Monroe, Marla - The Bikers and the Socialite [The Dirty Dozen 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (19 page)

He took the hint and began to tunnel in and out of her hot ass. Allen moved with him so that when one pulled out, the other one pushed in. They slowly increased their rhythm until she was unable to keep up with them and remained still while they made her their vessel.

Parker felt the sparks traveling down her spine as the flames licked higher and higher. Every nerve ending inside her ass burned. They joined with the sparks and the flames to ignite her into a fiery explosion that all but consumed her. She screamed out their names time and again as she felt them fill her with their cum. The hot spurts lead to another smaller climax, leaving her shaken and panting for breath.

They all lay there out of breath, until finally, Allen complained that he was being squashed.

“Get off, Shane. You’re heavy. We’re squeezing poor Parker into a pancake.”

“Guys, I’m done for.”

She finally managed to speak after drawing in a lungful of air. Shane had moved over and pulled out of her. She still lay on top of Allen.

“You’re leaking on me, baby.”

“Condoms have their uses,” she teased.

Shane helped her off of Allen’s softened cock. He rolled off the bed and left them there to get a bath cloth and clean up. Then he gently cleaned her as well.

They piled in the bed to rest before they met up with the gang later that night. Parker realized she was happy, really and truly happy, for the first time in a long time. She thought long and hard about it until she fell asleep in the arms of her men.

Chapter Fifteen

They pulled into the parking lot of Fugly’s at a quarter of nine. There were many more bikes there than the dozen she expected. Evidently the place was popular with that type crowd around the area. She waited for Allen to help her off the back of Shane’s motorcycle then smiled as they each took a hand to lead her into the noisy bar. The steady beat of music had her heart pounding in no time.

“The baby is going to be born deaf if we do this very often.” She grinned up at Shane.

“This is a special occasion. Won’t happen again until after the baby gets here.”

They zeroed in on where the rest of the gang had commandeered several tables and shoved them together so they could all attempt to talk over the loud music. Shane walked with her behind him while Allen brought up the rear, keeping her tucked safely between them. Once they arrived at the table, everyone stood up and cheered.

They managed to get quite a bit of attention at that, much to Parker’s embarrassment. Still, she couldn’t help but be secretly excited. They were celebrating their wedding and her winning her case. Nothing could have shocked her more than learning that Shane and Allen were more than just construction workers. They acted more laid back than the normal businessman. It sobered her. They acted more like her father had, and it made her think.

“What are you looking so serious for, Parker? You’re supposed to be celebrating, baby.” Shane squeezed her hand.

“I guess I’m just realizing how much you two mean to me. This isn’t really the time, but I need to say it. I love you. I love you, too, Allen. I love you both more than anything. I just realized that I can have what my parents had with two men just as easily as with one. I don’t know why I let there being two of you hang me up.”

“You just needed time to come to terms with it, and we were pushing too much. I’m sorry about that, Parker. We just knew we loved you more than anything in the world, and wanted you to be a part of our lives.”

“At least we didn’t say this after sex,” Allen quipped.

They both punched him.

“I can’t wait for you to get a baby bump,” Shane said.

“Just wait until I’m as big as a house. Then you’ll think differently. I know I will.”

“We’ll make sure to keep you comfortable. We’ll do everything in our power to keep you happy, baby.”

“Who would have thought our little socialite would turn into our biker chick?” Allen squeezed her hand. “We love you even if we spoil you. That’s how we like you, and we plan to keep you that way.”

THE END

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