Helpless (Steel Demons MC #5) - Crystal Ash Page 0,49

tune as he approached me with a cup of coffee in his hand.

“Almost,” I assured him, rummaging through my supplies.

“Yeah, yeah. Take your time, get your goodbye smooches.”

Chuckling to myself, I double-checked my medic bag, securing all the side pockets but left the main compartment open for Freyja to jump in. She was getting goodbye pets from the guys on the front porch of the B&B.

I made my way over to them, sliding my arms through the straps. My heart skipped a beat when Reaper’s green gaze leveled on me. I woke up this morning with tender, bruised butt cheeks, and felt every square inch of fabric as I pulled my pants on.

“Sore?” His lips quirked amusedly.

“A little,” I replied in a snippy tone. “You still mad at me?”

He sighed, staring at me longingly from head to toe. “I’m gonna miss you too much to be mad.”

We moved toward each other at the exact same time, closing the short distance with enough momentum to crash into each other. We collided, the force strong enough to knock me back if he hadn’t grabbed my bag straps to hold me in place. The kiss came down with equal force, his tongue invading my mouth like he’d never get to taste me again.

Coffee, leather, and clove cigarette filled my senses. It was early morning and I knew he hadn’t drank yet, but I picked up that hint of whiskey on his tongue, too. I clung to his shirt, sucking on his lower lip as though my life depended on holding on to every one of my husband’s flavors.

The kiss came to a slow, gentle ending, but our mouths never fully separated and our hands continued to hold the other person.

“I’m gonna miss you too,” I breathed against his mouth. “And I’m sorry about yesterday.”

Reaper released my straps, his hands gliding down my sides to hug around my waist. “It’s forgiven, sugar. I think you were adequately punished last night.” With a wicked grin, his palms slid down to cup my ass.

I winced, shifting in his grip, much to his amusement, as he kneaded my sore flesh. I was definitely going to be feeling every single pebble and pothole throughout the ride. And yet despite it, I craved his hands on me and his cock filling me up. This romantic goodbye felt wholly unfair since he deprived me of him last night.

“No time for a gentle quickie?”

“Nope,” he chuckled. “Nice try though.” His touch slid back up the front of my body, shamelessly running over my breasts before he cupped the sides of my neck. “I love you, sugar,” he breathed, nose nudging mine. “And it’s gonna be so fucking good when my wife comes back home to me.”

Another rough, biting kiss felt like the fresh hit of a drug high before he tore himself away.

“Be safe, old lady.” His forehead nuzzled mine. “Don’t let these dickwads get themselves killed, either.”

“We’ll be back before you know it.” I stood on tiptoes to steal one last kiss from him. “And I love you too, old man.”

Reaper stepped back with an amused smile, making room for Gunner and Jandro to come up to me.

“Oh, Mariposita,” Jandro sighed, pulling me into him to wrap me in a bone-crushing embrace. “I don’t like this at all. Frankly, I’m scared to death,” he whispered into my neck.

“Shadow won’t let anything happen.” I wrapped my arms around his neck. “Just don’t jump in front of any explosions until I get back.”

The VP groaned his displeasure, squeezing around me tighter as he peppered kisses to my neck and cheek.

“You can fight and shoot now, baby girl,” Gunner reminded me, with a kiss on the back of my head. “You’ll be fine.”

I spun in Jandro’s arms to face my golden man. “Finally, a vote of confidence.”

He grinned, cupping my chin with a gentle hand as he lowered an incredibly hot, languid kiss to my mouth. Our chemistry buzzed through the contact of our lips, but he didn’t deepen or speed it up. It was Jandro who pushed my hair aside and sucked at my nape, leaving me gasping and writhing between them.

“You two are evil together,” I whined.

“Hurry back, then.” Gunner moved his lips to my ear. “So all three of us can fill our woman when she gets home.”

Right then was the moment I almost decided to stay. But I swallowed the hungry need to feel all my men at the same time, and looked out toward the packed, revving bikes,