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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“Describe what your brother looks like,” he snapped.

“Luc has brown hair, is five eight, has a crooked pinky finger on his left hand from falling off his skateboard…”

The more she described what Luc looked like, the more furious Doom became.

“You can let go of the fucking door.”

Arden nearly jumped out of her skin when he leaned behind her to roar out a name.

“Puck!”

Rapidly moving away from the door to the chair he had been sitting in, she grabbed the arms, preparing herself for being forcibly removed. They might succeed, but she wasn’t going to make it easy for them. The chair might be on wheels, but it wouldn’t easily go through the doorway. She would hook her legs around the—

Her jaw dropped open when a man came rushing to the door, gaping at the naked man who didn’t appear happy at having his sleep disrupted.

Did all bikers sleep in the nude? Arden glanced at her watch. At eight in the evening? No wonder Luc wanted to join. Hell, she wouldn’t mind sleeping her evenings away instead of standing on her feet for seven hours until, if she was lucky, she would finally climb into her bed at one in the morning.

Lifting her gaze back to the naked biker, she found herself eye level to his penis. Jesus, Mary, Joseph… She started praying for celestial intervention.

“Where’s Jesus?”

If she weren’t already sitting, Doom’s demand would have floored her. So help her God, she swore to herself, if a biker named Jesus showed up naked, she would kill her baby brother slowly—bit by bit, until the only thing left of him was a tiny blue dot.

CHAPTER 3

THE WIZARD

“Jesus left to take Blue home,” the naked biker answered, gazing down at her with interest.

Doom pulled out a cell phone from his back pocket. “How fucking old is Blue?” He pinned the other man with narrowed eyes.

Arden relaxed her firm hold on the arms of the chair when she saw the conflicting emotions at the question.

“Uh… Who wants to know? Who’s she?”

“Puck,” Doom snarled with a curl of his sensuous lips. “How fucking old is Blue?”

“Eighte—”

“You better not lie to me.” Doom nodded toward her. “She says Blue is her brother and he is sixteen. Is that true?”

Puck’s face twisted into a grimace. “I can explain—”

“Where are you?” Doom cut him off, replying to something said to him on the cell phone.

Arden didn’t feel the least bit sympathetic for whoever was on the other side of the call. At least the attention was off her for the moment.

“Come to the office.”

Placing the cell phone back in his pocket, Doom stared at Puck as if he was considering tearing him to pieces, like she had sworn to do to Luc.

She cleared her throat, drawing the two men’s attention.

“While we’re waiting for whoever you’re waiting for—” she made sure to keep her eyes upward, “can he get dressed?”

Puck started edging out of the room. “I can, but I don’t think Wizard and Margarita would be happy. They’re waiting for me. Doom, if Jesus is on his way, you won’t need me any—”

“Go get dressed,” Doom talked over him. “And bring Wizard with you.”

Before Puck managed to make it out of the room, Arden yelled after him, “If he’s naked, at least ask him to put on a pair of pants!”

She turned her eyes away from the empty doorway to see Doom staring at her as if she had lost her sanity.

“Why are you looking at me like that? Is it a club rule not to wear pajamas, or at least underwear? What if there were a fire and they had to evacuate?”

“It’s kind of hard to fuck when you’re wearing pajamas. Same for underwear—they get in the way.”

Arden tightened her lips into prim line. “Then that’s even more reason for them to get dressed before coming out of their rooms.”

“Sorry to shock you, but nudity doesn’t bother us.”

Her blood began to boil at the way he was looking at her. It was the same way the workers at the restaurant did. She knew exactly what they thought of her after overhearing their comments one night when they had thought she had left.

“No joke,” she said, wrinkling her nose. “No wonder Luc wants to drop out of high school to join your gang. Why go to college to be a doctor when he can live in a frat house filled with grown men who wouldn’t know what responsibility was unless it was court ordered?”

“You’re talking a lot of shit when you know jack shit about us.”

“I know all I need to know. I’ve been grabbed numerous times since I came here, just wanting to talk to someone in charge. If I were a man, would I have received the same reaction? Or would you have asked him to have a beer and have talked to him?” Her voice gradually increased in volume as she talked. “Today, I also witnessed a change in my brother’s behavior, which I’m sure your gang is responsible for, considering how I’ve been treated tonight—cursing in front of our mother, who is in very frail health, and leaving her in tears to come here just to guard a stupid door. So, excuse me if I don’t bow down to any of your overinflated macho egos and it bothers me to be subjected to seeing a man’s penis whom I’m not on a first name basis with.”


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