Riding Steele: Kidnapped by Opal Carew
Published by: St. Martin’s Griffin
Publication date: November 4th 2014
Genres: Adult, Erotica, Romance
Published by: St. Martin’s Griffin
Publication date: November 4th 2014
Genres: Adult, Erotica,
Synopsis:
Being kidnapped by bikers is a harrowing experience, but for some reason, Laurie doesn’t feel as terrified as she should. The leader’s steely eyes soften when he looks at her, and the others in his gang clearly know she’s hands off. But does that include Steele’s hands? Her brain resists him, but her body insists she wants those big hands all over her.
Steele doesn’t know how he wound up in this mess–with a kidnapped woman on his hands and the police hot on their trail. Now he and Laurie are in hiding at an isolated cabin, and Steele has to figure out how to extricate himself . . . and steer clear of his accidental captive whose tight, slinky clubbing attire is making him think all kinds of dangerous thoughts…
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This will first be published as a six-part e-serial novel, followed by the collected work as a single novel in both print and ebook form. The collected work will feature special bonus material.
Nov 04, 2014, Riding Steele #1: Kidnapped
Nov 04, 2014, Riding Steele #2: Untamed
Nov 11, 2014, Riding Steele #3: Collide
Nov 18, 2014, Riding Steele #4: Wanted
Nov 25, 2014, Riding Steele #5: Crossroads
Dec 02, 2014, Riding Steele #6: Aftershock
Riding Steele - Excerpt
Steele pulled up in front of
the cabin Killer had arranged for them to stay at while they were here. It
belonged to his brother who was out of the country for the summer, but allowed
Killer to use it whenever he liked.
Steele dismounted his bike, then
pulled off his helmet. It had been an enjoyable evening carousing around the
town. They’d eaten in a little hole-in-the-wall restaurant with only a handful
of tables, but it had the best burger he’d ever eaten. Killer had recommended the
place when Rip had told him how much Steele loved his burgers.
Afterward, the guys had insisted on
taking him to a strip club. When they first suggested it, he was worried Raven
would be uncomfortable, but he should have known better than that by now. The
woman seemed up for pretty well anything. In fact, he was surprised she hadn’t
starting stuffing bills in strippers’ G-strings.
He was pretty sure it had fired her
up, though. On the way back, as he watched Rip riding behind him in his
rearview mirror, he was pretty sure she was stroking Rip’s cock through his
jeans as they drove. Seeing that, after watching the naked gyrating women at
the club, had him pretty fucking hot, too. He hoped that now that they were
back at the cabin, that Raven would be up for a good fuck with all of them. Or
even a special birthday fuck just for him.
But when Raven climbed off Rip’s
bike, Rip tugged her into a deep kiss, his hands cupping over her round ass and
pulling her tight to him. Then he grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the
door. Steele and the others followed them inside.
“See you guys tomorrow,” Rip said
as the two of them scurried up the stairs.
Rip had met Raven when they’d
passed through his hometown for a wedding a few weeks ago, and he’d fallen head
over heels for her. Her real name was Hayley, but Rip had dubbed her Raven
because of her glossy black hair, and the name had stuck.
Steele had never seen Rip happier,
and Raven seemed to be living on cloud nine, too. She had blossomed since she’d
joined them a few weeks ago, and Steele had a feeling she’d be around for quite
a while.
He sighed and walked into the
kitchen, then grabbed himself a glass of water and downed it. Not as good as a
cold shower, but helped his parched throat.
Shock grabbed a few beers from the
fridge. “Want one, birthday boy?”
Steele leaned against the counter,
his cock aching. “Naw. What I want requires an available female.”
Shock chuckled. “You and me both.
Too bad Raven and Rip took off so fast.” He shrugged. “But they deserve alone
time, too.”
No one could argue that both Rip
and Raven weren’t generous with her favors.
“That’s the truth.” Steele filled
his glass again, halfway, then downed it.
“Well, the guys and I are going to
play some cards. I’d ask you to join us, but maybe the best thing for you to do
is to turn in.” He grinned. “You can go enjoy your birthday present.”
One of the gifts the guys had given
him was a couple of porn flicks, and the master bedroom had a TV and Blu-ray
player.
Steele chuckled, then pushed away
from the counter and headed up the stairs. Getting some sleep was a good idea.
Then he’d get up tomorrow and just enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful lake
beside the cabin. As he walked up the stairs, he slid his hand over the inside
pocket of his jacket to feel the two Blu-rays there. But he could put off sleep
for a little, just to relieve the tension.
* * *
A sound jarred Laurie from the
light, fitful sleep she’d fallen into and she clutched the big fluffy comforter
closer around her with her unbound hand. She was covered from head to toe,
peering out from inside the cocoon.
Was the biker coming back to take
her?
The door opened and the light
flicked on. In the doorway stood an even bigger, tougher looking biker. He
didn’t even glance her way, just closed the door behind him and stripped off
his black leather jacket. He pulled something out of the pocket and tossed the
garment on the dresser, then opened the doors of the armoire at the end of the
bed to reveal a big TV. He turned it on, then put a disc in the player below
it.
Images of naked people appeared on
the screen. It was obviously lead-in credits for a porn film. He watched for a
few moments, then pulled his T-shirt over his head, revealing bulging muscles
and a snake tattoo coiling around his bicep then across his chest. Her heart
raced as he unzipped his jeans and dropped them to the floor, then stepped out
of them.
She held her breath when she saw
him hook his thumbs in the elastic of his boxers, then push them down. Oh, God,
he was going to get into bed with her and . . . He was going to force her to—
Her breath caught when he stood up.
God, she’d never seen a cock that
big. She’d never even imagined a cock
that big. Even though it was just starting to swell with need, it was gigantic.
And frightening. Impressive. And intimidating.
He turned toward the bed and she
sucked in a breath.
His eyes narrowed as his gaze
jerked to her.
“What the hell?” He grabbed the
covers and tossed them back, ripping away her only protection.
* * *
Steele stared at the woman lying
in his bed. The sight of her long, shapely legs and slim, but curvy body sent
blood straight to his groin. She shifted back and a chain clinked. That’s when
he realized one of her wrists was handcuffed to the headboard.
Fuck, this was why Shock had suggested
he turn in. Not to watch porn, but to enjoy the birthday present awaiting him
in his bed!
He smiled. “Well, hello there.”
Should he slide his cock in her
sweet, luscious mouth first, or glide into her hot, melting pussy?
What the fuck? She was here for the night. He could fuck her
right now, relieving his ache, then have her revive him with a blow job and
start all over again.
He chuckled and climbed into bed
beside her, then shifted closer. He reached for her hand to pull it to his
cock, wanting to feel her soft feminine fingers wrapped around him, but as soon
as he touched her, she jerked away.
“No, please . . .” Panic flashed in her wide, blue eyes and she
was practically panting in fear.
“What the fuck?”
Then he saw the sparkle of diamonds
around her neck. It was the choker Craig’s sister had received as a gift from
her boyfriend at the bar earlier tonight.
What the hell was going on here?
Steele rolled away from her and sat up, placing his feet on the floor. He
stared at the frightened woman, who was sucking in air, panic showing in her
widened eyes.
He raked his hand through his hair.
“How the hell did you get here?”
Someone started pounding on his
door.
“Steele, it’s Wild Card.”
Then the door swung open and Wild
Card burst inside. “I fell asleep on the couch. I didn’t mean to . . .”
His gaze fell on Steele’s naked
form, then darted to the woman in the bed. Then he shook his head, holding up
his hands, palms toward Steele, in a defensive gesture. “Steele, you gotta
listen to me.”
Anger surged through Steele and he
lurched to his feet. “Wild Card, what the fuck did you do?”
“I didn’t mean to—”
Steele strode toward him. “How the
hell did you miss the fact that the plan was not to kidnap the woman?”
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Hi. I'm Opal Carew, a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author. I write erotic romance for St. Martin's Press and Samhain Publishing, and I self-publish stories. I also write romance as Amber Carew.
So why do I like writing erotic romance? I like being able to push beyond traditional boundaries. I like dealing with a female character who is growing and evolving - questioning her sexual boundaries and pushing past them. My stories usually include menage a trois. It is great fun to write a heroine choosing between two equally appealing heroes... or more.
These aren't women who just jump into bed with anyone. They find themselves in an unusual situation - something exciting and erotic - but a situation where they have to push themselves beyond their comfort level. As a result, they grow as a person. So often fear holds us back - of what others will think of us, of what we will think about ourselves - and we don't follow our hearts. These women push past that fear.
To learn more about me and my books:
http://www.OpalCarew.com
http://www.facebook.com/ OpalCarewRomanceAuthor
So why do I like writing erotic romance? I like being able to push beyond traditional boundaries. I like dealing with a female character who is growing and evolving - questioning her sexual boundaries and pushing past them. My stories usually include menage a trois. It is great fun to write a heroine choosing between two equally appealing heroes... or more.
These aren't women who just jump into bed with anyone. They find themselves in an unusual situation - something exciting and erotic - but a situation where they have to push themselves beyond their comfort level. As a result, they grow as a person. So often fear holds us back - of what others will think of us, of what we will think about ourselves - and we don't follow our hearts. These women push past that fear.
To learn more about me and my books:
http://www.OpalCarew.com
http://www.facebook.com/
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