Biker Billionaire #2: The Mile High Club by Jasinda Wilder Read Free Book Online Page A

tensed, drew one arm out from beneath my buttocks. I clenched my legs harder around him to support my weight on my own. He too then had a gun in his hand, and I couldn't see what we were really even aiming at except the doorway, but I kept it trained there until Shane lowered his and holstered it.
    He lifted me off him and set me down. We adjusted our clothing and I gave Shane his gun back, still unable to believe what we'd just done.
    "That was..." I started.
    "Crazy," Shane finished.
    "Yeah." I felt daring, and not a little juicy. "Crazy, but fun."
    Shane dug in his bag and brought out a wad of gauze. "Here," he handed it to me and turned his back. "Thought you might want to clean up a little."
    I took the gauze and cleaned up, grateful and touched by his thoughtfulness.
    Shane watched me as I cleaned up, a smirk on his face. "Have you ever shot a gun before?"
    I buttoned up and tucked in and adjusted. "Nope."
    "Would you have been able to pull the trigger?"
    I tossed the used gauze on a pile of rubble and stood up, facing him. I shrugged. "I don't know. Is there any way to know how you'd react until it happens?"
    Shane shook his head. "No, there's really not. I was just impressed that you drew." He ducked his head, seeming almost embarrassed. "It was my brothers, by the way. At the door. They saw us."
    I laughed, not exactly amused, nor surprised. "They're still out there, aren't they?"
    "Yep, probably."
    I raised my voice to carry out the door. "You might as well come in. We're done now." I glanced at Shane. "You weren't exactly subtle about the status of our relationship, by the way. With your brothers, I mean. You might as well have stuck a sign on my forehead that read 'mine'."
    Shane shrugged, not looking up as his three brothers trooped into the room. "I know my brothers. If I hadn't staked my claim on you, they'd've made a move. Then I'd have to kill them. Which would suck for business."
    Luke flopped down against the wall next to Shane. "You sound like Dad. It's always all about business."
    Shane didn't look up still, scraping in the dirt at his feet with his finger. "It was a joke, jackass."
    "So was mine, jackass."
    Rob squatted near the entrance, stripping off a pair of reddened rubber gloves. "Shut up, you two. You're both jackasses."
    Jon came in last and dropped a pack near the center of the room, flopped down and used the bag as a pillow. "I think we've hit the wall. We're long past the point where we're going to be effective. We need to rest."
    None of them had even looked at me, not even Shane. I realized this was their way of dealing with having walked in on us. Not wanting it to hang in the air between us for the rest of the time I spent with them, I decided to take the bull by the horns.
    "You're all jackasses. I'll say it, since all of you are being babies about it: yes, Shane and I were having sex. Right there where you're sitting, actually, Luke."
    Luke made a face and scooted over nearer his brother.
    Shane laughed silently, his shoulders shaking. "Way to be, Leo. I think you just scarred Luke forever."
    Luke squirmed, stood up and crossed to the other side of the room. "I didn't need to see that, didn't need to know that." He grinned at me, though.
    "None of my business," Rob said, still not looking at me. "You're both consenting adults. Shane can screw who he wants."
    "My only issue is the middle of a civil war might not be the best place for it," Jon said. "But then, it ain't me doing it. Sexual arousal is a natural reaction, though. The body needs a way to purge the hormones released during the stress and adrenaline of a battle."
    "That's what Shane told me," I said. "We were just testing his theory."
    The Sorrenson brothers were all suppressing chuckles, trying to maintain their composure by not looking at anyone or anything. For some reason, this irritated me. Something told me if I wanted the respect of these men, I'd have to earn it.
    "So, Shane," I said, as casually as I could, "are you