Page 74 of Outlaws' Dirty Secret

“This is going to be great material for your book,” Blackout adds, grinning playfully.

“Shut up.” I bat his arm.

“How are you feeling?” Dragon pulls his strong fingers through my hair, gently working out the snarls. “That was pretty fucking intense. I'd say we're used to it, but that was a first even for us. I know you've been worried about how dangerous our lives are, but it's all easy days from here on out. I can't imagine something like this is gonna happen again, and we got through it.”

“Easy days, huh?” I press my palm against his chest. “I can't imagine any days with you three will ever be easy days, but maybe that's part of your appeal? You're pretty good at keeping things interesting.” I sniffle, my nose still runny. Bet my eyes look lovely, all bloodshot and stuff. “But yeah, I think I'm okay.Ask me again tomorrow. And next week. And next year, but right now? I'm just glad you're all here, still with me and not… well, you know.”

“I like the sound of that,” Skyhigh says.

“What?” I turn so I can look at him.

“Tomorrow. Next week. Next year. Means you're gonna be here for us to ask. Not running away because of what we do and who we are.”

If I didn't know better, I'd say he’s worried. “I meant what I said out there. I love you guys. All three of you.”

Blackout yanks me right out of the others' arms and into his, sliding his fingers into my hair and tilting my head back. “Technically I think you said you were falling in love with us. And I fucking hate that you got to say it first. Shoulda been us. But I'm fucking saying it now. I love you, baby girl. You make me trust that no matter what the fuck I learn about myself, I’ve already got everything I need. And you make me a better man, just by being you. And I know that it’s maybe a little early, but you make me so fucking hard. I love you for that sexy little body, too.” He flashes one of his handsome smiles right before he puts his full lips against mine and kisses me like his life depends on it. No one's ever going to call him pretty, but if anyone says he's not handsome, I'm throwing hands.

And he's not lying about the hard thing, but I only get a moment to wiggle my butt against it before Dragon yanks me right out of Blackout's lap and into his.

“Not gonna let him have all the fun. I fucking love you. I love that you are so fucking strong but you’ve never let it overpower your sweetness. I love your willingness to stand up for yourself, andhow you marched your ass right up to us instead of running. And I love that we’ve got so much more to teach you, so you better not be going fucking anywhere.” He cups the back of my head with his long fingers and presses us together into a kiss that I return eagerly. The way I'm sitting, I can't tell if he's as hard as Blackout, but the way his free hand roams over my back and up my side, I've got a suspicion.

Skyhigh doesn't give me time to think about it. With a quick tug, I'm in his arms, my lips almost touching his. His deep blue eyes looking right into mine. “Pretty sure I mentioned something about it out there, but in case you were preoccupied, yeah, you’re stuck with me, too. Even if you didn’t admit to the obvious, I wasn’t fucking letting you go. I always wanted the whole white picket fence shit, but I spent a lot of time learning that humanity sucks, and it’s taken the club, these motherfuckers, and then falling in love with you to make me think that maybe I can have my own version of a white picket fence after all.” He buries his face in the crook of my neck. “I want to keep you my arms like this forever so nothing can fucking hurt you again. We fit so fucking perfectly.” And then it's his turn to kiss me, soft at first, but with a growing intensity as he presses me close and chases my tongue around with his, until I'm seriously reconsidering just wanting to cuddle. Maybe that adrenaline hasn't quite let go yet.

When he finally lets me up for air, I look at him, right into his pretty eyes. “How about you? Are you okay?”

Blackout nods. “You were feeling it out there. Old ghosts? We're here for you, man.”

Dragon puts his hand on Skyhigh's shoulder. “You can always count on your brothers. Just so you know that.”

For once, Skyhigh's smile is just a smile. No mischief, just contentment. “I'm good. I am now, at least. Fuck, the whole bomb shit brought back some things I'd rather have forgotten, but yeah. I'll be okay. I managed to save everyone this time.”

“Except for Tanner,” Blackout says, strangely gleefully.

“Fuck Tanner,” Dragon and Skyhigh growl at the same time.

“Yeah, Fuck Tanner!” When all three of them look at me like I just grew a third head, I can't help but laugh. “What? After all that, I think I definitely deserve to say it.”

“Baby girl, if you ever say anything about fucking anyone ever again, I want it to be about us.” Blackout gets a good grip on my hair and twists my head to make sure I'm looking right at him. “Just so that's fucking clear. Now, I seem to remember you got a pretty big ass shower. I can deal with fucking you with a little dust and blood, but I’d kinda like to wash off all the Tanner.”

“Sounds good to me! Wait, what?”

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WILLOW

Despite there beingfour of us, somehow we make it work in the shower by the guys taking turns with me in there. It’s pretty clear they’re comfortable with each other naked, but apparently there are lines. I'm not going to complain. It gives me hard bodies to press against, big dicks to wrap my fingers around and big hands that are everywhere, whether they're insisting on washing me, or just copping a feel.

By the time I come out of the shower to find three bikers dressed in nothing but scars and tattoos, holding up a towel to dry me off and ready to drag me off to my bedroom, I might be clean, but I'm feeling decidedly dirty.

I don't get to keep the towel for long.

“Alright, I'm just gonna ask you before shit gets real,” Dragon says, turning me his way, where he's kneeling on the bed, his huge dick proudly erect and pointing right at me. “We just went through some crazy shit. If you don't want this right now… well, I was gonna say something clever, but that's it. We process shit differently, and this is too much, we get it.”

I'm just trying to picture platonic cuddling with the three of them butt naked. That would last all of ten seconds and I’m not sure who would break first.

“Please. I think I could actually use a little fun physical contact right now. I want to feel connected to you.” I cup my breasts like I'm offering them to him. “Just make sure it takes enough time for the hot water to fill up.”

I've barely got the words out when Skyhigh presses up against my back, his thick hardness against my spine and his hands sliding in underneath mine so that he can be the one to hold my breasts instead. “Sounds like a fucking deal.” His deep, sexy voice holds a promise that makes my knees weak. “But I’ve gotta ask. I know you’re on the pill, but are you cool with not using condoms, or…?”

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