Monroe, Marla - The Bikers' Babe [The Dirty Dozen 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (2 page)

Chapter Two

Tina turned her back to the men so they couldn’t see the blush she knew was heating up her face. The idea of two men pleasuring her body was about more than she could fathom. Sure, she had heard of ménages, but had never been offered one before. She had certainly never believed she would.

She could admit a certain curiosity, as well as the fact that her panties were already wet just thinking about it. Was she really considering giving it a try? Hell, yeah. But could she trust them? Maybe she needed to ride with them for a while and see.

Damn, Tina. You’re really thinking about it. You’d really let two men have their wicked way with you.

She rolled her hair up into her helmet and fastened the chin strap as she heard the first of the bikes behind her start up. She climbed on hers and did the same. When she chanced a glance their way, Cole was watching her with a heavy expression in his eyes. She wondered what he was thinking. Did he want her, or was it all Zack?

“Ready?” he called out over the noise.

She nodded, not trusting her voice not to crack. They pulled out and she found herself surrounded by bikers. The others kept her between them while Cole and Zack headed the group. Evidently they’d been briefed that she was riding with them for protection. At least she hoped that was what they’d been told.

They pretty much kept to the speed limit as they rode for the next three hours before pulling off at another truck stop. She wondered why they were stopping.

Cole pulled up next to her and leaned in.

“You need a bathroom break?”

“Nope, but water would be nice. I have it in my saddle bag.”

“No problem. Just park then. I was going to walk you to and from the bathroom if you needed it. We’ve all got water with us, too.” Cole nodded toward an area where they rest of the gang was gathering.

Zack pulled up. “Bathroom?”

“Nope, she just wants water right now.”

She shook her head and followed them over to where they all dismounted and walked over to form a loose group. Cole and Zack kept close to her as they introduced her to all the men. She gave up remembering names after Drew, Shane, Ranger, and Neal. There were indeed eight of them. They were all nice and polite, though several of them gave her the once-over. Still, she sort of expected that.

She pulled out her water and drank along with the rest of them. When she’d finished she started out toward the garbage barrel, but Zack stopped her.

“I’ve got it. I don’t want you out of our circle. It will be getting dark soon. Did you already have reservations somewhere, or are you up for following us to our hotel?”

“I’ll follow you all. I hadn’t made reservations anywhere. I never know where I’ll want to stop,” she said.

“Sounds good. I’ll be right back.”

Cole wandered over and stood next to her until Zack returned. Then they both returned to their bikes. They were taking their role as her protectors seriously. She didn’t know whether to be honored or worried.

They mounted up and rode for another four hours into the night to a little mom-and-pop hotel about eight hours from Dallas. She walked into the hotel office and requested a room. She didn’t care if it was a king or a standard. She just wanted a clean shower and a cleaner bed. So far this place looked like it would be okay. The real test would be the smell in the room.

She took her key and rode around to 124. She parked her bike and found that Cole and Zack were getting off next to her. Evidently they had the room next to her. She smiled and used her key card to get into her room. She was pleasantly surprised that the room smelled fresh and appeared clean and up-to-date. She checked the bathroom and it was clean as well.

She noticed there was a connecting door about the same time there was a knock on it. She frowned. Should she answer, or pretend to be in the bathroom? Hell, they’d eventually catch her in the room regardless. She walked over and unlocked the door to open it. Zack stood on the other side with a smile on his face.

“This works out well. This way you can scream and we’ll come running if something happens. Don’t do it for a mouse, though,” he joked.

“So you’re expecting me to keep my door unlocked between us?”

“I’d like it better if you’d leave the door open, but I figure that’s asking a bit much.”

“You think?” She shook her head and leaned against the door.

“Maybe we need to get something out of the way,” Cole said, walking up.

“What?” Tina had no idea what they were talking about.

“This,” Zack said, and pulled her into his arms before she could protest.

He plastered her body to his and took her lips in a soul-searing kiss. She’d had her mouth open when he initiated the kiss, so he had complete access to it. He nipped at her lower lip then slid his tongue along hers as she absorbed the fact that he was kissing her.

Then Cole’s body moved in behind her, trapping her between the two men.

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Cole couldn’t believe that she wasn’t fighting Zack. She had a rocking body and he wanted her so bad his cock was going to carry the imprint of his zipper for days. He leaned in and licked up her neck, moving her hair aside so he would have clear access to it. Then he nipped at the sweet spot between her shoulder and neck. She moaned into Zack’s mouth.

He kept his hands at her waist. Zack’s were on her shoulder and at the back of her neck. He avoided his friend’s fingers and nibbled along the side of her neck to her earlobe, where he stopped and sucked and nipped until she hummed her approval.

He noticed her hands were now pulling on Zack instead of pushing at him. She was into their kisses and caresses now. It was more than he had hoped for when they’d first laid eyes on her at the traffic stop. He’d been more than interested when Zack had pointed her out before she climbed on her bike and rode away. It was good luck that she had stopped at the same truck stop they had.

Zack pulled back and looked down into her eyes. He couldn’t see them from his vantage point but he could tell from Zack’s satisfied expression that they would be heavy in arousal.

“Tina, we want you. You can say stop anytime you want to, but you don’t act like you want to stop.” Zack still loosely held her in his arms.

Cole had pulled back but left his hands at her waist. He held his breath to see how she would react to Zack’s forward invitation.

“As much as I would love to explore this. I think I’d rather wait until I’m more comfortable with you. I’m not sure how I feel about the idea of two men having control of my body, because you would. I couldn’t defend myself against two of you.”

Tina was honest with them. Cole liked that. It was refreshing from the usual bullshit they ran into when dealing with women.

“Do us a favor and keep the door unlocked between the rooms. You can just crack it if you would rather, but we wouldn’t be able to get to you to help you if someone broke in if it’s locked,” Cole said.

“Okay.” She slipped from their embrace and slowly closed the door until it was only cracked.

Cole turned to Zack and smiled, nodding toward the bathroom so they could talk freely without her overhearing them.

“She doesn’t quite trust us enough to let down her guard,” Cole said.

“It won’t take much, though. She’s just wary of the ménage aspect, I think. What is she doing riding alone anyway? It’s dangerous as hell on the highway now days for women, much less someone riding a bike.” Zack jammed his hands on his hips.

“Maybe we can find out a little more about her later. She’s got to be heading somewhere besides Dallas. She doesn’t sound like she’s from Dallas. Somewhere south, maybe Georgia.” Cole leaned back against the bathroom door.

“She doesn’t strike me as the usual biker bitch from a gang. So she’s not looking to hook up with one.”

“Well, she hooked up with us easy enough,” Cole pointed out.

“I think she was actually spooked about the serial killer.”

“Maybe so. You want the shower first?” he asked.

“Yeah, thanks. I’ll be out in a minute.” Zack grabbed his shaving kit and closed the door to the bathroom.

Cole sat over on the love seat and turned on the TV with the remote. He flipped from channel to channel but couldn’t find anything of interest. All his mind could process right then concerned a certain auburn-haired beauty next door. She was likely in the bathroom even then, showering, nude, totally hot.

She came just below his chin so she had to be a good five feet four inches. She had shoulder-length hair that shone in the sunlight. Her eyes were the bluest blue he’d ever seen. They sparkled when she was amused. He couldn’t wait to see what they looked like when she came. His cock stirred and he had to adjust himself in order to comfortably stay seated.

He couldn’t stop thinking about her delectable, heart-shaped ass. She had all the right curves, and was built in the breasts as well. Those were Zack’s favorite part. Cole was an ass man. He liked to sink his teeth in a juicy globe before fucking it.

Zack walked out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist. He had washed his hair and was letting it air-dry. He hated using the hair dryer, where Cole just about had to use it since his was just past his shoulders when he didn’t have it pulled back. He continued to flip channels while he waited for the water to cycle to hot again. He knew by experience that Zack would have used all the hot water.