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

He reached up and flicked her nose.
    “I’m sorry. I guess I was sleepier than I realized.”
    “You snore, too,” Ranger told her.
    “I do not!”
    “Yes, you do.” Drew chuckled. “But it’s a cute little snore.”
    “If you were really gentlemen, you wouldn’t have said anything.” She lifted her chin in the air.
    “In case you haven’t noticed, baby, we aren’t gentlemen.” Ranger dropped her on the bed with a bounce. “Let’s get your clothes off you.”
    She laughed when he leered at her. Then she kicked off her boots and stood up on the bed to pull off her jeans. The men stood by the bed and watched her strip. She didn’t tease them or strut around. She just peeled off her clothes and dropped them off the edge of the bed. When she was down to just her panties, she sat down cross-legged on the bed and waited for them to start pulling off their clothes.
    Drew didn’t waste time. He tugged off his shirt, and then unfastened his jeans and shucked them quicker than greased lightning. He wasn’t wearing underwear, so his cock sprang free of his jeans and bobbed heavily in front of him.
    Ranger pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it at his feet. Then he unfastened his jeans but didn’t pull them off. He stepped out of his boots and walked toward the bed with serious intent written all over his face.
    Carly wasn’t sure what was on his mind, but she decided not to wait around to find out. She jumped up and climbed off the bed to run toward the bathroom and relative safety. When he caught her with an arm around her waist and jerked her up against his hard body, she laughed and struggled to get away. Ranger nuzzled her neck and growled in her ear. Drew walked over in front of her, pressing in until his cock was caught tight between them.
    “Think you’re going somewhere?” Ranger asked with a deep growl.
    “I think she wants to play,” Drew said.
    “I’m sleepy. I’m ready for bed.”
    “Oh, we’re going to bed, baby.” Ranger raked his teeth over her neck.
    Chills traveled down her spine, and her pussy burned. There was a dark chord in Ranger’s voice. It didn’t scare her so much as arouse her. She didn’t believe either of the men would knowingly hurt her, but she also didn’t know how far Ranger would actually go. There was a dark side to him that both worried her and excited her.
    Ranger walked her back toward the bed. When she would have climbed in, he stopped her and turned her around to face him. She looked up into the dark depths of his eyes and saw something wild there, something untamed. There was something else there as well. It was a need. What that need was, she didn’t know. Then he was kissing her, and she forgot everything but his lips on hers.
    He licked at her lips, then nipped the bottom one until she opened her mouth to welcome him there. He plunged his tongue into the vestibule of her mouth and licked all around inside. She struggled to breathe around the need slowly building inside her. He sucked on her tongue then thrust his in and out to the soft beat of his hips pushing into hers. Ranger’s tongue explored every crevice of her mouth before thrusting once more. Then he sucked her tongue into his and tickled it with the tip of his.
    When he finally pulled back, she gasped for breath and pulled his head down for her to do some exploring of her own. He didn’t resist, but he soon took over the kiss once more. When at last he let her go, she was dizzy with need. Her pussy was wet with her juices sliding down the inside of her thighs.
    “Fuck, that’s hot.” Drew sat on the bed watching them. “She’s dripping wet, Ranger.”
    “Let me taste.” He reached between her legs and ran his finger through her pussy before lifting it back to his mouth. He closed his mouth around it and sucked. His eyes closed and he smiled around his finger.
    “My turn.” Drew pulled her around to face him. He ran his fingers through her pussy juices and sucked them clean.