last few months that’s making me act a little more reckless than usual. All I know is the second Saint opened his mouth outside, my focus shifted from stalkers to bikers. After running the emotional gauntlet of fear and anger, it’s nice to feel something different for a change, something wicked and exciting.
The fluttering of butterflies in my stomach might be a surprising sensation I didn’t plan when I embarked on this journey, but I’ll take anything over the feel of phantom fingertips on my shoulder and the eerie presence of invisible eyes watching me.
I mean, sure, these guys are assholes, some higher on the assholery scale than the others.
Yes, Bates, I’m looking at you.
But they don’t set off any inner danger warnings as Garrett does. They do set something off, mostly in my vagina, but it’s definitely not a creeper warning. It’s more than that though, some kind of sixth sense is telling me that I won’t find a safer place in the world than beside them.
“I fucking knew you were going to be trouble,” Bates grouses before crawling over me, making my chest rise and fall rapidly as my breathing speeds up. Still, my danger meter sits at zero.
Hmm… maybe the bitch is broken.
“You’d better be worth it,” Bates grumbles.
I’m about to sass him back, but he shuts me up with a kiss. Actually, calling it a kiss is too tame a word. This is good old-fashioned mouth fucking at its finest.
I should shove him away, and I will. Any minute now. Only, when I grab his cut, I don’t push him away, I yank him closer and moan into his mouth. Logic and common sense disappear in an instant, replaced by lust and desire. Thankfully, when he grinds his hard dick against me, it pulls me out of my sex-fueled daze and snaps me back to my senses.
Tearing my mouth from his, I suck in a deep breath and attempt to tell him to slow down but end up looking on with amusement as he is yanked off my body by a scowling Priest.
“You motherfucker,” Priest grits out before turning to look at me with blazing eyes. “We have him trained. I swear.”
Saint laughs. “Sometimes, he still likes to pee on his things, though.” I glance over at Bates, who looks like he wants to come back for round two.
“Yeah, I’m not into the whole peeing thing, sorry.” I shake my head, making Saint laugh again.
“I meant he was staking his claim,” he chuckles, but my attention is diverted to Priest, who leans down over me, keeping his weight braced on his forearms.
“Are you going to let us all have a taste?” he asks, his voice low and gravely. I have a vision of him talking into my vagina, making me tingle all over, but then I realize it would be a lot like someone shouting into a cave, which is super weird even for me.
“Erm, is that allowed? You said I’m your old lady, but do you mean for one of you specifically or for all of you?” I question, needing some clarity before I let loose my inner hoochie mama.
“You’ll be the presidents’ old lady and we are all presidents…” He trails off, making me frown.
“Way to make me sound like communal property,” I grumble as Saint snorts from beside me. I look over at him and glare. “You are currently my favorite, but don’t piss me off.”
“Why is he your favorite?” Priest asks. Is it my imagination, or does he look jealous?
“Um, let me check my list. For a starter, he hasn’t been a dick to me,” I state.
When I don’t say anything else, Priest looks at me with amusement.
“That’s it?”
“I didn’t say it was a long list,” I huff.
“Jesus, it doesn’t take much, does it?” he jokes, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.
“Nope, but even so you and Bates are failing dismally. Not sure you’re going to be able to pull it back. I—”
Hot and insistent lips press against mine, cutting off whatever I was going to say as my stomach clenches and I feel myself growing slick with need.
Holy freaking moly.
I might have bitten off more than I can chew here because these guys can seriously kiss, and if I’m this wet from a little lip action, it’s going to be like Niagara Falls down there by the time we get to the good stuff.
He pulls away from me, looking down at my face that I know is a little