Page 6 of Their Property
My skin prickled as if a ghost had touched me. I knew that sound. A motorcycle club had taken up residence in Four Corners years ago, and even helped my father protect the territory. I heard those roaring engines outside my window every day, taking me back to the brief, beautiful time when one of those machines had rumbled between my legs.
The motorcycles grew louder until the windowpanes and doors rattled in their frames. If this place was supposed to be heaven, then the devil was right outside. The thought brought a wild grin to my face. Thankfully, Nathan was looking out a window, not at me.
“What the hell aretheydoing here?” He whipped around to face me, my expression now composed and blank. “Surely, they can’t be…”
“My bodyguards?” I shrugged innocently. “My father has a good working relationship with a few biker clubs of the southwest. He trusts them.”
The engines cut abruptly, rendering eerie silence in place of the noise. I wanted to squirm in anticipation, but Nathan was still staring at me. Who did my father send, some of the Steel Demons? If so, this would beespeciallyfun.
Low male voices talked amongst themselves outside, but I couldn’t make out the words. When one of the heavy doors creaked open, I pulled in a tight breath of excitement. Three tall, imposing figures strode into the foyer like they owned the place.
“Hey, what’s up?” the biggest one said to Nathan. “We’re the bodyguards for the new ambassador.”
His voice was low, gravelly, andsofamiliar. But it didn’t hit me until I saw the glossy black feathers of the raven sitting on his shoulder. Three pairs of eyes fell on me and I wasnotprepared. Everything in my body, even the air in my lungs, froze in utter disbelief.
Four yearsI had spent fantasizing about this moment, seeing the men who crashed into my life and then left without so much as a goodbye.
T-Bone, Dyno, and Grudge.
The Sons of Odin MC.
TWO
DYNO
“Rise and shine, dick-fucks.”
T-Bone gave no warning after that. The next thing I felt was the air whooshing from my lungs as he dropped his heavy ass on top of me.
“T, what the fuck?” I shoved at his shoulders, a futile effort due to being half-asleep and woefully under-caffeinated. Being a slim dude trapped under a giant hulk of a Viking certainly didn’t help.
“New job starts tonight.” T-Bone just wrapped his tree trunk arms and legs around me and snuggled me harder. He was like one of those dogs that are big enough to be a small horse but thought they were chihuahua-sized.
“I know, but I can’t fucking breathe.”
“Fuck you, then. Grudge?” He slid off me, thankGod, and made his way across the bed to the third man in our triad. “At least you’re always down for cuddles before we’re up and at ‘em.”
Grudge hummed agreeably, even though he sounded more asleep than me.
I sat up in bed, rubbing my eyes while those two became a tangle of arms, legs, and lazy kisses. “What time is it?”
“Get-your-ass-up-o’clock.” T-Bone’s voice was muffled from being buried in Grudge’s neck.
“Uh-huh.” I leaned over and smacked his ass once before darting out of bed so he couldn’t get me back.
“Put coffee on or give me more where that came from.” T-Bone’s mouth fell to Grudge’s shoulder, his hips starting slow rolls against the other man’s ass.
I chuckled while I started to get dressed. “For someone insisting it’s time to get out of bed, you’re being a shitty example.”
“That’s why I have you two fuckers.” T-Bone grabbed a handful of Grudge’s beard, angling his mouth for a kiss. “To keep me accountable.”
“Accountable, right,” I said dryly, watching the two of them make out.
Grudge turned in place, coming nose-to-nose with T-bone, and dragged a hand down his torso until it disappeared under the sheet. He smothered T-Bone’s moan with another kiss, touching and teasing him without preamble. I couldn’t see with the sheet bunched around their waists, but from T’s hips kicking and his moans into Grudge’s mouth, it seemed he’d forgotten all about the job he woke us up for.
Grudge kept him going for a few more seconds before stopping abruptly, jumping out of bed and narrowly dodging T-Bone’s attempt to pull him back.
“Goddamn it.” T-Bone rolled to his back, rubbing his face as his half-hard cock twitched on his thigh. “I always fucking fall for that.”
