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I’D RUSHED OUT IN such a hurry after almost kissing Kane again that I’d gotten all the way home before I realized I’d forgotten my laser level at his house. It wasn’t one hundred percent necessary I retrieve it tonight, but my dad’s rules were nailed into my head, and number one above all was his creed to treat your tools like your job depended on it.
Kane’s cool as fuck Mercedes was in the driveway, and I thought about knocking, but he’d already scolded me a few times about that, so I slipped inside and headed toward the kitchen where I’d last seen the digital level.
“Fuck, Stevie.” Kane’s deep voice stopped me dead in my tracks.
I thought he’d heard me enter the house, and I was just about to jump around the corner of the living room to explain I’d forgotten my level when he growled out, “Suck my cock.”
Ohhhhh.
Oh my God.
Heat flushed my body in an instant. With a hand covering my mouth, I tiptoed through the entryway and peeked into the living room.
Oh my fucking God.
Kane sat in a large leather chair, head thrown back.
Tie askew.
Shirt unbuttoned.
Sculpted tanned chest covered in soft-looking sooty-colored hair that arrowed to a thin line along his abdominals before . . .
Pants open, and Oh. My. God. COCK.
Oh Jesus Christ.
Kane was hung.
He gripped a fat, furiously hard dick in one large hand, pulling up on the veined beast until his knuckles butted the head. A large head that was dark and swollen and slick.
Mouthwatering.
Not to mention the pure filth pouring from his mouth.
“Take it deeper, baby,” Kane ordered the me he clearly fantasized about, and I imagined crawling up to him, taking that incredibly hard cock all the way into my throat.
I bit down on my lip, straining to go to him, knowing I shouldn’t watch him.
Helpless to do anything but.
Arousal skittered to my pussy in a flash. Liquid seeped from my cunt. Swollen nipples puckered beneath my bra. I wanted to slip a hand between my thighs to relieve the tingling ache as goose bumps erupted across my flesh.
Wet sounds echoed from Kane’s long slow strokes. More precum poured out and his whole cock glistened with each snick snick snick.
Kane Bishop.
Suave. Distinguished. And absolutely dirty.
His grip tightened at the thick base, and his other hand trailed lightly up and over the long length, fingers swirling across the tip then cruising back down faster.
Until he drew his hands away to clench the arms of the chair, a grunt parting his lips.
“Don’t wanna come to soon.”
I couldn’t move. The slick lips of my pussy rubbed together. Wiggling a little, I tried not to make a sound even though a whimper crawled up my throat.
He was magnificent when he went back to pumping his cock in a two-fisted hold that started out loose at the root then closed over the swelling purplish head.
Large hands.
Probably hot hands.
Rough hands that had barely grazed my breasts earlier.
“Yes. Lick my balls.” He lifted the weighty-looking sac and ran a thumb down the center, separating each testicle.
I covered my mouth with a hand, almost crying out with lurid need.

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I don’t want to know his full name.
I don’t even want his phone number.
In fact, the only thing I want from Jude is the filthy hot sex the masterful hung stud delivers on a weekly basis.
He’s way too young for me . . . and much too good at fulfilling my every dirty desire.
He definitely isn’t supposed to show up one morning on my doorstep with an offer I can’t refuse.
Now he’s in my life on a daily basis, and I can’t shake him no matter how hard I try.
He’s absolutely unsuitable.
She’s everything he knew he wanted from the first moment he saw her.
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NSFW Excerpt . . .
On my knees in front of Jude, I sucked his cock. I greedily serviced him. I loved it. His smell. His taste. The long thick stretch of his dick plunging in and out of my mouth.
It was seedy. Vulgar. Dirty. All the things I’d never been before, and it was . . . liberating.
I let my saliva swill all over his huge cock because I knew he liked it sloppy. But that was as far as my concessions went. This was my time.
“You look so hot, there on your knees, your face stuffed full of my cock.” His coarse words drifted down to me, and his hands—such big hands—cradled the sides of my head.
I moaned at his crude praise, but I wanted to make him unable to speak altogether. Unable to think of anything but coming down my throat.
Pulling off him, I let his cock snap up to his incredible abs. Then I licked all around the thick base, mouthing him, kissing him where his male scent was the strongest. His tight black curls tickled my nose, and I closed my eyes, inhaling deeply.
My hands caressed along his deep pelvic grooves then across to the rod of his flesh I anchored down so I could continue my wet kisses all over the thick slick shaft. When I reached the purplish cap, I hummed as I lapped another drop of preejaculate onto my thirsty tongue. Then I drove my head up and down, just slightly, taking more of his cock inside with each pass.
Jude’s body was phenomenal, the only blemish on his huge frame a long scar on one knee. I’d never had my hands on so many big smooth muscles. And the slight mat of black fur on his chest . . . well, there was just no way I’d ever mistake him for a boy again.
Jude was a man, all man.
And the most magnificent part of him? His cock. The thick cylinder of flesh was hefty, heavy, covered in a network of veins that pulsed angrily the more I sucked him. The broad head seeped more precum than I’d ever encountered, a tasty snack.
I giggled wetly, popping him out of my mouth.
“Somethin’ funny?”
I loved how he started drawling when he was extremely turned on. Loved how his beautiful blue eyes flashed darkly. Loved how his face became harsh in the low evening light of the room.
He levered his cock away from my mouth, but that was okay, I’d just go after his balls.
Which I did, pursing my lips around one meaty testicle while mumbling, “Nothing funny at all. I love your cock. Love your taste. Love your smell, Jude.”
A breath hissed between his teeth as I worshipped his full sac. The two orbs were heavy, virile with cum. I gave him a lustful wet ball bath, my head wedged between his brawny thighs. I stroked him at the same time, twisting my palm over the slick head every so often. That always made him flinch and twist and groan my name. What he thought was my name anyway. And at those times I wished I’d told him the truth just so I could hear his dirty praise directed at me, Cady.
“Goddammit, Catherine. Gotta fuck your face now. Lemme fuck your face.” His words swirled together in a rough combination.
I grew even hotter, slicker between my thighs, and my drool dribbled down to my swaying breasts.
I looked up at him and nodded.

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If you believe in second chances . . .
All I did was dance with her at a bar. Just once.
Then this undeniably gorgeous party girl, Stevie, turns up at my house, the contractor in charge of my remodel.
Ha!
How am I supposed to take her seriously?
The problem is she’s excellent at her job, which aggravates me even more.
She’s changing my house, changing my life, and my animal urge to protect and possess her feels like a betrayal to my deceased wife.
She’s absolutely unsuitable.
He’s uptight, f*** hot, and there’s no way she can compete with the ghost of his wife.
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“Holy hotness! This has been my favorite book of the series so far – I think because we got glimpses of these characters in the previous two books and I just couldn’t wait for them to get their own story. It’s off the charts steamy and we get more of the previous characters as well – I really enjoyed it!” ~5 Stars, Lea Anne, Wicked Reads

“Dex and Jed have been circling each other for two whole books and their coming together was as fiery as promised. They were warriors, their courtship was not full of flowers and chocolate. Instead, there were sultry glances, rough talk and a promise that once they hit the sheets, they were both going to explode in frustrated lust. Whew, did they ever!” ~Diane, 1-Click Addicts Support Group

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NSFW SEXCERPT:
“Are you a maiden?” My words came out tight and raw.
I cupped one breast, flicking the pearled pink bud.
“Yes, but I’m not completely innocent. Or clueless for that matter.” Laurel tossed her hair back with feisty attitude.
Her admission sent savage heat pounding through me, cock rising to my stomach like the hardest staff on Zenithia. But I reigned in my basest urges, laughing low in my throat.
Bending down, I took her neglected nipple into my mouth, suckling softly, then with more and more vigor as my fangs rode along her flesh.
Flesh I lashed with my tongue.
“Don’t worry.” I glanced up, palpating the perfect mound of her tit. “We won’t fuck you . . . tonight.”
Swiveling my hips, I made sure she felt the full fat length of my cock against her most intimate spot.
“What are you going to do to her, Dex?” Jedrek asked in a husky tone.
I glanced over at him, and he sat up, stroking his heavy cock, taking in the lusty tableau.
Moving down Laurel’s sexy body, I settled right between her legs. “I’m going to eat her ’til she comes in my mouth.”
She arched her back, pushing her tits more fully into my squeezing palms.
“Lucky bastard,” Jedrek murmured.
“Want to join me?” The thought of both of us going down on her, sharing her taste from tongue to tongue, fingering her with his digits beside mine, was mind-bendingly hot.
He cursed. “You have her this time. I want to watch.” Then he asked in a dark throbbing tone, “Is she wet?”
A smile tipped my lips.
My mouth hovering above Laurel’s precious little pussy, I met her stunning violet eyes. “Very.”
The sweet lips of her pussy shone slickly. Her clit peeked out from its hood beneath the tight line of black hair that led like an arrow to her cunt.
Reaching out, I ran my fingertips up the insides of her creamy white thighs, placing a wet kiss above her knee.
She inhaled deeply.
I watched more liquid glide from her pouty cunt, just waiting for me to feast on.
Fingers tracing higher, I followed the path with my tongue, skimming until some of her juice clinging to her upper thighs exploded across my taste buds.
I groaned. Parting her thighs even more, I toyed just with the wet edges of her lips, pressing them together, pulling them apart to reveal juicier red flesh deep within.
Laurel whimpered, lips lax, hips moving. “Please, Dex.”
“What do you want?”
“Make me come.”
“How?” I withheld further contact, grinning darkly.
“With your . . . with your tongue.”
“Gods, that’s hot,” Jedrek groaned out.
And I listened to his fist slathering up and down his cock with a snick snick snick. He must’ve been pouring out precum. I knew I was, and it dampened the furs beneath me.
I rolled the tip of my tongue up one labium, over the hood of Laurel’s clit, down the other puffy side, before retreating.
She keened again.
I clamped my hands on her hips to still her then dragged the flat of my tongue up the parting of her sweet . . . pink . . . pussy.
“Ahhh!” she shouted.
I couldn’t wait any longer. Tilting my face down into her, I dove in. Tongue tasting every sleek surface of aroused female flesh. Hands curving around to her ass, I ratcheted her up to my greedy mouth. The noises she made fueled my appetite, and I lapped all around her, grunting out animal-like sounds. I kissed and sucked. I fluttered the edge of her clit as she undulated, breasts bouncing.
One of my fangs skimmed the middle of her slit, and she cried out, creaming more.
Oh yes.
I slid one finger into her, her tight sheath convulsing around me. I swirled my fingertip then retreated.
She whined for more.
I glanced across the room. Jedrek fisted his cock, stared into my eyes, and slapped the stiff shaft against his palm, sending precum flying.
Fucking hot.

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“I couldn’t put it down – it’s hilarious, fast paced and so intriguing. I’m already highly anticipating the next book in the series. I think my favorite part of this book is that it’s unexpected – I thought I had things figured out and Zane manages to surprise both Astrid and me LOL. Loved it!” ~5 Stars, Lea Anne, Wicked Reads

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NSFW SEXCERPT
Zane’s expansive chest heaved. His eyes seared me.
“No one’s ever made me come like that before. Both cocks at the same time.”
And he remained stiff as my fingers traced up and down the pulsing meaty columns.
“Get up here.” His voice rasped.
My legs were almost too weak to stand, but he lifted me easily to my feet.
Tracing his lips with my tongue, I clung to him, going up on tiptoes and mashing my body to his solid heat.
He shed my robe the rest of the way off, and as he poured the oil all over my skin, his lips claimed mine until I was delirious.
Swishing fingers over my breasts, he plucked at my embarrassingly aroused nipples. He fondled them until a coil wrapped tight inside my belly, and each sensual pluck from his fingertips drew a high-pitched moan from my throat.
My entire body glistening from his ministrations, I whimpered heatedly. He palmed my buttocks. Traced my legs all over. Blew across my pussy. He cupped my breasts again, growling low.
“Your tits are perfect, meehri.” He brushed his face all over the mounds. “I could live here forever.”
Taking one elongated nipple between his lips, he lavished the bud with long licks of his tongue. He mouthed around the peaks until my whole body trembled, and I had to lean back against the arm he bound around my waist.
Hitching me tighter to him, he wet my breasts all over until my nipples were engorged, my body even more needy. He ran an oil-slickened hand down my stomach and through the tiny patch of hair above my pussy. As he tugged with his mouth, he toyed with a fingertip, parting my hot swollen flesh below.
It didn’t take long before Zane robbed me of breath, leaving me moaning and writhing as he kept me on my feet, solidly planted against his enormous body.
Thick fingers slewed inside me. I groaned, pushing my hips down, capturing the digits thrusting in and out of me.
Heat swamped me.
My body dimpled with goose bumps everywhere he touched.
A rush went through me, a white-red light behind my eyelids.
“Oh my God. Do you have seven fingers or something?” I barely managed to gasp the words.
“No. Just the two cocks.”
The moment the heel of his palm pressed against my clit, joining the dance of his fingers soldering inside me, I came. Hot screams ripped from my throat. A throat he rained kisses upon, murmuring huskily, still pumping inside me.
His kisses melted up my neck to my ear then to my lips. I dragged his lips between mine, sucking and nipping, tracing the firm curves with my tongue, and still I panted.
Moments later, Zane peered down at me, the sexual heat never waning. He was down on his knees in the next instant, lapping my spilled essence from my inner thighs and sensitive labia. All I could do was brace my hands on his shoulders because my legs were still quaking.
Then I saw it. Two tiny drops of blood on one of my breasts. “You nicked me?”
“Let me fix that.” He rose up, bent me back over his arm, and dragged a hot slow lick over the tiny wounds as I quivered in his hold.
When he came back up, I tested his . . . fangs with a fingertip, more fascinated than scared. “Your incisors are elongated.”
“Caused by extreme excitement or unleashed fury. But I didn’t mean to hurt you. And before you ask, blood drinkers don’t exist as far as I’m aware but a little taste is extremely erotic.”
“Incredible.” I watched, spellbound, as he ran his tongue over the sharp tips and they receded. “And you sealed the punctures on my breast?”
“Told you. I’m special.” He swatted my ass before adding, “Better get some clothing on you before I’m tempted to show you just how much more special I can be.”
When I was dressed in a gown more revealing than anything I’d ever owned, I felt a sexual awareness that shimmied right through my peaked nipples only scantily concealed by the fabric of the dress. A deep V plunged down the front and the back, almost to the cleft of my buttocks. And the dark blue material parted in a high slit to one thigh.
My pale skin glimmered.
My loose hair shimmered.
And I was given no undergarments at all.
Zane looked like he wanted to devour me whole then fuck me raw. And his animal-like perusal sent shivers all over my body.
I should’ve felt outraged and objectified, but it was impossible beneath his simmering gaze. And truthfully, he was less clothed than me in a pair of leather trousers—his cocks clearly delineated and pulsing against the lacings at the crotch—nothing on top but two hammered metal cuffs cinched around the mountains of his biceps.
He swallowed heavily, staring wolfishly, before escorting me from the room.
Magnar, the guard I’d met earlier, waited outside. And he was suspiciously whistling under his breath like didn’t hear a thing when I’d just been howling like a banshee.
A blush immediately painted my cheeks.
Magnar winked.
Zane smirked.
I pursed my lips together, rolling my eyes.
It seemed news of my being here—a human woman—had spread, because the hallways that’d been empty earlier now thronged with Zenithians, both male and female.
As we walked past, they whispered, but they kept a respectful distance enforced by Magnar’s heavy footfalls at our backs and Zane’s powerful strides leading the way.
I became aware of admiring looks from the males. I was even more conscious of the females practically drooling over Zane, each one taller and more stunning than the last.
A shocking, seething jealousy cut through me.
“How many have you slept with?” My tone was waspish, and I just couldn’t control it.
All my scientific rationale flew right out the window.
Zane replied, vague but arrogant, “The females have a great appreciation for my gifts.”
And by gifts he clearly meant his cocks.

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“Hilarious, sweet, extra(terrestrial) HOT! Taming The Alien King is a whirlwind sci-fi romance that had me both laughing and reaching for a fan. As a huge fan of sci-fi romance I tend to love everything from the very serious to the light hearted fun, but I’ll be the first to admit great sci-fi romance is hard to find. If you’re on the hunt for a smokin’ hot alien and looking to get some giggles in on the adventure this book is your treasure.” ~ 5 Stars, Britt, The Red Hatter Book Blog


“The book is dirty, sexy and sassy.  It breathes new life into a genre overrun with alpha, cocky aliens and the same story of human woman with alien alpha written again and again.” ~5 Stars, Goodreads Reviewer


“It’s been a while since any romance had my eyebrows raising in surprise and this one caught me off guard. In a good way. I found myself laughing and blushing as I read some of their freaking crazy, yet absurdly hot moments in the book.” ~5 Stars, Goodreads Reviewer


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NSFW SEXCERPT:
“You were jealous, Prairie.” X’s voice rumbled deliciously from the widest chest I’d ever seen.
“What?” I huffed. “Not.”
Smug sexy alien stud.
A grin tipped up one corner of his mouth.
Without another word, he began to undress, and I was once again treated to the insane sight of his incredibly muscled body. He stopped with the lacings of his pants coming undone, revealing the root of his impressively thick cock.
He ducked his head, licking across my lips before delving inside. I trembled with awareness of him, my hands roaming to the ropey sinews of his shoulders. Before I even knew it, he’d completely disrobed me, leaving me in only the humungo necklace and nipples so tight I thought I’d come if he so much as touched them.
He set my hands on the lacings of his leathers, watching with a hungry smile as my fingers pulled them open one by one.
My heart pounded harder. My pussy got wetter and wetter. The peaks of my breasts rubbed against the heated glossy skin of his chest.
Tugging the pants down, down, down, my breath caught in my throat at the feast of flesh presented in front of me.
Our skin still gleamed from the earlier oil treatment, and I stood quivering in front of him.
“Now we fuck.” His voice came out like sexual thunder, sending a bolt of dirty desire zinging desperately through me.
My belly clenched, but when he picked me up and tossed me onto the bed, I held up my hands.
“Holy horse cock, alien boy!” I stared at the lewd length kicking up from his groin, veins pulsing all over, the big domed head pushing out one drop of liquid after another. “Seriously though, is that thing really for real? Or is it just another hologram?”
“You touched my cock earlier. Did it feel real?” He wrapped a massive fist around the base jutting from his body and stroked all the long way up to the tip.
Involuntarily, my thighs spread, and I felt myself dripping all over the bedding.
His eyes—gleaming nearly fluorescent green—latched onto the sight of my pussy, and his lips curled off his teeth, nostrils flaring.
I writhed at the primal sight of him as he crawled up between my legs, pushing them wider and wider apart with his sheer size.
As soon as his cockhead touched my labia, sizzling heat rippled through my body, but my hands rose again to push at his chest.
“Uh unh. On second thought you can’t fuck me with that thing. No way will it fit.”
“Then tonight I will stretch you.”

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NSFW EXCERPT!
BEER. SWEAT. OIL. SEX.
All the finer things in life.
And the scent of Ashe—a little spicy, a little sweet—the finest thing in life.
Back at Myrtle Beach Bike Week, in the Suck Bang Blow Roadhouse. The place we’d started. And in no way whatsoever the ending.
With Boomer and Rayce on babysitting detail—Cara, now twelve, scoffed at the term baby—Ashe and I had complete freedom to ride when we wanted, party when we wanted . . . and more importantly fuck when we wanted.
As the music grew louder and the commotion more raucous in the saloon-type bar, I set our beers aside, pulling my gorgeous wife into the mad mix on the dance floor. I chose a rock ballad so I could hold my woman tight and close.
Too many roughnecks had been leering at her like she was free game, regardless of the fact I kept a very possessive arm around her at all times.
Not that I hadn’t gotten my fair share of obvious looks that were nothing short of invitations to hook up and get raunchy.
I wasn’t interested in gettin’ raunchy with anyone but my missus.
Securing Ashe against me, I moved with her to the song, cradling her pelvis with my groin, her tits against my chest.
My hands slid to her waist, the strip of bare skin beneath her T-shirt soft as silk and way more tantalizing. The damn T—bearing a Triumph logo—was an old one she’d slashed to bare even more tempting flashes of skin. And her nipples poked the thin material, bra clearly not in evidence.
“Fancy meeting you here, Detective.”
Her pretty eyes flickered up, sparkling with mischief. “Want me to pat you down?”
“Most definitely.” I hitched her closer by the seat of her ass, grinding my cock against her.
“I remember how much you liked it the first time.” Her hands roamed to my back and up to my shoulders, drawing her firm body even tighter to mine.
Her lips skimmed along my throat, and her tongue tickled my earlobe.
But my attention was caught by some asshole ogling her ass. I cursed in a harsh tone.
“What?” Ashe asked.
“I don’t like all these schmucks staring at you like they wanna take you for a ride. And not on their bikes.”
“I hadn’t noticed,” she murmured with a sultry smile that said she’d definitely noticed.
“Bullshit.”
“Mmmm.” Her lips curved even more.
“What?” I bit out the word between my teeth like I was gnawing on rawhide.
“I love your eyes.”
“Tryin’ to change the subject.” I dragged her infinitesimally closer. “And my eyes ain’t the only thing you love.”
Ashe kissed the other side of my throat all the way up to my jawline. “You’re not wrong.”
The dancing continued, grinding, rocking, touching . . . kissing. If we were horizontal we’d be fucking. In fact, if I had a wall to press her against we’d be fucking.
“Are you gonna give me some steel later?” Her hand reached between us, one lone fingertip traipsing lazily along the thick rod of my cock until she must’ve felt the Prince Albert piercing in the blunt engorged head of my dick.
“Give you some right now if you wanna head out to the parking lot.”
No joke there.
Ashe, with her rocking body—so fuckin’ fit. Blonde hair and all the earrings and the tiger lily tat I kept getting glimpses of through the tattered T-shirt. Skin glistening. Wearing ripped jeans plastered to her legs. One frayed tear so close to a plump ass cheek I kept tilting my head to get a better look.
Detective Ashe Kingston-Steele was definitely off duty for the weekend.
We danced through another few songs, sexual heat radiating between us. I ordered a couple more beers, hoping to cool down. But that was impossible. Nothing would cool the fire running through my body, the fire caused by Ashe. Always, always Ashe.
Later we watched some drunk tool on the mechanical Harley—just like a mechanical bull but for bikers—with Ashe plastered against my front, her ass nestling my dick.
“I’m up next.” She grinned over her shoulder at me.
“I swear to fuck, if any dickhole starts throwing dollar bills at you, I’m draggin’ you to our hotel room and fucking you through the wall.”
“I can’t wait.” She flicked a saucy smile my way as she sauntered toward the ring.
Growling, I tried to keep the jealousy to a dull roar when she lasted on the mechanical Harley past the sixty-second mark. She drew an ever-increasing crowd of shouting, salivating bozos. Her tits bounced all around, thighs flexing, hair lashing back and forth.
She finally got knocked off, and I was right there to help her out of the ring, holding her against my chest to the sound of roaring cheers. Making it clear she’s mine.
“Oh, stop looking like I just ran over Twatson with my motorcycle.” She linked her arms around my neck, mentioning the cat otherwise known as Watson. “Besides, who am I going home with?”
“Me.” I acceded, grudgingly.
“And who’ve I been going home to, and with, for years?”
“Me.” I brought her hand to my lips, kissing the engagement and wedding bands then the heart of her palm.
“Are you taking me back to the hotel now?” She hit me with flirty eyes.
“Most definitely.” I guided her through the tangle of people, the MCs out in full force from all over the country.
Even the parking lot heaved with folks continuing the party outside amid lines and lines chrome horses, hogs, and choppers.
“Race ya!” Ashe challenged, straddling her dope Triumph.

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Title: Tail
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NSFW EXCERPT

Midday, I rolled up to Retribrewtion on my Harley.
Handsome was nowhere to be seen. Possibly a good thing since he’d apparently ratted me out to the veep of the MC.
Dickwad.
No one questioned my presence when I walked inside the brewery. Also a good thing. Weaving through the bottom floor, I glared at anyone who gave me a second look. I took the steps, knocked on Maddy’s door, entered before she answered.
She sat at her desk wearing . . . glasses.
“Glasses?”
“Hello to you too.”
“Glasses?”
“I was running late this morning. Didn’t have time for contacts.” She bent over her paperwork, aaaand her blouse was revealing enough I could see the creamy dip of her cleavage.
“I like the glasses.”
Fuck, do I ever.
“I’m working.” A smile curved the corner of her lips. But she didn’t look up.
The glasses were small and square and fancy.
Immediate hard-on.
“I see that.”
Hot.
Single-minded and sexy as fuck.
Loved it.
“What’s this? No babies today?” She flipped a folder over and typed some shit into her computer.
“No babies.” I closed the door. Locked it. “Just me. I missed you yesterday.”
Color flooded her face, a face she kept bent down. “How much?”
“Tons.” Christ. I loved doing this with Maddy. The cat and mouse when I’d already caught her. “Got a surprise for you. To say thanks for helping with Ma.”
Her eyes darted up from some paperwork she’d just signed and fastened on my groin. “Is it a big package?”
“What?” . . . Oh . . . She wanted to fuck . . .
I could work with that.
I took off my jacket, shrugged off my shirt. Tested the doorknob to make sure no one would disturb us.
Then I stalked.
Maddy, my prey. My love. My lover. In heels, a blouse, a skirt. And those damn sexy glasses.
“I have a strict policy about not fucking in the workplace.” She backed away, her slanted smile and tilted hips nothing but pure invitation.
“Do you now?” I released the zipper on my black leathers. “You want a big package?” I shucked the leathers to midthigh, then pounced at Maddy, not that she was running away.
My lips swooping to hers for a deep wet kiss, I scooped her onto the desk.
Cock freed, I stroked the thick hard length just once. Once was enough.
Maddy nodded, unbuttoning her blouse.
I flicked the front clasp of her bra, her tits—firm, high, and supple—tumbling out. She started taking off the glasses.
“Uh uhn. Leave those on.” Pulling a pert nipple into my mouth, I ran my thumb repeatedly across the other peaked bud.
Maddy grasped the back of my head, twisting her fingers in my hair. I drew back only to lick across the mound of her breasts and onto the other nipple. Hitching her skirt up and up, I ruched it to her waist.
I cupped her pussy with my whole palm, feeling heated warmth seeping from inside.
She moaned and arched into me, guiding my mouth to hers. “Hurry. I’m ready.”
“Yeah? Hot to fuck me, sweetness?” I delved deeper into her mouth again, sliding my dick along the slickness of her panties.

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​I’m most known for honeys on my arms and notches on my bedpost. But this time, I’m not chasing tail. Every rose has its thorn, and I’ve just been snagged.
 
TAIL
I have girls lapping out of my hands, forming lines for a chance to dance on my cock. Until she shows up. And it all grinds to a halt. Madison Rose Rush. No joke there. One look at her, and I feel a rush all over my body. I want that thing all the other dudes found. Love. A mate. A classy broad I probably don’t deserve.
 
I know one thing.
 
Maddy Rush—Handsome’s sexy sister—is strictly off-limits.
 
Is that gonna stop me?
 
Hell. No. Not even with the Bad Seeds MC breathing down my neck for a debt I can’t pay.
 
MADDY
VP of Retribrewtion Brewery, heiress to the Rush Distillery empire, I’ve played by the family’s rules. I’m community-spirited, high-class, worldly-wise . . . but that doesn’t necessarily mean I’m a good girl.
 
And Tail makes me want to be bad in ways I never even knew. He’s dangerously gorgeous. He’s affiliated with the same MC as my big brother. He has inked sleeves and sex on the brain and Max warned me away from him.
 
Is that going to stop me?
 
Hell no.
 
Nothing will stop us. Nothing. Until a rival MC—outlaw bikers—retaliates against Tail. Bad Seeds indeed. 

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I was in a bastard of a mood when the doorbell rang after I’d dropped the two hundred-pound weight onto the rest. My chest burning, my ribs wracked with agony, I curled up to my feet. Thought about a shirt. Thought, fuck it. It was probably just Brooks.
He’d become my watchdog, checking in regularly, inviting me to his place for dinner with him and Delaney, keeping the door open in case I needed to talk to someone other than my sponsor.
Striding through the house, I absentmindedly swiped at the sweat on my chest with the towel I held.
I opened the door.
Wished I hadn’t.
My cock went fully hard in an instant.
I draped the towel in front of me, one hand notched on the doorframe, my chest bare, Reggie’s chin barely reaching my shoulders.
Reggie. On my doorstep. Showing up out of the clear blue.
My lips flattened as my heartbeat thudded in my chest.
Everything that had broken open in that alley with Brooklyn I’d sealed back under. Until this precise moment when Reggie lifted a bag in her hand and a smile on her lips when I was pretty sure I’d never looked more threatening.
“I’ve got some time off. Recuperation.” She angled a leg in tight faded jeans toward me. “Sore tendon. Figured you’d know how to put me back together right as rain with your PT background.”
“Funny.” Hooking the end of the towel into the waistband of my shorts, I rasped my hands across the dark shade of stubble on my jaw, and she watched every goddamn stroke. “You don’t look injured.”
“You do.” Her gaze—challenging—dropped to the bruise on my ribs.
Motherfucker.
“You came to check up on me.”
“So what if I did?” She shrugged one shoulder.
“You don’t have to worry about me anymore.”
“I can’t just turn it off, Calder.”
“I don’t need or want your help.” I tried to maintain the barrier, nearly snarling at her.
She merely cast her eyes beyond me. “Are you going to invite me inside like an old friend should?”
Old friend. Old pain.
I stepped back. Barely.
She ducked under my arm. Smiling.
Closing the door, I sealed my body against it. “What are you really doing here?”
“Well, you said you’d accept my calls.” She dropped her bags. Stood with hands on hips. “You lied to me.”
“It’s what I do, sweetheart.” Determined to piss her off so she’d leave because danger lurked in the dark spaces of my mind.
I’d forgotten she reacted like a lioness when cornered.
Rookie mistake.
In two steps, Reggie was up against me, in my face.
Protect and dominate. The two different impulses swarmed through me.
I wanted to serve her up on a silver platter and plant my face between her thighs.
Then tuck her against me in my bed, blankets all around, my arms a cradle.
Her eyes hooked mine with nothing but unwavering intensity. “You have driven everyone away, Calder.” Her stance blended her against me, and she had to feel the heat—the need and arousal—she spiked in my body.
“I will not fucking let you go down one more time.” Bleak, no longer dreamy eyes, rose to mine. “I’m not losing you to self-pity or self-loathing or any other kind of hate you keep wrapping around yourself.”
Looked like I’d met my match.
I’d known it all along.
Impossible.
“One man is enough to lose.” Her voice dropped, but her finger pointed at my chest before she spread her fingers over my careening heart. “And you have a choice in the matter.”
At her unerring words, I went stock-still.