Page 38 of Bride for the Bikers

“I found another one.” Lightning says, and then there are two big, naked men scrubbing me down with a loofa each.

They’re more gentle than I would’ve imagined, and very thorough. The rough texture feels so good against my thighs, my sides, and right up the middle of my back. I close my eyes and let them work, shivering in pleasure.

When one passes over my breast, my nipple draws tight. I have to bite my lower lip. “Watch it,” I whisper.

“Oh, we are,” Lightning confirms, and my other breast gets the same treatment, followed by a sudden, wet kiss. I let out a soft moan.

Thunder focuses on my back while Lightning takes the front. I suck in my belly, because that's what you do when two perfect specimens of man are seeing you bare-ass naked. Maybe all this running away and dodging bullets will help me trim down a little.

Lightning chuckles as he kisses me, right around my belly button. “I’m going to stay right here until you breathe, baby. You're perfectly fucking beautiful as you are. Don't fucking try to hide yourself from us.”

I let out my breath slowly as his words wash over me. A lifetime of little comments and edited magazine photos can’t be undone in one kiss, but it’s a start. Unconditional acceptance. God, how is it that I haven’t felt it until now, with them? I run my fingers through Lightning’s short hair, nearly black now that it’s wet. I scrape my fingers over his scalp as he continues to do exactly as promised and kisses my stomach.

And then a little lower.

Thunder rumbles into my ear, “That's right. Let us take care of you.”

The soft command in his voice, and the lure of pleasure has me melting between them. I lean back into Thunder, reveling in his body heat and nod. “Okay.” Just a whisper, but he hears it.

He takes one of the small shampoo bottles from a ledge in the shower and fills his hand. A moment later, he's leaning my head back and working it into my hair. Thunder massages the shampoo into my scalp with a grip that could crush rock. I'm not sure it's possible to get an orgasm just through a good hair wash, but after the time we’ve had, I think it might just happen. My eyes roll up into the back of my head, and if Lightning wasn't quick to support me, I would just collapse into a quivering mess at their feet.

“Turn around slow,” Lightning orders, and just the simple act of obeying turns me on. I rotate until Thunder stops me so I'm facing him instead. His hard length presses into my belly, and asLightning gets right up behind me, I realize I’m trapped between two wet, naked, hard men. God, what happened to the innocent girl that walked off a plane in Vegas?

“That’s a good girl,” Thunder says in his deep voice, making me moan just a little.

Lightning detaches one of the showerheads from the wall and leans my head back to rinse my hair. They might be rough on the surface, but they sure know how to make a girl feel taken care of.

Thunder pulls me into a hungry kiss. His cock prods my belly, and I reach down to put my fingers around it. It's hot and pulsing, and I want it against me. Both of them.

God, is my first time going to be in the shower? Should I tell them?

Thunder captures my jaw in his big hand and makes me look up at him. “No one's gonna interrupt us this time. The question is, are you ready for us? All of us?”

Oh.

My heart races at the thought. I wet my lips, which suddenly feel incredibly dry, even in here. “I…”

Am I? Am I ready for it?

My body screams yes, which is a little crazy, right? Me? With four big, bad bikers?

Lightning reaches around me to cup my breasts, which doesn’t help me focus at all. He whispers right into my ear, “Remember what we said. Let us take care of you. In every way we fucking know how.”

“Okay,” I whisper.

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HARPER

Lightning sweepsme up in his arms so suddenly, I squeal in surprise and wrap my arms tight around his neck. “What are you doing?”

“Not enough room for all of us in here,” he says, and the reality of it sinks in. All four. Right now.

The cool draft as Thunder opens the bathroom door is nice this time after the hot shower. Not to mention that the guys have me burning up inside. How is this going to go? It's terrifying and wonderful and maybe a little embarrassing all at the same time as Lightning carries me out into the bedroom, both of us naked and soaking wet. Not that he seems to care. I curl myself tighter in his arms, but that doesn’t help that my butt is hanging down for all to see.

“Fuck,” hisses Shadow. “Did you tan that ass? It's fucking glowing.”

Thunder laughs and tears the comforter off the bed. “Good scrub and hot water. Go rinse off or we’re making this a private party. Where’s Outlaw?”

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