Monroe, Marla - Their Biker Babe in Training [The Dirty Dozen 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (20 page)

“Fuck, you’re tight.” Neal’s voice came out strained. He pumped his cock deeper inside her.

Alexis gasped at the fullness and knew it would only get tighter when Mark entered her ass. She squeezed her pussy around Neal and smiled when he cursed again.

“Mark, man. Hurry the fuck up. I can’t be still much longer. She’s fucking killing me here.”

Mark gently pressed her lower back until she lay over Neal’s chest. He rubbed her back a few times, then squeezed lube over her back hole. He massaged it into the dark opening with one finger. She had no trouble accepting that finger. He pumped it in and out a few times, rubbing along the thin membrane that separated her channels.

Then he added more lube and pressed two fingers into her tight opening. She moaned and he stilled.

“Please don’t stop. God, I need you,” she pleaded.

He pressed forward again and the two fingers finally popped through. He rubbed her back with one hand as he began to push his fingers in and out of her ass. He continued to do this until she was backing up to meet him stroke for stroke. Neal was growling as she lifted off of him then lowered on top of him over and over again.

Mark withdrew the two fingers and added more lube.

“Are you sure, baby?” he asked one more time.

“I’m sure. Please, hurry. I need you inside of me.” Alexis had to concentrate to speak. Her pussy was throbbing and her ass was already sensitive as Mark pushed his thick cock against her dark rosette.

She panted through the burn and the sting, pushing out as hard as she could. Finally, his thick cock breached her tight ring and tunneled forward into her passage. He covered her with his body but didn’t move for long seconds. She squeezed down on both cocks inside of her in hopes she could elicit some movement from one or both of them. Finally, she couldn’t stand it any longer.

“Move!” she screamed out.

Chapter Sixteen

They moved. Mark pulled nearly all the way out before pushing back in as Neal pulled out. They pushed and shoved her between them over and over. Her orgasm built as they plunged and stroked inside her body. A fever burst over her skin as she grew hotter from the inside out. Electricity raced between her clit and her ass while sparks burned her nipples as her breasts brushed back and forth over Neal’s chest hair.

Long moments of intense sensation trapped her voice inside of her. Finally, she managed to breathe around the pleasure filling her up from the inside.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, yes. Please. More. Faster,” she moaned.

“I’m not going to last,” Neal said, shoving his dick in and out of her cunt.

“Neither am I,” Mark panted.

Alexis tightened her pelvic and ass muscles over and over until the men were cussing, as well.

“Fuck, yeah, just like that, baby.” Neal wrapped his hands around her waist and helped pump her up and down on his dick while Mark tunneled in and out of her ass.

Neal reached between them and found her clit. He tapped it several times, then growled and pinched it.

Fire exploded in her veins and white light spilled over her eyesight. She was barely aware of the men climaxing with her, but felt that instant of connection that she’d needed to feel to know they were truly going to be a family. Without it, she would have felt like she was just living with them. Now she felt like a part of the whole.

They stroked inside of her until she begged them to stop.

“Oh, my God. That was so intense,” she managed to get out minutes later. She was splayed over Neal’s chest with his now-flaccid dick slipping from her cunt. Mark had pulled out and disposed of the condom, then come back to curl up next to them.

“Neal, you need to deal with the condom before you leak everywhere, man.”

Neal groaned and grabbed hold of it before rolling over to let Alexis slip off of his body.

“Don’t go anywhere. I’ll be right back, beautiful.” He slid out of bed and retreated to the bathroom.

When he returned, the three of them snuggled on top of the covers until their cooling sweat sent shivers through Alexis. Then they slipped beneath the covers.

“Are you really staying?” Neal asked again.

“Just try and get rid of me now.”

“So our biker training stuck, huh?” Neal asked.

“Yeah, I guess it did. I liked being a biker babe,” she confessed.

“Good, ’cause you’re officially our biker babe. We’ll set up a ceremony as soon as Briana is allowed out of the house again.” Neal pushed a stray lock of hair out of her face.

“Did she have the twins? Everything was okay?”

“Yep, she had them and everything was okay,” Mark told her.

“Now, what is this about a ceremony?” she asked.

“A ceremony to say our vows,” Neal told her.

“I don’t remember being asked to marry anyone,” she teased.

Mark and Neal both scrambled out of the bed and got on their knees.

“Will you marry us?” they asked in perfect unison.

Alexis smiled down at them, then took pity on them. “Yes, I’ll be your biker babe for life.”

THE END

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