Riding Steele: Wanted (3 page)

Wild Card plucked a bright yellow dandelion flower and twirled the stem between his fingers. “Oh, one day on the road we went out drinking and the next day, Dom just showed up with him. He’s been with us ever since.”

“Sort of like Rip showed up with me?” Raven smiled.

Dom and Magic were sitting cross-legged, side-by-side, and Dom put his arm around Magic’s neck and pulled him close with a chuckle. “Yeah, a lot like that. But he came with his own bike.”

Laurie sipped her beer. She loved the camaraderie between these men. And the easy acceptance of the intimate relationship Dom and Magic obviously shared.

“You said you were all in a house. Where is it?” she asked. “Do you all live there now?”

If they were just traveling around temporarily, maybe Steele would be amenable to the idea of settling down. Could she convince him to come and live in Jasmineville? Her house could easily accommodate the two of them.

She knew it was probably a crazy idea. Steele didn’t want to leave his crew, but if he was open to the idea of moving, maybe they could figure something out.

“No, that place is back in Chicago,” Shock said. “We’ve been on the road for a year now, and don’t plan on stopping anytime soon.”

“Steele and I always talked about hitting the open road,” Wild Card said, “but we had to earn a living. Then Shock came along and changed all that.”

“Really?” She gazed at Shock.

“His family’s got money.” Magic took a swig of his beer. The thorny tattoo around his wrist, designed to look like sharp thorns were tearing into his flesh, making it bleed, still disturbed her. “He doesn’t like to talk about it, but he’s got access to funds and doesn’t mind sharing.”

“Don’t get us wrong,” Steele added. “We don’t live in the lap of luxury, but Shock covers the basics. We live simple.”

Laurie’s hopes of settling down with Steele came crashing down. He’d always wanted to be a drifter, and she wanted roots.

It was getting cool and she shivered. Steele noticed and slid his arm around her. She leaned into his warm, solid body.

“I think it’s time to turn in,” Steele said.

Rip stood up and walked to his bike, then opened the compartment on the back. He tossed Steele two sleeping bags. “We stopped and got one for Laurie, too.”

“Good thinking.” Steele unrolled the two bags, but zipped them together to make a double. He pulled back one side and climbed in, then patted beside him.

Laurie glanced around a little self-consciously, but noticed Raven climbing into a sleeping bag with Rip. Laurie slid in beside Steele and he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to his hard, muscular body. And his thick, hardening cock. She stiffened, but he rubbed her shoulders with his big hands.

“Don’t worry about it,” he murmured against her ear.

She relaxed a little and lay there under the stars, fully conscious of the fact a whole gang of bikers and one biker chick lay in sleeping bags around her, and their leader’s arms were around her. And his cock was big and hard from wanting her.

Crickets chirped loudly and she saw the odd firefly flare in the darkness, but despite Steele’s big erection pressed tight against her, sparking her desire, she finally slipped into a deep sleep.

*

Laurie awoke to Steele’s big hand cupping her breast, holding her close to his body. She murmured her approval and smiled, opening her eyes to the bright sunshine. To see grass close to her face, and Magic and Shock sitting drinking coffee a couple of yards away.

Oh, God, she was turned on and so was Steele, from the feel of his hard shaft against her backside. He squeezed her breast.

“Steele,” she murmured.

“Mmm. Yeah, baby?”

He was just waking up. Probably not yet aware of their surroundings.

“Time to wake up.”

“Believe me, I’m awake.” He pressed his cock tighter to her butt.

“Steele, everyone can see us.”

He chuckled and pulled her onto her back, then prowled over her, trapping her beneath his body.

“Don’t worry about them,” he said, a glint in his eye as he stared down at her, then he took her lips possessively.

“Yeah, just carry on. Don’t mind us,” Shock said.

Heat flashed across her cheeks. She pressed her hands to Steele’s chest, struggling a little, panic blasting though her. He released her lips, but didn’t move away.

“I told you, you need to get over this shyness.”

“But I can’t … not in front of them.”

“Then let’s go somewhere private.”

She sucked in a breath. It didn’t matter. The others would know what they were doing.

“Don’t worry about it,” Magic said. “We’re going with Raven for a swim.” He winked. “We’ll be too busy to notice what you two are doing.”

Steele rolled onto his back, then unzipped the bag and sat up. So did Laurie. Raven and Rip were already at the water’s edge and the others were joining them. Raven stripped off her T-shirt and dropped her jeans, then stood there looking sexy and gorgeous in her bra and very skimpy panties.

“Bitch, kneel down and suck my cock,” Dom commanded.

Raven tipped up her chin. “Who’s going to make me?”

Shock stepped behind her and grabbed her arms. “I will, then you’ll suck me next.” He urged her toward Dom and pushed her to her knees. She stroked over Dom’s jeans, then unzipped and pulled out his big cock. She smiled at his erection, then wrapped her lips around it and glided down.

He closed his eyes. “Ah, fuck, that’s what I want.”

Laurie felt need rising in her. Raven was so relaxed and accepting of her role in this group. She certainly seemed to enjoy it, and despite the fact Dom and the others seemed to be dominating her, it was clear that she was the one who was truly in control.

“I don’t feel right watching them,” Laurie murmured to Steele by her side, but she couldn’t drag her gaze from the scene in front of her. Raven had serviced Dom for a bit, and now she was working on Shock. Rip had shed his pants—they all had—and stroked his cock while he watched his woman pleasure another man.

God, Raven had kidded that she was with the wrong biker because of how big Steele was, but Rip was nearly as big. In fact, none of these men were slouches when it came to their endowments.

“They don’t mind. And I think it’s turning you on as much as it is me.” Steele drew her onto his lap and stroked her hip, then his hand glided over her crotch.

She arched against him.

He grinned. “I knew it. Why don’t we join them?”

She gazed up at him. “You would really let those other men touch me?”

“Touch you.
Fuck
you. Yeah, the very thought turns me on so much I could come right now.”

“But how could you want that?”

He tipped up her chin and gazed into her eyes. “I trust these men with my life. I share everything with them, and they with me.”

“So your woman is just a piece of property to be passed around?”

He frowned. “No, baby. It’s not like that. When I have something truly wonderful, like Rip has with Raven, I want to share with them. I want them to experience the joy I have.” He shook his head. “But don’t for a minute think that means any more than sharing a physical experience. Because you are my woman and they all know that. Just like they know who Raven belongs to. And who belongs to her.”

Steele pulled her into a deep kiss. “You’re mine. And nothing and no one is going to change that.”

She stared at him, dumbfounded. She should say something. Set him straight.

But she liked the possessive look in his eyes. Directed at her. Despite the fact he was willing to share her, it was clear he wouldn’t give her up to anyone.

It gave her a surge of joy. And confidence.

She knew she could actually walk over to the naked men only thirty yards away and strip down to nothing, then let them touch her and fuck her, and Steele wouldn’t be jealous. Yet she knew there would be dire consequences if anyone hurt her in any way.

To be cared for like that intrigued her. And made her feel like there was somewhere she belonged.

*

Steele knew he was pushing Laurie hard, but he was hoping to break her out of her narrow view of what a sexual relationship could be. If she couldn’t accept being shared by his crew, he could live with that, but he knew he’d have to push her boundaries to see what she would be willing to do.

She could always say no, and he would be fine with that.

“Steele, do you have a beach towel?”

He gazed down at her. “Sure. Is this an idle question or do you want me to get it for you?”

“Yes, please.”

He pushed himself to his feet and approached his bike, wondering what was in her mind. Maybe she’d worked up the nerve to go swimming in her bra and panties. He pulled the towel out of his duffel bag in the storage compartment.

When he turned around, his eyes popped as he saw Laurie standing on the sleeping bag, facing him, totally naked.

She held out her hand and he stepped toward her and gave her the towel. Of the others, only Shock noticed Laurie’s nudity and his gaze traveled the length of her, but he could only see her from the back. He didn’t have the glorious view Steele did of her luscious round breasts, and her pretty little pussy atop delightfully long, shapely legs.

Laurie wrapped the towel around herself and walked toward the water. “Are you coming?” she asked.

As he watched her delightful ass sway as she walked, his cock twitched. “Very nearly.”

She laughed as he moved into step beside her. She took his hand, but as they got closer to the others, she squeezed his fingers and slowed down.

“Steele, I’m a little nervous.”

Fuck!
He wanted her to do this, but he didn’t want her to feel she had no choice.

“Look, babe, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”

“No, it’s not that. The thought of doing this is really exciting, but …” She gazed down at their joined hands. “It would be easier if you just took control. I’ll do whatever you want me to do.”

Fuck.
That meant he had to reel in what might happen because he had to anticipate her discomfort.

“I have an idea. Your safe word is ‘sparrow.’ That will stop everything and allow us to regroup. But you can use the word ‘parrot’ if you’re not comfortable with something that is happening, so I can shift what’s going on. That way I can push your limits without being worried I’m going too far, because we both know you can slow things down, or change direction if you’re not comfortable. Okay?”

She smiled timidly at him. “Perfect.”

She glanced toward Raven, who was sitting on a tree trunk moaning as Rip licked and sucked her pussy. The men were gathered around watching her, the ones who hadn’t come yet stroking their cocks. Laurie watched and waited, her cheeks flushing as Raven gasped and wailed her release.

Rip leaned back, a smug look on his handsome face. Laurie stepped forward and waited until all of the men glanced her way. Once she had their full attention, she gazed at Steele and he nodded, then she dropped the towel.

All the men stared at her magnificent naked body. Wild Card’s jaw dropped.

“Men, I want to introduce you to Laurie. I’m making her available to you for your enjoyment.” He gazed at her, delighted by her prettily blushing cheeks. “Isn’t that right, Laurie?”

“Yes, sir.”

For a split second, he wondered if he could go through with this. He had only felt her sweet pussy around him once. A part of him wanted to sweep her away and take his fill of her, again and again, until he was satisfied before he shared her.

But he knew he would never be satisfied.

He would never get tired of touching her. Kissing her.

Fucking her.

Damn, who was he kidding?
Making love
to her.

“Wild Card, you obviously want to touch her,” Steele said. “Do it.”

“What?” Wild Card’s wide eyes turned to Steele, then a grin spread across his face. “Yes, sir.”

Steele watched his friend walk toward Laurie. He had swirls of blue, purple, and red tattooed the full length of his left arm, with three two-inch stars left blank. He’d gotten it not long after Chrissy had died, and Steele suspected the stars represented Wild Card, Chrissy, and him.

Wild Card had been his friend for a long time and there was no one he would rather share his woman with.

Wild Card ran his fingers through his spiky blond hair as he walked toward Laurie, a huge grin on his face, then he stood in front of her, smiling down at her.

“Damn, I’ve wanted to do this ever since I first saw you.” He ran his finger from her shoulder to the swell of her breast, then he cupped her lovely mound of flesh.

She drew in a breath as he caressed her. He found her other breast and caressed both at the same time.

Steele’s cock pressed hard against his jeans, begging to be released from the tight confines.

*

Laurie felt strange and embarrassed standing there naked in front of the men, but Wild Card’s big hands on her breasts and his gentle caresses had her blood pressure rising. It brought back memories of being on the bike with him after he’d kidnapped her. She’d been filled with adrenaline then, and she was now, too. His big cock had pressed against her, but despite the fear that had flooded her then, she had known deep inside he wouldn’t hurt her.

He had saved her from Donovan. He’d protected her.

And now he was touching her with gentle strokes.

“Wild Card, kiss her. And Shock. You stand behind her.”

“You bet.” Shock walked toward her.

Wild Card cupped her face and lowered his lips to hers. His tongue stroked her mouth and she opened to allow him in. Shock stepped close behind her. His hard, hot body pressed close against her and he wrapped his hands around her hips and pulled her tight to him. She could feel his hard bulge against her back. As he pressed tighter to her, she felt Wild Card’s bulge pressing against her belly. Her insides heated with need.

Shock’s hand glided up to her waist, then along the sides of her breasts. Wild Card drew his face from hers, his hazel eyes dark as he stared at her with desire. Shock’s hands covered her breasts and he caressed her.