Page 71 of Biker Daddies

The door creaks open again and I expect Alto, but it isn’t.

“Harlow? Sweetness, what are you doing in here? You’re supposed to be sleeping.” I lick my lips when she eases her back against the door, closing it lightly until it clicks. Her long, flawless legs look smooth against the silky shorts of her pajama set. Her tank top is thin, too thin to be wearing it by itself around a place like this. The straps are thin and weighed down by her tits. I can see her nipples through the white material and Bane must too because he groans.

She looks fucking delicious.

“It’s past your bedtime, Princess.”

“I couldn’t sleep,” she says, tiptoeing into the room until she sits on the bed. “Everyone is asleep, and I wanted to come in and check on you. Bane wasn’t in his room, so I knew I’d find you both here.” She settles between us and my eyes flicker to the door to double-check that it’s locked.

“Sweetness,” I say with a warning, her hand intertwining with mine and Bane’s. “What are you doing?”

“I really just wanted to check on you. That was really scary. Seeing you guys walk into the clubhouse…” Her throat bobs when she swallows hard and then tears drip from her eyes to her cheeks.

“Ah, Princess. We’re okay. Come here.” Bane lifts his good arm and pulls her close to him. His hand rubs up and down her arm as she cries into his chest. “We’re fine. I swear. Nothing but a little bruised and cut up. Nothing a little time can’t fix.”

She holds onto my hand tighter, squeezing so hard that I’m surprised she has so much strength in her small body.

“Hey,” I say to get her attention, tugging her from Bane into the nook of my arm. “We’re okay. Nothing is going to keep us from you, okay?”

“But it almost did,” she rushes to say. “I saw pictures of your bikes. They’re ruined. That could have been you! Oh god, I don’t even want to think about what I would have done if Alto were to tell me you two died.” She presses a hand to her heart, struggling to breathe. “I know it’s different for you guys. I know you don’t feel as strongly for me as I do because I’ve been crazy about you for so long, so it’s scarier for me. I never thought I’d have any of you, but now I have all of you. It’s a dream. I feel—”

I hold a finger to her mouth and lean in. “I understand, but just so you know, if anything happened to you we’d be feeling the exact same way.”

Her big green eyes blink at me. “Really?”

“Really, sweetness. You’ve become our world in a very short amount of time.”

“Our entire universe.” Bane rubs his fingers down her side. “We don’t ever want to imagine life without you.”

I wipe a tear away with my thumb, hating to see her so sad and worried. I cock my head and lean in, softly kissing her lips.

“Fuck, I’ve missed the feel of you,” I groan, sliding my hand into her hair and deepening the kiss until her mouth has no choice but to open for me. Her tongue glides against mine and I have to hold in a groan when I taste her.

It’s been too long since I’ve had her.

Her hand slips around my waist, pulling herself closer, and I bite in the groan of pain as her fingers brush against the road rash.

“Do you think you can be quiet?” Bane whispers. “Do you think you’ll be able to not scream our names?”

She nips at my bottom lip and nods. “Yes. I’ll be quiet. I’ll be good.”

“You’re always good.” Bane rubs his hand over the silky material of her shorts. “But you’re fucking naughty wearing this around the house. No one sees you in this but us, Princess. You can’t be showing this off for everyone.” He plays with the hem of her shorts, rubbing the material between his fingers.

“I wanted you to look at me. I wanted to show you what’s yours,” she says, flipping around and giving me her back.

She kisses Bane next, and I’m left with the gorgeous view of her back. My greedy fingers slide up her spine and inch under the straps of her tank top, then slide them down her arm. She whimpers into Bane’s kiss and his hand reaches around, gripping a handful of her ass. His knuckles are all scraped from the wreck and against her, he looks sinful.

We’re ruining the purity inside her and drowning it with our lust.

We’ll breathe life back into her every time. She’ll never die without knowing how much she’s wanted.

She whimpers loudly and Bane breaks the kiss, sliding a hand over her mouth.

“Princess, you have to be quiet, or this can’t go on.”

She nods, eyes glassy with lust.

“Can you? If not, we can stop.”

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