Page 81 of Diary of a Biker Queen

Luca rolled his eyes. “Look at me.”

I flipped him the bird without turning in his direction.

“Nyah.” His voice became darker, more commanding. “I said, look at me.”

I wanted to tell him to go to hell.

But I didn’t. I slowly lifted my head from Lynx’s chest and stared up at Luca.

“You are not going to waste your tears on people who don’t deserve them. Cry as much as you fucking want because of hormones, if that’s what you need to do. I’ll sit by your side and watch the saddest movies I can find. Hell, I’ll push you over so you scrape your knees if that’s what it takes.”

I sniffed. “Geez. Thanks. How good of you to push the pregnant chick down.”

Lynx glared at him. “You will not fucking push her over.”

He rolled his eyes. “I was trying to prove a point. What kind of monster do you think I am? You think I take candy from babies too?”

“Yes,” Lynx and I both said in unison.

“I hate you both, you know that?”

I smiled, knowing the two of us giving each other hell was just how we were most comfortable. It was foreplay and affection and attraction all in one.

Luca smirked like he needed to pay me back for that little dig at his personality. “I can’t believe you had that whole conversation with your parents while you had an ass plug in.” He chuckled. “Oh, if only your father had known that.”

Lynx’s mouth dropped open. “You what?” He stared at me, his gaze dipping down my body, like he might be able to see through my clothes if he stared hard enough.

My cheeks heated, and I glared at Luca. “If you hadn’t left me high and dry at the tattoo shop, I wouldn’t have had to!”

Luca’s grin widened. “So Dax didn’t take care of it then, huh? What a chump.”

“You told him not to!”

“Am I his boss? I didn’t realize I had that level of control over him.”

I shook my head. “You’re nice for three minutes a day, max, aren’t you?”

“That’s probably being generous,” he bantered back.

Lynx moistened his lips with the tip of his tongue. “Can we go back to the part about you having an ass plug in? I just brought you home on my bike while you were wearing one?” He swore under his breath and then stared at me. “Show me.”

“Once Luca takes himself out of my room, sure.”

Luca raised an eyebrow. “I’m not going anywhere, princess. I made you a promise to fuck your ass and I intend to keep it.”

“Pretty sure Lynx will be happy to take your place.”

Lynx groaned. “You two are killing me. Nyah, take off your clothes.”

“Not until he gets out.”

“Not a chance,” Luca goaded. “I don’t break my promises. Now do as Lynx said and take your clothes off.”

I glared at him, all sass and fire, truly hating him even though my body burned.

I knew he had me. I had needed one of them to take care of me for hours, and it pissed me off Luca knew it. So I turned to Lynx, giving him a bird’s-eye view of my tits when I took my dress off and dropped it on the floor. He instantly buried his face between them, inhaling the scent of my skin and reached around me to undo my bra clasps. The material fell away, and he helped it along, brushing it off my arms.

I stood in front of him in nothing but panties, and he groaned, his gaze sweeping over my body, hot and dirty. His dick responded instantly, getting so hard he undid his pants and slid them low enough to free his erection.