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In the arms of an outlaw, she found the freedom to live out her wildest fantasies. Don't miss this scorching erotic romance from New York Times bestselling author Opal Carew, now available for the first time as a complete novel!

When Laurie is kidnapped by bikers, she has no idea her life is about to change forever. From the moment she meets Steele-their sinfully sexy leader-she can't deny their fierce attraction. Even though she's completely at his mercy, his eyes soften when he looks at her, and the others in his gang know she's strictly hands off. But the more time she spends with Steele, the more her body insists she wants his powerful hands all over her.

Now she's about to discover a new life on the open road...and what it means to be part of a gang that shares everything. At first their wanton lifestyle shocks her senses-but once she's had a taste of life on the edge, will she ever want to leave?

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Opal Carew

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Riding Steele

By Opal Carew

St. Martin's Press

Copyright © 2015 Opal Carew
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-250-05284-1

Contents

Title Page,
Copyright Notice,
Dedication,
Acknowledgments,
Kidnapped,
Untamed,
Collide,
Wanted,
Crossroads,
Aftershock,
Epilogue,
Praise for the Author,
About the Author,
Also by Opal Carew,
Copyright,


CHAPTER 1

Kidnapped


"Is that the woman Killer's friend wants us to kidnap?"

Steele glanced in the direction Shock was looking. Steele and his men were sitting in a pub called Big Rigg that had heavy wooden tables and a rustic atmosphere. A woman walked toward one of the high tables at the bar where a suited man and a couple were sitting. He recognized the newcomer from the pictures of Craig's sister that Killer had shown him.

They didn't do her justice.

Steele nodded. "That's the one."

Her name was Laurie and she was stunning. Long, glossy, dark brown hair that careened loosely over her shoulders, beautiful big eyes, a pert nose, and lips that begged to be kissed. And her body. Damn! Every heart-stopping curve was showcased in her short, snug, black dress. His eyes followed the long, slim line of her torso to the arc of her hips, then down the longest legs he'd ever seen. Slim and shapely, ending in glossy black stilettos studded with rhinestones. How she could walk in those heels—which had to be at least six inches high—he didn't know, but every man in the bar must be thanking his lucky stars at the sight of her glorious swaying ass. He allowed his gaze to make a leisurely climb upward before stopping at her breasts. Round, firm, and snugly cocooned in the tight black dress.

The hint of cleavage in the deep-V neckline caused his body to tighten. His fingers itched to wrap around those glorious breasts. To feel the softness in his hands. To stroke the nipples with his thumbs.

Fuck, his cock was swelling painfully in his jeans.

But this was someone's sister. Craig, Killer's friend. And Craig wanted to protect her.

Steele knew what that felt like. Thoughts of Chrissy shattered his mood. Dead at eighteen. Pain slashed through him. No matter how much Steele had tried to protect his younger sister, had tried to steer her from hanging out with the wrong crowd, headstrong Chrissy had ignored his sage advice and done whatever the hell she'd damned well pleased. And died of a drug overdose.

Now he'd been offered a chance to help another brother save his sister from a bad situation. He had been fucking tempted to do exactly what Craig had drunkenly suggested when they'd partied together with Killer the night before, but Steele drew the line at kidnapping.

Raven leaned close to Rip. "What are they talking about? Are we going to kidnap someone?" She grinned. "Is that part of Steele's birthday celebration?"

"No," Rip answered. "When we were drinking with Killer yesterday, he introduced us to a friend who kinda asked us to kidnap his sister. She's been dating this guy and he's concerned about her. He left to go out of town today, but he has a bad feeling. He wanted us to keep her safe until he gets back."

"I think he just wanted to get her out of the picture for a while," Shock said, "to make the guy think she's dumped him, hoping he'd move on to another woman."

"That's crazy." Raven sipped her beer. "The sister would never forgive him and the minute she got back, she'd go find the boyfriend and explain."

"He's desperate," Steele said. "For some reason, he thinks this guy is really bad news.

He's trying to protect his sister, and I get that. But we're not kidnapping her."

Raven eyed the well-groomed man in the expensive suit standing beside Laurie at the bar.

"He looks like the kind of guy most brothers would want their sisters involved with. He dresses well and probably makes a good living."

She grinned at Steele. "I'm actually surprised Killer's friend would want her in your hands rather than his. Wouldn't he worry that she'd be in danger of being manhandled by you and the rest of your crew?" She started fanning herself with a big grin on her face. "Whew! Is it getting hot in here?"

"I don't understand either," said Steele. "I got the impression he's close with Killer, and since Killer vouched for us and the guy has no other options, he was willing to take a chance. Then again, the guy could be stupid and crazy, which is why I don't want to get too wrapped up in this mess."

"Well, I think we should do it. I'm all for having another chick around." Shock stared at the woman's ass. "Especially one as gorgeous as that."

"Are you tired of me already, Shock?" Raven asked.

He grinned. "Never, babe. But access is limited with this possessive man of yours." He nodded toward Rip.

Steele laughed. Rip was pretty generous with his woman.

"Even if we did kidnap her, which is not going to happen, it wouldn't be like that," Steele said. "She'd be under our protection. My protection. Right?"

They all muttered in affirmation, but it was all for show. None of these men would force themselves on a woman. And it was moot anyway.

He had decided to come here tonight to check out the situation, though. He could at least do that much. And keep an eye on her, from a distance, until her brother, Craig, got back in town.

"So, Steele, now that we've satisfied Killer's friend's request and checked that the sister's okay," Shock said, "how about we get on with celebrating your birthday?"

"We've got time for one more beer before we go meet Dom and Magic." Steele hailed the waitress.

* * *

Laurie sat on the stool beside Donovan, tugging on the hem of the short black dress. He had sent it to her this afternoon, along with the death-defying heels, insisting she wear the outfit tonight for their six-month anniversary.

She felt overdressed for this pub, but Donovan liked it here. It had its own microbrewery and Donovan was partial to a black lager they specialized in, as well as a stout with undertones of bitter sweet chocolate. She also suspected he liked being in a place where he and his wealth stood out from the average person.

Donovan's friends Joan and Henry sat across the small rectangular bar table from them.

She hated being on display like this, and she hated feeling outside her depth with a man, but Donovan's controlling nature kept her off-balance and unsure of herself, even though in all other areas of her life, she'd always been strong and independent.

That's why she'd decided that tonight she would end it. Well, she had decided that, but when he'd announced they were celebrating an anniversary, she'd decided she should wait a few days.

He picked up his glass containing a beer as dark as cola, and finished the last of it, then pushed it aside. He slid his arm around her waist and pulled her tight to his body. She tried not to cringe, but he noticed the slight tensing of her body, so he pulled her tighter.

"I know it was a surprise that Joan and Henry are joining us for a drink, love, but I promise it won't be all evening. They just wanted to toast our anniversary and wish us well. Surely you don't mind?"

"No, of course not." She smiled at Joan. Laurie hardly knew either of them, but Henry was an old friend of Donovan's.

In fact, she was glad they had joined them. She didn't really want to be alone with Donovan. Their relationship had been getting more and more out of control, as he became more demanding and ... well, almost...

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