Authors: K E Osborn
He furrows his brows and grabs my hand in confusion. “What’s wrong?”
I shake my head. “No, nothing. Let’s go, let’s go now.”
He scrunches his eyebrows together and licks his lips. “Go where babe?” he asks hesitantly.
“I don’t know, just for a ride, maybe along the esplanade. Riding in the moonlight along the beach… I couldn’t think of anything more romantic.”
He chuckles and shakes his head. “Fuck babe, I don’t do romantic.”
Grinning, I decide to play with him to get my own way. So I slide my shirt off my shoulder in a sexy way exposing skin. “We can find somewhere and have sex on the beach.”
He sits bolt upright smiling and shakes his head. “Are you serious?”
I shrug and tilt my head, a sense of excitement running through me. “Why not? I have to try something different every time I’m with you, right? Well, I’m with you all the time now and we’re living on the beach. I wanna go for a ride and feel free on the back of the bike, the vibration flowing up through me and holding onto you always makes me horny. So why not find a nice secluded spot and let’s fuck.”
He opens his eyes wide and smirks so widely I have to try and stop myself from laughing.
“I have no idea who you are right now, but I fuckin’ love it… Let’s go.” He jumps up from the bed dragging me with him, forcing a small squeal of surprise shriek from my lips as I’m dragged from our bed.
We race out of the bedroom making sure to shut the door behind us leaving Petunia in the bedroom. We’re both giggling and laughing all the way down the stairs as we make our way into the clubroom. Not many people are still up, but Meli and Gator are sitting on the lounge talking and watch us racing through the clubrooms.
“You two look like you’re up to mischief,” Gator calls out.
“Sorry brother, when your woman asks to go for a ride on your bike down the beach. You gotta do what she asks,” Steel calls out as we reach the main door.
“Bet you’re gonna fuck on the beach too, right?” Meli calls out to an echo of laughter from Gator as we ignore them and rush out to Steel’s bike. I’m still giggling like a school girl, and as we reach his bike he stops pulling me to him and leans in kissing me roughly. His beard tickling my skin only exciting me more.
He pulls back and turns looking at his bike running his hand over the shiny fuel tank. I smile knowing he’s missed his beloved friend. “Well, go on biker boy, spread your legs, mount the Hog so I can ride it and dig my nails in just as I like,” I say twisting his own words against him.
He smirks and shakes his head leaning in and kissing me quickly before turning and shifting his leg over the bike. I grab the spare helmet and place it on at the same time he places on his, and I step on behind him. Before Steel kicks his engine and it roars to life, I hear another bike start and I know we have a tail. My protection is never far away. I bite my bottom lip wrapping my arms around his waist as he revs the engine and instantly my knickers are wet.
“Hold on, babe.”
I squeeze his stomach to let him know I’m ready and we move toward the gate. Somehow it opens, I guess it’s from the motion sensors Gadget has installed on this side of the gate. Once the gate is open enough, Steel pulls down on the throttle and the bike takes off at full speed. A smile crosses my face like I haven’t had on it for weeks. The wind sweeps through my hair sending it swirling behind me like the flicking flames of a fire. Salt water and seaweed permeate the air as the beach is only a few streets over, and right here in this moment, I feel free. The scared girl I was only two weeks ago doesn’t feel like she’s with me anymore.
Do I miss my life back in the heart of Adelaide, being a kindergarten teacher and looking after all those kids?
Yes for sure
. I’ll miss them every day.
But being with Steel, there’s something much more alluring, more intoxicating and more exciting than anything I’ve ever experienced in my life. This life, this club life—it’s strange. It’s a brotherhood, it’s a family, and even though living with another nineteen men and who knows how many club girls, is strange, I think I’ll get used to it. I know I belong in this world. And I realise everything is going to be all right.
My name Flame is right.
I burn for Steel.
He ignites something in me I didn’t know I had—a passion, a lust for life, a lust for him.
Right now as I hold onto his back, with the wind in my hair and the beach in my sights, I know Steel ignites the flame in my heart that beats only for him.
Stung by Stealth: A Satan’s Savages MC Novel #3
Stung by Stealth: A Satan’s Savages MC Novel #3
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My name is Stealth.
A man torn in two opposing directions.
I'm an undercover cop infiltrating the Satan's Savages MC.
My name is Skye.
I'm a club girl.
This is the life I know, but I long for something simpler.
My name is Hannah.
I am alone.
The wife of a man who is never here, a ghost in the wind.
Going undercover forced Stealth and Hannah into a separation. Their marriage left in tatters. Throwing himself into his new identity as Stealth—bad boy biker of the Satan's Savages MC club—plunged him straight into the arms of club girl, Skye.
But with the Cartel on the club's back and danger at every turn, can Stealth truly turn on the brothers he loves. Will he give his Unit the intel they need, putting his career before his brothers?
Will it be the club, Skye, or Hannah, who is Stung by Stealth?
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K E Osborn
Australian author K E Osborn was born and raised in Adelaide, South Australia. With a background in graphic design and a flair for all things creative, she felt compelled to write the story brewing in her mind.
Writing gives her life purpose. It makes her feel, laugh, cry and get completely enveloped in the characters and their story lines. She feels completely at home when writing and wouldn’t consider doing anything else.