Lost Reapers MC- Claimed by the Bikers novel Chapter 29

Lost Reapers MG Claimed by the Bikers

hapter 29

Lotrie

“Stop.” I pushed at Killian’s chest, or did he prefer to be called Irish now? But even as I did so my lips softened under his. Just for a second but it was enough for him to pull me closer.

*just stop

“Minute.”

a god damn “why did his mouth feel so soft like it belonged to me. Another second of his rips on mine and I pushed at his chest again.

Finally he loosened his grip on me enough for me to pull slightly away from him, although he kept his hands firmly on my hips. Almost like he was afraid I was going to run again.

“I need time to,” I bit my lip. “Catch up.” Around his muscled arm I saw Xander watching us. There was a look on his face that had nothing to do with jealousy. It was much more heated.

Did he like watching me being kissed by another man?

This whole situation was getting weirder and weirder.

*

“What’s to catch up on? We want you and you very much want us.”

“I do not.” I sounded like a child but couldn’t help it.

Cocking his head to the side Killian smirked down at me, his blue eyes twinkling. “I have your-”

I glared at him, swatting my hand against the rock hard muscles of his chest. “If you say you have my juices,”

I lowered my voice and glanced around. That really wasn’t a conversation to be having out in the street.

His grin grew wider. “I have your lipstick on my mouth.”

I glared harder which just made him smile more.

“That doesn’t count. You fook me by surprise. If I’d had my wits about me I wouldn’t have let you kiss me.”

Killian’s smile slipped an inch. “You kissed me back, Lottie. You can’t deny that.”

“I did not.” I fell silent. Ok I had kissed him back but only for a second or two.

We stood there staring at each other. Each of us breathing a little heavier.

I broke that silence first. “What do you want, Killian? Or ould I call you Irish.” I eyed the leather cut on his chest.

Even when we were kids, he’d had an unhealthy obsession with motorcycles. Even going so far as to use his allowance to buy a beat up one and fix it in my

parents garage.

“We want you.” He said in a completely flat voice. “I want you.”

Frolled my eyes. “And you just expect me to fall into bed with both of you?”

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Soy d the other night and it’ll be better next time because we all know where we stand.”

Only I didn’t know where I stood at all. I knew they fusted after me. The other night proved fhat but I didn’t think

“We want you to be our woman.” Xander’s voice was so close. My head shot up and around. He was standing right next to us.

“What?”

“Our old lady.” He said softly. His hand covered Killians where it was pressed against my hip. They squeezed together. And I couldn’t help it, I whimpered.

“You can’t just spring this on me and expect me,” I blew out an exasperated breath. “Expect me to be ok with it. barely know either of you.”

Xander looked thoughtful. “Then get to know us.”

Killian on the other hand looked like murder could be a viable option. “You know me, Lottie. You’ve known me for ten years. I was your first-

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I shot him a look that said shut up. I didn’t want to think about the first time he kissed me. The morning after the party where I’d climbed onto his lap and vomited all over his chest.

As first kisses went it didn’t exactly scream romantic.

“Let’s go home and talk this through.” Xander, sensing the rising tension between us, took a half step forward. “Calmly. There’s no rush for a decision. We

want to get to know you better as well Lottie.” He flashed me a smile that was meant to put me at ease. But did the opposite.

“Well I don’t have a job to go to anymore so I guess home is as good a place as any.” I shrugged. I was bummed that I had lost my job but honestly I was

expecting it. Some men just couldn’t handle rejection. And Wesley Asini was one of those men.

I’d find another job, something better or maybe I would take the rest of the summer off and just enjoy myself.

I eyed the two bikers in front of me. Could I enjoy my summer with them?

Could I let myself do that? Again?

Did I even want to?

They watched me,

both wearing matching expectant looks on their faces. They were waiting for me to make a decision.

I rolled my eyes. So much for giving me time to figure things out. I never expected to see Killian again, let alone for him to want me again.

I was beyond confused. Hunching my shoulders, I wrapped my arms around myself. “I’m going to go home.”

“We both have our bikes with us. Either one of us

I cut him off, with a shake of my head. “I’ll take the bus.”

Killian’s lips curled up in a sneer. Like taking the bus was beneath him.

Snob.

“No woman of mine is gonna take the bus.” He snapped.

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Then I take an uber: And I’m not your woman.”

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Yet I added silently because even though I was all kinds of confused, I was still really really fempted.

They grumbled something under the breath but neither one of them stopped me as I walked away. My phone was in my hand to call an uber and get home before I had even turned the corner.

Maybe there I would be able to think straight because I didn’think I could with them so close.

Not that being in the uber helped. Every time I glanced out the bank window they were there. The throaty roar of their bikes filled my ears.

“Problem?” The driver asked.

“What?” Confused, I turned back to the froht.

“Those guys have been right behind us since you got in. Are they following you? Do you need me to take you to the police station instead?” His eyes kept

darting to the rear view window,

“No, it’s fine. They are mine.” I paused. Now what had made me say that. “I mean they are my friends. Well neighbours-”

My drive curled to an end and I let out a hiss. Something was wrong. I couldn’t put my finger on it straight away but something was very very wrong.

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