Desired by Doom (The Last Riders Ohio Chapter #1) Read Online Jamie Begley

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, MC Tags Authors: Series: The Last Riders Ohio Chapter Series by Jamie Begley
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Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 125517 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 628(@200wpm)___ 502(@250wpm)___ 418(@300wpm)
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“Tell me,” he encouraged in a tone she had never heard from him before. He was asking her to trust him. Even before her parents had become ill, she had fought most of her battles alone rather than ask for help. She hadn’t wanted to bother her parents when they had to deal with Luc’s premature birth, nor had she turned to the Bennings when she’d stayed with them because she didn’t want to trouble them enough to call her parents. Even with Mama, she had turned to The Last Riders rather than ask for her help because of her hot temper and didn’t want her to jeopardize her business. She had turned to The Last Riders for the simple reason they could provide the male influence she was unable to give him to fight his own battles.

If she trusted Doom to lower her inhibitions enough to have sex in a hallway, then she should be confident in him that he wouldn’t act rashly when she told him what she was hiding.

“Can I come first?” she bargained. Arden didn’t have enough trust he wouldn’t be so angry he would leave her hanging again.

“You’ll tell the truth?”

She nodded.

“Then yes, you can come.”

The wicked smile on his lips had her thighs clasping tighter around his hips. Her heart was pounding in excitement, as if she was going up a steep hill on a roller coaster. As he gradually increased the speed of his strokes, his thrusts went from gentle to ramming his cock so hard inside of her she could hear the smack of her bottom hitting the wall.

“Please… Doom—please.” Lost in pleasure, her voice rose to a pleading wail.

Doom accelerated his thrusts as his mouth went to her ear. “You want to know what Wizard, Hawk, and Jesus are doing?”

Arden shook her head, past the point of rational speech.

“They’re watching you.”

At the height Doom had taken her to, it was too late to get off the roller coaster. There was only one way down, and that was Doom.

“Oh, Doom…”

“Give me your sweet,” Doom groaned, “sweet honey…”

With one thrust after another, Arden felt the walls of her vagina contracting around Doom’s cock, the contractions growing stronger and stronger, making her whole body shake in an orgasm so strong she couldn’t prevent the scream that slipped out when she felt Doom tense and his cock started throbbing inside of her.

Gasping for breath, she let her head fall limply onto his shoulder as he slid his cock free and gently disentangled her legs, which felt like rubber when her feet found the floor.

He braced his hands on the wall next to her, so Arden remained ensnared withing the confines of his arms.

Cupping the back of her head with his left hand, Doom gently rubbed his fingers over her scalp. “Did you bump your head?”

“I think you gave me a concussion. I might need to go to the ER for a CAT scan.” Her attempt at humor failed miserably.

“Be serious.”

“Okay.”

“Are you ready to live up to your end of the bargain?”

Arden nodded. “It really isn’t a big deal,” she tried to preface.

Doom’s expectant expression showed it would be a wasted effort to gloss over what she had been hiding.

“I’ve been getting texts from Haven and Margarita, advising me to stay away from the club—and you.”

Doom frowned. “How do you know the texts are from Margarita and Haven?”

“They told me. I got the first text from Haven the day after she was fired. I asked who it was when I received the text.”

“What did the text say?”

“Haven said The Last Riders caused her to lose her job, and she was going to make sure I lost mine too. The texts really don’t threaten anything much. I just don’t want my parents to become involved. Their health is very fragile, and I don’t want them to worry. They don’t even know I’ve been coming here or that we’ve been…” She swallowed hard, having a hard time coming up with a word to describe their relationship. She couldn’t bring herself to say booty call. Miserably, she looked down as it hit her that was what it was.

Doom didn’t have the same problem. “Fuck buddies?”

Arden felt the color drain from her face. “I didn’t even think of that term.”

“So, which term were you hesitant to say to your parents?”

“Booty call.”

Doom rolled his eyes at her. “Neither applies. How often has Haven been texting you?”

“Several times a day and night.”

“When did Margarita start?”

“The same day as Haven.”

“How do you know it was Margarita?”

“The text came from a different number.”

“Let me guess, you asked who it was?”

Confused, she frowned at him. “Shouldn’t I have?”

“Yes, you just have to keep in mind that, just because they tell you who they are, doesn’t necessarily mean that’s who they really are.”

“Ah…” Her frown cleared. “I’m sure it’s Haven and Margarita.”


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