Bikers And Tinsel (MC Sinners # 3.5)

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Book: Bikers And Tinsel (MC Sinners # 3.5) by Jewel Bella Read Free Book Online
Authors: Jewel Bella
Tags: Romance, Christmas, passion, bikers, Bella Jewel, MC Sinners
Oh God. Yes. Muff wraps his hand around his cock with a ragged groan and pumps the last amount out.
    “Holy shit,” I whisper.
    Seeing a man during his release is an extremely sensual and fucking hot moment. When Muff stops coming, his shoulders relax. He drops down into the spa, and after a moment, he groans, “Fuckin’ hell.”
    “That’s one way of putting it,” I whisper.
    I yawn deeply, not realizing how exhausted I was until my body had yet another orgasm. Muff sits up, and he runs the washer over my chest, cleaning me up before standing and pulling me up with him. He finds a few spare towels, and he wraps them around us. We both walk lazily to the bed, and as soon as we hit the pillows, we’re out like lights.
    Sex is exhausting.
    In the best possible way.

Chapter 5
    Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer
    Muff
    “I want bacon,” Serenity says, walking into our cabin the next morning.
    Jaybird is in the kitchen, pouring more coffee. Serenity smiles at her and walks over, plonking herself down onto my lap. I’m a little uncomfortable, only because I know Jaybird won’t be completely happy with this, even though she doesn’t seem to have a problem with the fact that I fucked Serenity.
    “How’d your night go?” Serenity asks, taking my coffee and sipping it.
    “You know, the usual...” I grin at her.
    “You’re a whore, Muff!”
    “Only to the best ladies.”
    She slaps my arm. “Jackson is too tired to get it up this morning, so I’ve been harassing everyone else.”
    “For sex?”
    She rolls her eyes. “No, you tool, for company.”
    I chuckle, and tug a lock of her hair. “Well, maybe they’re all wanting to have sex and you’re ruining it for them.”
    She pouts. “Do you want me to leave, Muff?”
    “Never, princess.”
    I hear the door close, and look over to see Jaybird isn’t in the kitchen anymore. Where did she go? It’s freezing outside. Something doesn’t feel quite right, so I buck my knees and drop Serenity off my lap before getting to my feet.
    “We’ll be over for breakfast soon,” I say, walking toward the kitchen. “Make sure you get everyone up. Go and jump on Spike. He’s a morning person.”
    Serenity laughs. “On it.”
    She disappears out the front door, and I peer out the back door to see Jaybird disappearing into the trees wearing only a light jacket and jeans. Is she mad? I pull on a thick coat, and I head out after her. What’s going on?
    ~*~*~*~
    Janine
    I can’t help the ping of jealousy that rises in my chest as I walk through the trees.
    I’m a jealous woman. No one said it was right.
    I felt odd in there, when Serenity was on his lap. They were happy, laughing and teasing each other. They were so comfortable together. Almost too comfortable. Suddenly I felt odd. I could just ask Muff if there’s something still there, but do I really want to know the answer? If he has something for Serenity, or even the idea of a relationship with Serenity and Jackson, then I have a problem, and I’m not sure I can deal with that problem right now.
    God, I’m being such an idiot.
    Aren’t I?
    I find a bench in the trees and sit down, tucking my legs up. Muff and me, we’re barely even a couple. He jumped fresh out of bed with Serenity and Jackson, right into a boring old vanilla relationship with me. Maybe he wants more, and he’s too scared to say so. Maybe that’s why he held back. I know the sex with me is good, sure, it’s explosive, but is it enough?
    “What the fuck, Jaybird?”
    I turn and see Muff walking toward me, hood over his head. I’m shivering—my teeth are chattering together. I didn’t realize how cold I was until I stopped thinking. Muff reaches me, and his eyes fill with worry.
    “What the fucking hell are you doin’ our here, dressed like that? Shit, Janine.”
    He called me Janine. He’s mad.
    “I was just...”
    “You were just what?” he barks. “Trying to kill yourself?”
    “I’m s...s...s...sorry.”
    “Come here,” he says,

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