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

screamed while stars exploded behind her eyelids and her muscles contracted all over. It was almost like having a seizure she expected as she shook all over. Her cunt contracting on Dillon’s cock sent him clawing at the covers and Gavin shooting his cum deep into the condom.
    They all collapsed, still joined together. How would she ever be the same after this? Briana felt tears in her eyes at the intimacy of it. She was sure the men hadn’t felt it. Men didn’t get emotional over such things as binding sex.
    “Get up, you two. I need the bathroom.” She needed to regain composure of herself was what she needed.
    “Are you okay?” Gavin asked, turning her face to where he could see her.
    “Yes. It was unbelievable. You were right. I’d never reach anything like that any other way. Thank you.” She turned to Dillon and kissed him. “Thank you both.”
    The men pulled out, and she escaped to the bathroom where she washed up and bathed her face with cold water. She knew she would never be the same after that. They’d gone and sealed her fate. She would love them forever. And that left her lonely inside since they probably wouldn’t look her up once they returned to Dallas . Maybe she should consider Houston instead. But Dallas was where she had her heart set, and she had already made contact with several companies that were interested in her.
    “Briana? Are you sure you’re okay in there?” Dillon’s voice sounded worried through the door.
    She opened the door and smiled her brightest smile. “I’m fine. I just need to freshen up.”
    She squeezed past him to let him in and her out. He stopped her and looked in her eyes. Whatever he saw made him frown. He bent down and kissed her, opening her lips with his tongue and sliding it alongside hers before pulling back from the kiss.
    “You’re amazing, Briana.” Then he let her go and walked the rest of the way into the bathroom.
    When she walked into the bedroom, Gavin was sitting on the side of the bed with a strange expression on his face. He looked like he’d thought about something that worried him. She went to him and knelt over his lap and hugged him. Whatever it was, it involved her, and she knew it. Was this the end of their relationship or whatever it was?
    “Baby, if you’d only told us to stop, we would have. I never wanted to hurt you.”
    “Gavin, you didn’t hurt me. It was amazing. I’ve never experienced anything like it.”
    “Then why did you look so devastated?” he asked.
    “I didn’t realize I did,” she hedged.
    “Bullshit. You looked as if someone had kicked your dog or something.”
    She sighed. There was no getting around this. Not with Gavin.
    “I guess it was because I’m afraid this is the beginning of the end. I don’t want it to end, but I know it has to. You’re leaving here in a few weeks, and so am I.”
    “You’re still going to Dallas though, right?” he asked.
    “That’s the plan.”
    “You don’t sound as confident about it as you were. What gives, Briana?”
    “Just wondering how to end this. I don’t want to get hurt, Gavin.”
    “Who says it has to end?”
    Briana froze. She searched his face and could find no sign of deceit. Instead, he looked sincere. Did he really mean it or just saying it to appease her worry?
    “I’m not going to lie to you, baby. There’s something between the three of us that is important. I want to explore it and see where it leads. You mean a lot to me. I know Dillon feels the same way.”
    “I–I don’t know what to say. I feel something for you, too. Both of you. I’m just not sure it’s enough to bridge our different worlds.”
    “I think it’s worth a try.” Gavin brushed a tendril of hair behind her ear.
    Dillon walked in and stopped just in the doorway. Briana knew he was there. She turned to him.
    “You’re a part of this, too, Dillon. Come on in.”
    “Something tells me that this is serious.” He looked over at Gavin with a worried expression on his