Ignite the Flame: A Satan's Savages MC Novella #2 Read online

  K E Osborn

  Ignite the Flame

  A Satan’s Savages MC Novella #2

  By K E Osborn

  Copyright 2016 K E Osborn

  This book is a work of fiction. Names and characters are the product of the author’s imagination and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental.

  This eBook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This eBook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this eBook with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this eBook and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

  WARNING: This MC novel contains crude language, sex scenes, and graphic violence. Is not suitable for readers under the age of 18. If any of the above offends you, please do not read any further. This is a complete work of fiction and is not a true representation of a motorcycle club. It is for entertainment purposes only. I hope you enjoy.

  ISBN: 978-0994312754

  Book design by Swish Design & Editing

  Editing by Swish Design & Editing

  Cover design by Swish Design & Editing

  Cover image Copyright 2016

  My name is Willow AKA Flame.

  I'm on the run with my biker boyfriend.

  I’m running from his Satan's Savages MC brothers.

  How did my life come to this?

  My name is Steel.

  I will protect her with my life.

  But two weeks on the road is long enough.

  I need to find her somewhere to hide—a sanctuary—where she will be safe.

  She is scared.

  He is desperate.

  They are running for her life.

  Can a helping hand bring a new home?

  Running from what scares Willow most, leads them both on a different path, to another life they didn't know existed. A brotherhood that's there willing to protect and provide sanctuary. But will the brothers they left behind follow them to their new haven?

  Can Steel continue to ignite the Flame?

  Addison Jane, Amo Jones and Kathryn Kelly.

  Three amazing MC authors, three amazing women.

  Thank you for all your help and guidance — I dedicate this book to you ladies.

  As always my first thank you goes to my editor, my confidant, my rock, my source of endless plotting parties, my mother and my friend – Kaylene Osborn. Without your support and guidance, I wouldn’t be able to have the career I love and adore. So thank you for making my dreams come true and helping me not only achieve them but support me in them as well. All daughters deserve a mother like you!

  To all of my amazing BETA readers – Thank you for once again putting in your thoughts and ideas into the first book of this exciting new series. I appreciate all of your enthusiasm, energy and ideas, and together we make a great team. Without you beautiful ladies, my books wouldn’t be at their best potential. So thank you, every single one of you.

  Special mention to – Andrea Florkowski, Caroline Richard, Kristy Hegarty, Crystal Bell and Kelli Gordon for taking the time to go through this book with me just like you did with Heart of Steel. Thank you for picking up on the little inconsistencies I missed or for adding a little flair.

  To Addison Jane – Thank you so much for not only your friendship, but your guidance throughout this MC journey I’m starting on. Without you this trek would have been far more difficult and a lot less entertaining! I can’t wait to finally meet you in person!

  To Amo Jones – Thank you for all your support, friendship and laugh out loud moments. Your ‘you can do it’ attitude has kept me going on the days I felt like shoving my head in the sand. Your endless belief in me makes me smile, and that is a good thing to be able to give someone. These days making people smile is harder than it used to be, so thank you for turning my frown upside down! I also can’t wait to meet you in person – you me, Addison and Mama Kay in one place is going to be chaotic! I can’t wait!

  To Kathryn Kelly – You are AMAZING! You inspire me everyday. Knowing what you’re dealing with and that you’re still plodding along and writing makes me think that when I’m having a rough day I need to suck it the hell up. Because if Kat can do it, then I can to! You are truly a wonderful person, a marvel to watch and I admire you and your courage to not only keep working but to help others. You’re a God send. Thank you!

  To Kim, my best friend, plotting party fiend and adopted big sister – Thank you so much for all your help and support with not only this book, but in general. Your friendship and love is truly astonishing and I am so lucky to have a ‘big sister’ like you. So thank you. You mean the world to me, I’d be lost without you.

  To my family – For your continuous love, friendship and humour. Without you guys, my life would be very dull and boring. So thank you for supporting me without question and for always being there.

  To my beautiful, playful and utterly adorable pup, Bella – I love you, you light up my life and I couldn’t imagine you not in it. You are my world!

  Last of all, I want to thank YOU, the reader. Your continued support with my writing career is both humbling and heart-warming. I love the readers so much and honestly couldn’t keep going without the love and support you all show me each day. Thank you for believing in me, and I hope I can keep you entertained for many, many, years to come.

  Stay tuned because Stung by Stealth: A Satan’s Savages MC Novel #3 is on its way.

  Thank you,

  Much love,

  K E Osborn

  xoxo

  If you have previously read The Shattered Heart series some names, places and details have been changed and are reflected in the Satan’s Savages MC series of books.

  (In particular, but not limited to, a name change of The Rebel Dogs to the Satan’s Savages MC.)

  These changes will be reflected in the Shattered Heart series when the books are re-released in the first half of 2016, following the publication of the Satan’s Savages MC Book Four.

  The Shattered Heart series is a spin-off from the Satan’s Savages MC series of books.

  This book has been written using UK English and contains euphemisms and slang words that form part of the Australian spoken word, which is the basis of this book’s writing style.

  Please remember that the words are not misspelt, they are slang terms and form part of the every day, Australian lifestyle. Some euphemisms or slang terms have been provided below for your information. This book has been written using UK English.

  If you would like further explanation, or to discuss the translation or meaning of a particular word, please do not hesitate to contact the author – contact details have been provided, for your convenience, at the end of this book.

  Brew: Used when referring to having a beer.

  Brothers: A word of respect used toward other club members who become family. This word is taken very seriously in the MC world.

  Cage: Automobile, truck, van… not a motorcycle.

  Cager: Automobile driver.

  Checked Out: To die.

  Duck Walk: Sitting on your motorcycle and pushing it with your feet, usually done when parking or moving forward a few feet.

  First 7: Founding members of the Satan Savages MC.

  Heat: The police.

  Hog: Motorcycle.

  Keep the Shiny Side Up: A parting expression between bikers meaning to ride safety.

  Knickers: Panties or underwear.

  Lid: A helmet.

  Mobile Phone: Cell phone or telephone.

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p; Nomad: Moves from place to place, not belonging to a particular MC chapter.

  Patching/Patches: Emblems or symbols sewn onto biker cuts (jackets) to display affiliation with a club. These patches can be numerous and have meaning to the wearer.

  Petrol: Gas.

  Prospect: A Prospect is the bottom of the chain, they have no rank or privileges and are expected to do as they are told. They may wear the club name on their back, but not the club logo.

  Ridin’ Bitch: Riding as a passenger.

  Road Name: A name given to someone by his Brothers. Usually, this name would be synonymous with some kind of incident or association to that person.

  Servo: Gas station or petrol station.

  Wreaking Havoc: Members that do not fear anything, get dirty, have killed for the club and never run for any reason.

  Steel – Vice President of Virginia Satan’s Savages MC. Son to Mad Dog and best friend to Techie. Willow’s partner.

  Willow/Flame – Kindergarten teacher and partner to Steel.

  Amelia McNamara – Steel’s mother and Mad Dog’s former Old Lady.

  Mad Dog McNamara – President of Virginia Satan’s Savages MC, Virginia Original, First 7, and father of Steel.

  Chops – Wreaking Havoc member, Virginia Original, First 7, club torturer and Mad Dog’s right-hand man.

  Techie – Secretary and technical guru for the club. Best friend of Steel.

  Jigsaw – Swedish immigrant and Sergeant at Arms. Also, the one who handles the dismemberment of bodies. Good friend to Steel.

  Crash – Virginia patched member. Good friend to Steel.

  Gator – President of Aldinga chapter of the Satan’s Savages MC.

  Gadget – Stand-in Vice President of Aldinga Satan’s Savages MC, and general technically savvy hound.

  Jock – Wreaking Havoc member, Aldinga Original. Gator’s go-to guy.

  Club Girls

  Meli

  Marina

  Irina

  Blurb

  Dedication

  Acknowledgments

  Note To The Reader

  Information and Dictionary

  Character Relationships

  Prologue

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Playlist

  Connect With Me Online

  About the Author – K E Osborn

  Willow slides up and down on my cock effortlessly, her warmth encasing me as she rides me in the passenger seat of her car. Her soft moans reverb through my mouth as her tongue collides with mine. Thrusting up inside of her as she straddles me, a low throaty groan rumbles up my chest while my cock throbs inside of her. Fucking her still feels fantastic, like the first time every time. My hand grips onto her hair and I tug it forcefully pulling her head back so I can move into her neck and bite it. She continues to ride me as the car creaks and rocks back and forth with our movements. The quiet reverb of our rushed and harsh breaths echo throughout the car as the windows fog up blocking out the cobalt and black night sky.

  Her pussy tightens around my cock and I groan in reaction. She arches her back moaning as she brings her delectable mouth back to mine and kisses me frantically. Her soft cries as she grinds down on me are only making my balls tighten and pull up higher. I know I’m not going to last much longer, and she’s right on the edge, so I thrust deeper up into her. She gasps and clenches her fingernails into my biceps. The sting of her nails digging into my flesh only heightens the pleasure as I groan in satisfaction.

  “Oh God, Dylan,” she moans into my mouth.

  I love it when she calls me by my name. She’s been doing it a lot more since we’ve been on the road.

  “Cum for me, Flame,” I demand. Her body trembles as she rides me fast, our bodies moving as one, striving for climax. My cock is throbbing as I bite on her bottom lip. She moans as her pussy clenches tight, her nails dig in harder and her back arches. She clenches all her muscles down as I pump into her and she moans out loud as everything releases. I groan while she slumps into me feeling her climax, but continues to move with me so I can reach mine.

  Her mouth leaves my lips and she moves to my neck and bites down hard. I groan as her teeth sink into my flesh. She knows I like it rough, and it only makes my cock harder if that’s even possible.

  “Fuck Flame.”

  She licks at my neck and teases me, and I clench my eyes shut grabbing her arse and squeezing her cheeks pulling her on and off me at the tempo I need to get off. The grunts coming from my chest are animalistic while she continues to devour my neck. The muscles in her pussy clench and I groan and throw my head back against the headrest in utter pleasure. My balls pull up and a tingle runs straight up my spine. My legs riddle with pins and needles as her mouth moves back to mine, her tongue invading my mouth taking me forcefully. Pulling her up and down on me firmly, my cock throbs as it stiffens. My body flushes red hot and I tense up entirely as I thrust up into her, groaning loudly in her mouth. She tightens her pussy around my aching cock as I spurt my hot cum inside her.

  My arse comes back to the seat from the final thrust and I relax my head back against the headrest as Willow kisses me softly while I come down from my high. I’m floating like the whole world is spinning and I’m holding on for the thrilling ride of a lifetime.

  Suddenly, a warm wetness is sliding up the side of my face and I open my eyes to see Willow still kissing me, so it’s not her. I pull back and Petunia is licking the sweat from my face. I furrow my brows and shake my head to get her away from me. I just fucked Willow, I do not need our pig in my face right now.

  I know we share a car, but this is a moment I’m sharing with Willow here pig!

  “Petunia, stop!”

  Willow giggles and pulls Petunia away from me and places her on the driver’s seat opposite us with a sigh.

  “We need somewhere stable. Even if it’s just a hotel room for the night, Dylan. Living in the car isn’t good for any of us, even Petunia. We’ve been in this thing for two solid weeks. We need to go somewhere, or do something? I mean, we're parked out the back of a servo behind some bushes so we can have sex. We need to find something more permanent.”

  “I know babe, I’m workin’ on it.” I exhale and bang my head against the head rest. I’m as frustrated as hell. I know she’s right. I’m just concerned once we stop running that Chops will come after her and, more importantly, find her. We need to go somewhere where there’s protection. I just have to figure out where in the holy fuck that is…

  We’re driving aimlessly after fucking in the front passenger seat of Willow’s car. We have nowhere to go, nowhere to turn. I have no fucking clue what the hell I’m doing, or what the fuck I’m going to do. We’ve been up north to the Flinders Ranges and now we’re heading back down toward Adelaide, and for the last couple of days something has been playing on my mind. I think it’s why I turned around and came back this way. My thoughts have been constantly on my mum. I haven’t seen her since she left the clubhouse eight years ago, but right now she’s the only person I can think of to go to.

  Fucking in the car with a pig licking my face was the final straw. I need a bed. I need a real meal, and I need a goddamned shower. Most of all, I need to feel like I’m making progress and Willow needs somewhere to rest properly. I should be taking care of her, not having her live out of a fucking car. No more of this shit! I’ve got to find us something more permanent and it needs to be soon. But in the meantime, I have to find somewhere where we can shower, eat and rest. And even though it might be as awkward as fuck, I turn the car toward my mother’s house for the first time in eight years.

  I know she can’t give us the protection I want for Willow, but it’s a pit stop until I can figure out what the fuck I’m going to do. One thing’s for certain, I’m not telling Willow where we’re going. It will probably freak her the fuck out to know s
he’ll be meeting my mother.

  The dial on the radio clicks on distracting me from my thoughts as I watch Willow twisting and turning it. As soon as it springs to life that fucking song is on again. Willow jumps in her seat with a delighted smile on her face and starts to sing along. Groaning, I reach for the radio and try to change the station while she slaps my hand away.

  “No, Adele stays! Hello from the outsiiide,” she sings in her beautiful angelic voice. I roll my eyes shaking my head and huff.

  “This is bullshit. Bikers don’t listen to pop!”

  She smirks. “Well, I’m not a biker, and I do listen to pop. So neh!” She sticks out her tongue and if she weren't so fucking cute, I’d kick her out of the car. But she’s utterly adorable and instead I chuckle like a girl and rest my hand on her knee.

  Petunia pops her head through the seats and snorts making me shake my head. “She should probably be belted in or somethin’?”

  Willow looks at her and nods. “Yeah true! Maybe we can go to a pet shop and get one of those dog harnesses for her and a lead to go with it. We could take her for walks and things, too?”

  Laughing at the imagery, I continue the drive to my mother’s house. It’s quite late and I know she’ll probably be in bed when we arrive. Momentarily, I think about calling first but decide rather to just rock up at her front door and see what happens. That way she can’t turn us away before we even show up.

  We pull into Mum’s driveway and my heart is racing. I haven’t seen her in so long. I’m excited and more than a little nervous. I just hope she doesn’t turn us away. Willow swivels facing me and furrows her brows biting her bottom lip.

  “Umm… whose house is this?”