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Claimed by the Biker Giant (Maxine and Tank) novel Chapter 302

Doom POV

Finished at the office, catching up with the goings on, the clubhouse was moving along nicely, and I was feeling a little guilty for being here, and leaving the others to do my share. Storm said he was happy I was here, and that he had one of his friends here to support him; he didn’t want to ask someone to stay. That made me feel a little better.

When I reached the gym and saw the girl, I stopped to watch. It didn’t surprise me that Tempest noticed my arrival first. She never misses much at all around her home. I started my routine, trying not to watch the girls, all the times, but what Tracey had Tempest doing, gave me a hardness, that shouldn’t be there, and as I am not exactly small, it would show, so I tried to keep my back to the girls, so they couldn’t see that what Tracey was demonstrating for Tempest to try, turned me on.

When I was almost done, I saw Tracey reaching over to pull Tempest out of the hot tub. I had been so focused on not looking at them that I missed her putting Tempest in. I quickly moved over, picked Tempest out, placed her on the table, and returned to doing the last few sessions of weights, then to the rowing machine to wind down. By the time I was done, I could see Tempest was asleep, lucky girl.

Tracey made me an offer I couldn’t refuse, and her magic fingers worked on my muscles. I could see why Tempest fell asleep. When the deep-tissue massage was over, Tracey began the more soothing massage. To my surprise, I too fell asleep.

When I woke, they were not in the gym, so I went to the change room to shower and change. When I returned, I found Tracey cleaning up.

“Hi, thanks for the message, sorry for falling asleep.” I was embarrassed that I had, but at least she didn’t see my erection.

“Falling asleep is the biggest compliment you could give me, no need to be sorry.” Tracey smiled sweetly at me as she continued to clean up.

‘Tempest in the shower?”

“Yep, they changed one, to suit her special requirements, and no need for me to be in there with her. Tempest is fiercely independent.”

“Tempest was that way when we lived it, Fixer and Tank?” I remembered how much she wanted to try things on her own, even when Tempest was obviously in pain.

Tempest came out of the change rooms.

“Talking about me again?” Tempest tried to make it sound like she was hurt or insulted, but she couldn’t stop laughing.

“Of course, who else was worth talking about?” I replied, and then thought about how that might have sounded to Tracey.

“Doom’s right, you are interesting, the stories you tell are worth gossiping about.” Tracey was smiling, so she didn’t take offence at my comment, which could have been misinterpreted. I need to be more mindful of what I say around Tracey.

“You finished?” Tempest asked as she reached us.

“Yeah, ready to leave when you are.” Tempest turned and began wheeling herself out, Tracey close behind.

“Coming?” Tempest called out over her shoulder, looking at me, her chair still in the forward motion, as she neared the door.

With three large steps, I had caught up and was walking close behind them, laughing at the thing Tempest was saying, and watching Tracey blush.

“What, you have a perfect specimen walking close beside you, and you are not tempted to turn around and kiss him? Come on, even I can feel the sexual tension between the two of you.” Tempest continued to say, no filter, was what my mind was saying. Tracey was laughing with her.

“You sure it’s not your tension you are feeling, you did say, you were caught in the office as you were about to do the deed.” Now I felt the heat rise in my neck; that was me who walked in, and these two girls were talking as if I couldn’t hear them. Like, really, is this the way women always talk? I think we men have nothing on them.

“You might be right. I could do with a bit of Storm time about now. Have had my name, and am feeling good, excuse me while I go find my husband, and see if he was in the mood.”

“When is he not in the mood?” I retorted before I thought better of it.

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