COME WHEN CALLED #6, The Punishment (Billionaire & Biker MMF Menage Romance Serial) by Piper Trace Page A

offer her a spot, revealing his thick cock, already rigid and ready.
    “With that?” Evie pointed to his huge erection. “You expect me to believe you just want to cuddle?”
    “Just cuddle! Naked. And hard. And repeatedly.” He patted her spot in invitation. She shook her head in exasperation as he continued. “I call it ‘sticky cuddling’. It’s just like regular cuddling, only stickier. Hop in and I’ll teach you the finer points.”
    Evie laughed so hard she bent over, bracing her arm on the bed. She needed Charley—he was the perfect foil to Ford. She waved a hand at him. “Stop! You’re a nut-case,” she gasped as tears streamed down her face, but she pulled off her robe and climbed in naked next to him, still giggling and wiping her eyes. As much as she thought she should feel strange about putting out on demand for Ford and his friend, Charley made it too fun not to enjoy it, and Ford… Well, Ford was a walking multiple orgasm with whom she hoped to collide at every opportunity.
    She and Charley stared at each other silently after she’d caught her breath. Evie never felt more content than she felt when looking at Charley lying on the same pillow as her. “Are you happy?” she whispered. “Living here. Plus, you and Ford…you made love.”
    “We had sex.” He corrected her.
    “Right. Well, maybe. Did you like it?”
    Charley reached out and took her hand, tangling her fingers in his. He closed his eyes, a look of pure satisfaction softening his features. “Incredible. Better than I thought it would be.”
    “Really?” She figured fantasy nearly always trumped reality.
    “Because you were there. In my fantasies it’s always been just Ford and me.”
    Evie blinked, shock slowing her response. She frowned. “You wouldn’t have rather been alone with him?”
    “No, not now that we have you. With you and Ford I get everything I want.”
    Her pulse kicked into higher gear and her stomach twisted with the realization of it.
    Goddammit, he’s right.
    With him and Ford, she had everything too. A loving, loyal, affectionate soul-mate and a dark, edgy sexual master. She wanted them both—needed them both. Closing her eyes, she sucked in her breath. She was totally screwed.
    “What’s wrong?”
    “Nothing,” she mumbled.
    “Evie, tell me.”
    “No, it doesn’t matter.”
    “If it makes your face look like you just ran over four baby ducks being pulled in a cart by ten kittens, then, yes, I’m guessing it matters. At least it matters to me.”
    “Wha—” She couldn’t even come up with words, so instead just shook her head in disbelief, giggling. “I’ve run out of words for you, Charley. You’re a complete wacko.”
    “We already know that. Now tell me what’s wrong.”
    “I don’t want to talk about it.”
    “Tell me or I’ll get Ford to spank it out of you.”
    “What?” Evie punched his massive shoulder with their clenched hands without releasing him. “You’re not into that, so you’ll just have him do it when you need something?”
    “I never said I wasn’t into it. It’s just not my thing like it is Ford’s. Now stop stalling and tell me.”
    “No,” she whispered.
    “If you tell me, I’ll tell you a secret too.”
    “I like secrets,” she grinned. It seemed Charley could always make her smile, no matter what her mood.
    “You’re a filthy whore,” he whispered, his eyes glittering with good humor. “My favorite kind.”
    “That’s not a secret,” she whispered back, deadpan. “I kinda am.” They both burst out laughing and he reached around her, flipping her easily to spoon her backside against his rigid cock and wrapping a tree-trunk of an arm around her protectively.
    “That’s one of the reasons I like you so much,” he said softly as he rained kisses on her cheek and neck. “But I’ve got a lot of other reasons too.”
    She really loved Charley—the things he said to her, his tough vulnerability, his charm, his body. As Ford had pointed