happened. I was scared to death, though.”

“I’m sure you were. I’ve told you that you shouldn’t be working here.”

“I don’t have a choice, Bill. I need the money and the hours work for me.” She pulled out her pepper spray. “I bought this, so I’ll be fine now.”

“Honey, that only works if you manage to get it in their face and not yours.” He shook his head and gently touched her face. “You didn’t go to the hospital, did you?”

“I don’t have health insurance, Bill. You know that.”

“You could have called me. My wife would have looked at you.”

Bill’s wife was a nurse at the local hospital. It was why he worked days. She had to work nights and someone had to be at home with their baby at night.

“Thanks, that’s really nice of you, but neither one of you have the time to stop and see about me. I’m fine. It looks worse than it is.”

“Bullshit, honey. I know you. You’re shrugging it off, but you’re hurting. You’re white around the lips.”

“You better hurry or you’re going to miss seeing your wife off to work.”

Bill sighed. “I hear you loud and clear. Butt out.”

“It isn’t that, Bill. It’s just there’s nothing either one of us can do about it. There’s no use in talking about it.”

“You be careful tonight, Briana. I’m going to worry about you. At least we’re closed on Sundays so you can rest up some.”

“Night, Bill.”

“Night, Briana.” Bill picked up his pack and walked out the door.

Business was brisk for the first three hours. Then around
eight thirty
, things slowed down until close to ten that night. A party of five or six people came in after a movie and were just enough drunk to be annoying. By the time they left, she was ready to call it a night, but had at least another thirty minutes before she could lock up.

She walked around the store putting up things that had been pulled off the racks and left somewhere else. At least the last group hadn’t dropped things on the floor for her to have to pick up.

Every few minutes she checked her watch, hoping it would be time to close, but time seemed to be standing still. Finally, the clock read
eleven thirty
. She began preparing to close when the bell over the door jingled, alerting her to another customer. She sighed and waited at the counter, praying they would be quick so she could close after they were through looking.

Instead of browsing the aisles, the two men walked up to the counter, and she gasped. It was Dillon and Gavin from the night before. Why were they there?

“Um, hi. Did you need something?”
That was a stupid question. Why would they be here if they didn’t want something?

“We came to see you safely home. This isn’t a good place for you to be this time of night.” Dillon smiled at her. “Do you need help with anything before you close?”

“Oh, no. Thanks, but you don’t have to wait on me. I got some pepper spray, so I’ll be fine.”

Gavin laughed from where he was standing close to the door. “Baby, that stuff is more likely to get in your eyes than your attacker’s. We’ll see you home safely.”

Briana frowned. She didn’t like to be laughed at. Her ex had laughed at her when he felt like she was being stupid about something.

“Look. I really appreciate the thought, but I don’t need you to watch out for me.”

The door opened, and a man with a hooded jacket walked in. He looked around then headed straight for the counter. He pulled out a gun and pointed it at her.

“Give me the money, quick, before I get itchy fingers.”

Briana’s mouth fell open, but nothing came out. She just stared at the man. He raised the gun and stuck it right in her face.

“The money! Now!” he yelled.

Briana started to open the cash register when Dillon calmly tapped the man’s throat with a knife.

“If you don’t mind, we were here first.” Gavin had walked up behind him and had a knife at the man’s abdomen.

“Fuck, man. Sure. It’s all yours.” He started to put the gun away, but Gavin grabbed it and emptied the shells on the floor. “Get out of here and don’t come back. This place belongs to us.”

The would-be thief nodded too rapidly and backed out of the store, running into racks and shelves as he did. Briana shivered and continued what she was doing. She stuffed all the money in a bag and held it out to Dillon.

“Put the money in the safe like you always do, baby. We don’t want the money,” Gavin said, shaking his head.

“But you told him…”

“We were just fucking with him, so he won’t come back,” Dillon told her.

“Oh. Okay.” Briana typed in the codes and left the cash register to run the closing tape while she locked the door and dimmed the lights.

“What can we do to help?” Dillon asked.

“Nothing. Thanks. I’ve got it. I just have to wait for the cash register to finish, and then I can wrap it with the money and put it all in the safe for the manager.” She fidgeted while she watched the register.

It seemed as if it was taking longer than usual to run tonight. Either Bill had been really busy, or she was just that nervous. Finally, it coughed its last, and she tore off the tape. After wrapping the tape around the money, she pulled back the drawer and dropped the money in it then shoved it closed. The package dropped into the safe, and the drawer came out empty once again.

Briana swallowed and stood up. She picked up her bag without bothering to pull out the pepper spray. If they were going to do anything, they would have already done it by now. With them walking her out, she didn’t expect any trouble.

“You about ready?” Dillon asked with a smile.

“Yeah, I’m ready. I just have to shut off the front lights when we go out.”

“Show me which lights, and I’ll do it,” Gavin said.

Briana walked over to the light switches and pointed out the correct ones to him. He nodded, and Dillon walked her to the door. They walked out. Gavin killed the outside lights then followed them. Dillon took the keys from Briana and locked the door before handing them back to her.

“Let’s get you in your car.” Dillon walked on one side of her with Gavin on the other.

She pulled out her car keys and clicked the fob so that her door unlocked. Gavin opened it for her while Dillon helped her in then closed it behind her.

“Drive straight home. We’ll follow you,” Dillon told her through the window.

Briana nodded and cranked her car. She waited on them before pulling out from the curb and driving toward home. It all felt so familiar to her. She had butterflies fluttering in her stomach just thinking about it.

When she pulled into her drive, the two men pulled in behind her. They took off their helmets this time before walking over to the car. She grabbed her bag when Dillon opened her door. He held out his hand, and she took it, letting him draw her out of the car. Gavin walked up the steps to the porch and waited by the door for them to join him.

She inserted her key into the lock and turned it. Gavin immediately pushed open the door and reached inside to flip on a light. He managed to get the inside light without looking.

“Looks okay inside. Go in and lock up, Briana,” he said.

“Night, Briana,” Dillon said.

“Thanks for seeing me home. Good night.” She walked inside and smiled at them before closing the door and setting the locks.

She stood at the door for several seconds until she heard them start up their bikes and drive off. She drew in a deep breath and wondered why they had shown up to see her safely home. They didn’t seem to want anything. Surely she wouldn’t see them again.

Briana dropped her keys on the kitchen bar with her purse and fixed herself a glass of Diet Coke. She sipped it while she thought about the two men. They didn’t say a lot, but they had helped her twice now and hadn’t asked for anything in return. Were they some sort of neighborhood watch?

She laughed at that. No one cared about that neighborhood. Why were they being so nice to her? Even her ex hadn’t cared that she worked late at night and closed up alone. He’d either be drunk off his ass or asleep in bed when she got home. He never would know if she made it home or not. She shook her head. She refused to think about his sorry ass. He’d bailed on her after using her savings. She hadn’t even realized he had done it until he was trying to sneak out one night when she’d had to come home early from work sick. He had all his clothes and some of her things packed as well, but she had parked behind him and caught him.