Sinner on a Steel Horse (Erotic Motorcycle Club Biker Romance) by Tara Shade Read Free Book Online

Finn muttered, leaping over the bed and grabbing his pants. They were on in a second and before he even bothered to tighten his belt, he was combing through the bodies, picking guns, knives, and ammo off the corpses. “I knew I liked you.”
     
    “I… I just killed someone.”
     
    “Three someones, actually. Including the assholes who shot me last week so, thanks for that.”
     
    My trembling hands dropped the gun. Finn came over, picked it up, and stuck it back in my hands.
     
    “Get dressed,” he ordered. “We have to be gone about thirty seconds ago, sister. They’ll have called the cops by now and we have to be on the road.”
     
    I nodded, totally numb. I pulled on my clothes, stored the gun in my day bag, and pulled my shoes on while Finn dug through a bag brought by the other bikers.
     
    “Here we go,” he mumbled. “This is what I’m talking about.”
     
    It was a can of red spray paint. He stood on the bed and sprayed the words “THE DAMNED” on the wall of our room.
     
    “So they know who did it. The Damned will rise again, starting here, starting now,” he declared. Shivers went down my spine. Even though Finn’s pants were still unbuckled, he looked like a real leader in that moment, as though he were a general addressing his troops.
     
    We high-tailed it out of the motel and into the parking lot. The three bikes that had belonged to the dead men sat, still warm, parked next to Finn’s.
     
    “I wish we could steal one of these for you,” he said, tossing me my helmet. “But you’ll have to learn to ride first before you can steal a bike.”
     
    “Learn to ride?” I asked, my eyes wide. Finn laughed.
     
    “Yeah, of course. You’re one of us now. You’re not a liability anymore because you killed the only suckers who saw us together. You’re stone cold, sister, and they’re going to want you in the club.”
     
    My chest seemed to fill with delight. I had butterflies in my stomach. This felt so right. This felt like a place I could belong. A place with Finn. A place where we could be free together.
     
    “That’s right, honey,” Finn said, climbing atop his bike and revving it to life. He looked back at me, a grin peaking out from under his helmet. “Whether you like it or not, you’re one of the Damned now.”
     
    With that, I climbed onto his bike with him. I wrapped my arms tightly around his waist, my hands right where he had been wounded not too long ago. With sirens in the distance, we took off, charging down the street and onto the highway, into our shared future.
     
     
    Look for more of Marie and Finn’s adventures coming soon! If you enjoyed this sexy tale of motorcycles and romance, then you’ll love Born to Ride ( Amazon and Barnes and Noble ) and Motorcycles, Werewolves, and Curves ( Amazon and Barnes and Noble )—also b y Tara Shade! Enjoy the excerpts below!
     
    Born to Ride
     
    Blade nodded to the parking lot outside. There was another biker leaning against a bike and reading a porno magazine which I recognized as one we carried—as one I peeked at occasionally when no one was around and when I was bored.  

It was only then that I understood what was about to happen. That was a marked man. Blade was going to kill that man.  

“Wait at least two minutes before you call the cops, all right, darling?” he said, his voice husky. I nodded dumbly. He winked at me and in a quick, swift motion, sliced through two of the buttons on my blouse, letting my breasts tumble out, revealing my flesh to him. I blushed and tried as best I could to cover my cleavage.  

“That’s a good look for you,” he growled. “You should thank me. You’ll sell more crap if you come to work dressed like that.”  

And with that, he walked out of my store, taking the cigarettes and the bear and leaving the snacks. I watched as he approached the other biker.  

This man was blonde, heavily tattooed, wearing a denim vest. He was skinny and almost looked like he