Chapter 2 Inks Game 2

Molly 

They were talking about me and looking at my ass. It didn’t take a genius to work out why four handsome bikers had decided to help me.

I would have laughed at them but I wasn’t above using unpaid labour, especially after the blond pretty one had told me that the lift was out of order.

Let them look at my ass all they wanted, as long as they helped me move my few belongings up the never ending stairs.

“So what brings you to our little part of the world?” The older one fell into step beside me. One arm full of boxes, he scooped up Della in the other. She squealed, happy that her little legs no longer had to trudge up the stairs.

Digging into my pocket for the key, I shrugged. “Fresh start. There was nothing for us back home.”

He looked like he was about to ask me where back home was but at that moment there was a crash from behind us. Half turning I saw the tattooed one , staring down at the box that had just broken and scattered my belongings all down the stairs.

Nothing important. Books and- I spotted the pink phallic object and sprung after it. Almost tripping down the stairs to grab it before anyone could see it.

“Hey I’ve got it.” I almost screamed. It was one thing to be ok with them looking at my ass and quite another for them to see that.

He got to it the second before I did. “What is-“ ink fell silent. Rolling his lips under his teeth as he tried not to grin.

“I’ve got it.” I snatched the vibrator out of his hand and our fingers brushed against each other. His eyes swung down to my face, the teasing smile on his face slipped away to nothing.

“Sure.” He muttered under his breath. “No harm meant.”

He might not have meant any harm but I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me. Tucking the sex aid down the front of my jeans I covered it with my shirt. Hiding it from view.

Not that it made any difference. They had all seen, I could tell by the wry smiles on their faces.

Blowing out a breath, I trudged back up the stairs. I had nothing to be embarrassed about. It wasn’t like I was the only woman on earth to masturbate. 

I was embarrassed though. I didn’t want them to know I did that.

I didn’t want anyone to know.

Taking the lead again. I kept my back straight as I opened up the door and walked into what would be my home for the foreseeable future.

It wasn’t perfect. I would have much preferred somewhere with a garden for Della. But it was two bedrooms and clean and on my budget that was all I could hope for.

“Where do you want-“ the older biker Dagger, swept past me. “This wiggling bundle of chit chat.” He jerked his chin down at Della. Who wiggled out of his arms, and went skipping off to explore.

“Just dump the boxes down anywhere.” Standing in the middle of the white room, I took it all in. 

All mine. It might not have been a lot but it was all mine.

“I would offer you guys a beer but I haven’t managed to go grocery shopping yet.” Again I blushed.

It was the way they were looking around. Not with judgement but with a kind of apprehension.

My new home came furnished but barely. Literally just the basics. Which was a hell of a lot more than we had before. 

“Is your other furniture being delivered?” Inked asked, sliding the remnants of his box onto the tiny kitchen counter.

“Yeah.” I lied easily. Was it really a lie? It would be delivered once I had started work and ordered some. “There’s just a little delay. We will be fine like this for a few-“

He shot me a look like he knew I was lying, forcing me to blush even more. Of all the four men that had just helped me, he was by far the most intense.

“A little while.” I corrected . “It will be fun.” I forced excitement into my voice. “Like a camping adventure.”

He continued to look at me like he didn’t believe a word out of my mouth.

“Ok.” He muttered finally. “If you need help putting anything together. Or anything at all. I am just next door. Knock any time.”

The others quickly added that they too were on this floor and more than eager to help me in any way they could but I got a sneaky suspicion that they really wanted to help me out of my clothes.

Men.

So easy to read.

“Thanks, I’ll -“

“We should probably go.” Dagger didn’t look thrilled by the idea. “Raven called church at five.”

“Church?” I muttered and I couldn’t help it, I looked at all of them with a frown on my face. They did not look like the kind of men who went to church.

The cuts and worn denim screamed biker.

The tattoos and piercings screamed dangerous.

And yet they hadn’t made me feel uncomfortable even once, well apart from that incident with the vibrator. That had been mortifying.

“Yeah.” 

I wasn’t sure which one had said that because I was too busy looking at Ink. It wasn’t that he was the least friendly. He seemed kind of sweet. No it was because when he looked at me it was like he knew I was lying through my teeth.

Finally he turned to me, a small smile flickering across his face. “Welcome to the building, Molly.” He said following out after his brothers. “Anything you need , I’m right next door ok?”