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

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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

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