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Outlaw Lovers - Jude Outlaw Ellora's Cave
ISBN: 1-84360-937-1
Genre: Futuristic
Rated e-rotic
Format: ebook
Series: Outlaw Lovers
A fast-acting virus has been unleashed, killing a vast majority of the world's female population and forcing the creation of a new law…The Claiming Law. With the stroke of a pen, malesnow have all the rights and females are property…sexual property that can only be claimed by groups of men.
When Cate Callahan learns Jude Outlaw is coming home from the Terrorist Wars and is ready to claim her under the new law—with the help of his four remaining brothers—she steals their boat and escapes to the high seas. Unfortunately, her runaway bid for freedom doesn't last for long. Quickly capturing his lover, Jude rekindles the flames between them preparing her body and seducing her mind into the prospect of experiencing the ultimate in a woman's pleasure…the Outlaw brothers.
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“Come on out, Cate, or I’ll break down this door!”
“Get off my boat, Outlaw!” Cate Callahan yelled back, her grip tightening around the knife.
Jude Outlaw chuckled, a free and easy laugh. It was a direct contrast to the fear running rampant through her body as she hid in the tiny engine room lavatory of the boat she’d stolen a couple of weeks ago when she’d run from the newly invoked Claiming Law.
“Your boat, Cate? My brothers catch you with it and you’ll wish you were dead. They were really upset to find you gone, y’know. Come on, let’s go home.”
“And have the Claiming Law forced on me? No freaking way!”
Due to the death of most of the world’s female population, a new law had been passed by the male majority in order to ease their sexual frustrations.
With the stroke of a pen, the newly re-formed United States government had taken away women’s rights, turning them into nothing more than a piece of property that could be claimed by filing videos of a sexual consummation to the U.S. Claims Office. What made matters worse, she would be shared by more than one man. In the end, the woman would go to the largest group of men who produced the most creative sexual acts.
Jude Outlaw wouldn’t have a chance in claiming her alone.
That’s when he’d shocked her by sending a telegram explaining he was coming home from the Wars with four of his surviving brothers, Luke, Cole, Cade and Mac. All had agreed to help him claim her.
The man she loved with all her heart expected her to be a wife to five men!
That had only been one of the reasons she’d run.
It was the thirty-day waiting period that terrified her more than being a wife to five men. The waiting period allowed any other group of men who wished to file a claim on her to sexually take her against her will.
“I know you’re scared of the Barlow brothers wanting to claim you, too,” Jude echoed her thoughts from the other side of the door.
Scared? That’s an understatement.
“They’re rich. They’ll buy the judges,” Cate hissed.
“Everything will work out fine.”
“The hell it will, Jude. They bought their way out of the Wars. They can buy a judge to get me.”
Even if the Barlows didn’t get her, she knew in her heart Jude wouldn’t look at her the same way if she slept with his brothers. The respect between them would be gone. Their special love would end. It was best if they never married under this new law.
“Either you come out right now or I’ll lock you in until we get home. At least by then you’ll be more…sociable.”
A razor sharp fear zipped along her nerves. She had no food down here. And she was overdue for her medicine. Medicine she needed badly in order to stay alive.
It was another reason she’d stolen the Outlaw’s boat. Selling it would give her enough money to buy medicine for a long time with enough left over to help her stay in hiding.
She tensed as his footsteps headed away from where she’d taken refuge.
If he locked her in, she’d be at his mercy in no time flat. She had to make her move now or she would never escape.
Quietly she unlocked the door and pushed it open just enough to get a glimpse of the man she hadn’t seen in nearly five years.
Cate’s mouth dropped open in sensual shock. Against her will, her body tightened with sexual awareness.
Heavens! The man had filled out quite nicely.
Standing at the base of the stairs, his broad naked back was turned to her. He stared up the staircase; apparently, deep in thought as to whether he should follow through on his threat of locking her in. Sweet unadulterated lust rammed into her body as she watched his thick sinewy biceps flex and bulge while he knotted his fists with apparent frustration.
Suddenly she wondered if perhaps she’d made a serious mistake in not being there to welcome him home.
Even from behind, the man looked lethal.
Drop dead gorgeous.
His sandy brown hair was just this side of unkempt and curled nicely against the nape of his neck. He possessed a pair of wide muscular shoulders. His torso was long, his waist slim.
Low hip hugging jean cutoffs embraced a sensually curved ass. His large feet were bare, his legs long with powerful looking thighs.
Past experience proved he matched her own gentle and sweet sexual appetites but now he was a man and not a teenager. A man, who wanted to share her with his four sex-deprived brothers.
A fresh wave of fear scrambled through her system.
She would never submit to any man! She had to show Jude she meant business. All she needed to do was scare him enough so he’d allow her to go up the stairs.
Mind made up and knife held high, she shot like a bullet from her hiding place. In four quick strides she was halfway to him.
Unfortunately, he heard her coming and turned.
She moved faster.
Clasping the knife in front of her she gasped in shock as his arm came up in a defensive move slamming into the hideous blade. The edge sliced into the fleshy part of his arm just below his elbow. Crimson blood splashed out of the gash. His cry of pain shot fear and guilt through her every nerve and fiber.
Within the blink of an eye a strong hand clamped around her wrist. He squeezed so hard her fingers instantly went numb.
She dropped the knife and it clattered to the wood planked floor.
Momentary shock zipped through his face when he looked at her. As if he liked what he saw, his sensually curved lips curled upward.
“Long time no see, Cate.”
He pushed her up against the wall, his fierce shaft pressing intimately between her legs, his bare chest squishing her breasts.
Anger, pain and lust flashed in his eyes. He bared his white teeth.
“You’re going to be sorry you cut me, Cate. Very sorry.”
Before she could mount a protest, he cupped her chin firmly in his large hand and lowered his head.
Scorching lips came down upon hers with such fierceness it took her breath away. Her body awakened as one nerve after another short-circuited. Lusty heat uncurled and shot lightning bolts deep within her belly and she couldn’t stop herself from kissing him back.
His sensuous lips tasted of ocean salt and when she opened her mouth to him, she savored the taste of champagne on his rough tongue. Obviously, he’d been celebrating her capture before he’d boarded the boat!
A hand lifted the hem of her dress. Cool air brushed her.
Her legs weakened and she grabbed his shoulders as if he were a lifesaver on a sinking ship.
She whimpered.
At the sound, he broke the kiss and cocked an amused eyebrow at her.
“No underwear? You must have been expecting me.”
Her face flamed. “Don’t flatter yourself.”
He grinned with a profound wickedness that made her heart thump with wild abandon.
Anger tore through her trapped frame. Instinctively her foot came up and she stamped hard on his bare toes.
He swore and let her loose.
She took off, scrambling up the stairs.
The instant she cleared the hatch, she slammed it down with a bang.
“Got you, Jude Outlaw!” she laughed as she secured the latch.
Adrenalin roared through her system and she found herself smiling at her good fortune.
She’d done it! She was free! And she had Jude Outlaw as her hostage.
“I guess my brother isn’t as charming as I thought.” The amused masculine voice drifted over her excitement like a cold wave.
Cate froze.
A tall brown haired man who looked a lot like Jude stood right in front of her. A gun trained at her mid-section.
Luke Outlaw.
“Don’t look so shocked, Cate. My brother anticipated you’d put up a good fight. Brought me along as backup.”
Amusement tipped his sensuous lips.
She didn’t have time to be mad. Without warning the familiar wave of lightheadedness swept over her.
Damned cursed terrorist sickness! It always grabbed her when she least expected it.
Weakness zipped through her spine. Her legs buckled.
She fell hard to her knees.
“That’s the perfect position for a woman about to be claimed,” Luke chuckled.
Despite his humor, she read concern in his dark blue eyes. It gave her little comfort.
“I suppose you’ll be needing some of that medicine?”
Cate nodded numbly as the weakness spilled into the rest of her body.
Furious pounding and shouts erupted from the locked engine room.
“I think we’ll leave Jude down there until your medicine kicks in. I know you’re going to need a rest before he takes you home.”
Oh God.
Jan
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