Page 46 of Eight Bikers' Heir

“I’m comparing stories,” she said. “Mine is better.”

The corner of my mouth curled up as I sat down to her right, leaning closer to peek at the cover, which is some muscular guy with a helmet on and his shirt off.

“I’m guessing this story is definitely not PG,” I commented, flashing her an amused look that made her cheeks flush.

“I like spicy books,” Aisling replied.

“Spicy books?” Cameron questioned, resting his head on his hand as he peered up at her.

“You know… books with plenty of heat,” Aisling said, rolling her eyes when we still gave her a confused look. “Sex scenes!”

Claude clicked his tongue at her.

“Dirty girl,” he said.

Aisling laughed and shrugged.

“Hey, I’ve read some stuff that would even make you guys blush,” she replied.

I smirked as I crossed my arms over the front of my leather jacket.

“Like what?” I asked.

Aisling cocked an eyebrow at me, taking my words as a challenge.

“Like… scenes with twins… or triplets,” she told me before laughing in a bashful manner. “And a bunch of other stuff.”

“They really have scenes like that?” Cameron asked.

Aisling nodded with slightly red cheeks.

“Oh, yeah. I’ve come across a few. Obviously, stuff like that would never happen in real life. They put all the crazy fantasies in romance books,” she replied.

My eyes automatically trailed over to Cameron and Claude, who looked more intrigued than anything.

I had a feeling that we were all on the same page. Now, we tookherwords as a dare.

We all were attracted to her. I didn’t miss the way their eyes trailed her when she walked around in short shorts or how they took advantage of any opportunity to pull her close or touch her.

Because I did the same exact thing.

Maybe it was also from the thrill of the ride, but I found myself leaning toward her, my hand resting on her upper thigh where her black shorts didn’t reach.

“Sure about that?” I asked as our eyes locked, my fingers slightly digging into her skin to show her just how serious I was.

Aisling’s eyes widened.

“What?” she replied.

Cameron moved his hand along the inside of her other thigh, brushing his fingertips over her clothed center.

“What if it did happen in real life?” he said.

Claude shrugged off his jacket and crawled up the bed toward her, taking hold of her chin.

“I bet you’d like that. I don’t believe you’re innocent. Not for a second,” he told her.

Aisling barely let out a breath before she nodded, swallowing hard before letting Claude pull her into a heated kiss.