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Friday, June 26, 2020

Do you love MC Romance? Well, take a look at this...



Kraken (Hades Abyss MC #4) by Harley Wylde

Coming August 2020!
#MCRomance #BikerRomance #ContemporaryRomance #AgeGap
Phoebe – I’ve spent the past year suffering at the hands of the Sadistic Saints. They’ve done vile things to me, made my life a living nightmare. My only bright spot is my daughter, Ember. Until another club arrives. Kraken is different from any man I’ve ever met. He’s more than a decade older than me but I don’t care. He makes me feel so many things, and I never want it to end. He said he’d take me with him, claim me as his own. I know the Sadistic Saints will never let me go but I’ll risk it all to be with Kraken.

Kraken – The Pres sent us to the Sadistic Saints for a deal, and I d*mn well knew sh*t would go sideways. Never counted on finding a single mom trapped in a life she never asked for. Taking her with me means war, but there’s no f*cking way I’ll walk out of there without her. Phoebe is mine, so is her daughter Ember, and I’ll protect them with my life. I didn’t become the Sergeant-at-Arms for my club by being a pushover. I’ll spill as much blood as I deem necessary to protect my family, but no one will take them from me.

WARNING: Kraken contains graphic sex and violence, bad language, and a young woman who has been physically and sexually abused. But there is no cheating, no cliffhanger, and a guaranteed happily-ever-after.
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Thursday, June 18, 2020

Salvation's Bane MC2: Beast....NSFW!!!

So, yeah. :) Been giving Beast a final look and thought I'd share a nice, sweet, little love scene. *wicked grin*

Salvation's Bane MC2: Beast
by Marteeka Karland

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She arched her back, offering herself to him again. Again, he bit down on her nipple. “Beast!”

“That’s it, baby. You like it rough, don’t you?”

“More! Give me more!”

He continued to kiss, nip, and suck every inch of Fleur’s skin he could manage. She’d have little marks all over her body before he was done. There would be no doubt who she’d had in her bed. Beast intended for everyone in the fucking club to know it had been him.

Finally, when he could wait no longer to taste her, Beast shoved her up the bed and settled himself between her legs. She tried to urge him back up her body, but he was having none of it.

“I’ll fuck you when I’m good and Goddamned ready. Not a second before, Fleur. You’re mine to do with as I please!”

“Bastard!” she shouted. “I need you to fuck me!”

“And I need to eat this beautiful, wet little pussy. Guess which one of us is gonna win that battle, Sunshine?” She screamed at the same time he snarled before covering her pussy with his mouth in a tight suction.

Every pull, every drop of honey she gave him was like a drug. Beast doubted he’d ever get enough of her. He loved every single sound she made, the way her body broke out in a sweat when he turned her on, the way she responded to every single thing he did to her. This was… heaven. Beast had never known he was missing so much. Sex had always been good, but nothing like this.

Fleur’s cries grew louder and louder, her body tensing beneath his. Beast thrust one finger deep within her, and she screamed, thrusting her pelvis at him.

“Oh, God! Oh, God! Beast!”

“You like that?”

“Yes!”

“Want my cock?”

“So much!”

“Good.”

Beast had all he could stand. He was taking her hard and fast, not giving her a chance to change her mind. His next thought was to just plunge into her and worry about it later, but he couldn’t do that. Even though every second pained him, Beast crawled up her body and reached for the nightstand drawer to pull out a condom. He hadn’t intended to use one, but he just couldn’t do it without having a serious discussion with her first. Once he went inside her bare, he never intended to have anything separating them again.

Rolling the condom took precious seconds he didn’t want to waste, but finally, he was ready. Bracing himself on stiffened arms above Fleur, Beast found her entrance with the tip of his cock and thrust hard.

She was impossibly tight! He tried to halt his movements. Give her time to adjust. But Fleur was having none of it.

“Goddammit, Beast! MOVE!”

“Fuck! I don’t want to hurt you, Sunshine.”

“Fuck it,” she bit out and shoved at him. Beast was afraid he was hurting her, cutting off her air or something, but when he pushed up, she heaved. He rolled to his back. The next thing he knew, Fleur was straddling his hips and impaling herself on his length.

“God! Fuck!” Beast gripped her hips, trying to slow her movements, but she was persistent, slapping his hands away.

Then he looked up at her.

She looked… magnificent

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Friday, January 3, 2020

Bones MC: Viper -- EXCERPT



Darcy took the beer he handed her, took a pull, then grimaced. Girl didn’t like beer so well. “Got some clothes for you. Women got together before we got here and bought you some stuff. Angel wanted everything but the underwear washed before you put it on, even though it was all brand new. Something about the dyes being bad for delicate skin. Said the underwear was different because it was… I don’t know,” he searched for the right phrasing when he didn’t understand it himself.

“Because it’s underwear?” Darcy grinned. “She’s right about that. I have to get underwear out of a pack before I wear it. Anything else is just gross.” The woman had such a beautiful smile that revealed the most intriguing dimples.

“Yeah,” he said, answering her grin with one of his own. “When I think of it that way, I guess I understand what they meant.” He cleared his throat. Was he actually nervous around a woman? What the fuck? “There’s also toiletries and other things for you. Got ‘em in your room.”

She blinked. “I have a room?”

He wanted to answer, “Yeah. Same as my room,” as he dragged her to his room but refrained. On both counts. “Thought I’d show you and give you the grand tour.” He held out a hand to her. She looked hesitant but took his hand anyway. Probably an automatic reaction on her part. Didn’t matter. Viper didn’t relinquish her hand.

“I would definitely like to change,” she admitted. “And take a good shower. I still feel a bit grimy.”

“I was kidding, you know.” Viper knew he was acting completely out of character, but he seemed unable to get it together.

“About?”

“You didn’t stink.”

There was a silence before she ducked her head and giggled. “You’re so full of shit.”

“Come on,” he growled as he pulled her deeper into the clubhouse. “Club officers have rooms on the top level. Club girls who stay here are on the second floor. Everyone else is on the ground floor.” He kept her hand as he took her up the stairs and about halfway down the hall. Then Viper handed her a key and nodded to the door. “You’ll stay here until you and Data work something out. Like all the other women, Mama and Pops, and the kids, being on the middle floor puts you between the club members. Offers a double layer of protection.”

“Protection? I need protection?”

Viper shrugged. “This is an active MC. What we do is mostly legal, but we’ve made enemies over the years. Currently, there’s a club in Nashville and one in Lake Worth, Florida, we’re keepin’ an eye on. Don’t think they’re an active threat. More like enemies watchin’ each other. But we don’t take chances with our women.”

That little tidbit of information raised Darcy’s eyebrows. “Almost seems like you’re using it as an excuse to make sure your women don’t leave without permission.” She opened the door and stepped inside. Viper followed right on her heels. It made her uncomfortable, but not necessarily in a bad way. Darcy liked the heat of him at her back.

“Won’t deny we like knowin’ who’s here and who’s gone, but it really is for protection. Club was attacked a few months ago. Anyone livin’ here, we protect. Keepin’ the women and children between us is the best way to do that.”

He shut the door and pulled her to him, all Data’s warnings and his own good intentions going out the door the second she was mashed against him. Kissing her was imperative. And, sweet Jesus, she was delicious!

Viper swept his tongue inside at her first gasp, taking what he needed before she pushed him away. Or slapped him. He wasn’t sure which he was hoping for because the fiery temper she showed on occasion turned him on something fierce. To his surprise -- and delight -- she did neither. Her hands landed on his shoulders lightly, and she was completely still for several moments as if stunned. Then she moaned, melting against him, meeting his kisses with some of her own.

There was no containing his growl as Viper continued to kiss her. Darcy clung sweetly to him, her little nails digging into his shoulders, holding him to her. He was playing a dangerous game. It wasn’t Data, but Darcy he was worried about. She might be a capable, tough woman, but Data was right. She couldn’t handle him. Data knew it, even if he didn’t yet know his daughter. Hell, what man would want his daughter involved with a man like Viper? He’d been a Marine. Force Recon. He’d been dropped in the most dangerous of situations, done what he had to do, then disappeared without a trace. He wasn’t a kind and gentle man. Viper was the Devil himself when he needed to be. And he always had his brothers’ backs. Even at the expense of his own family. Hell, Bones, his biker brothers, were his family. At least, the only family who mattered. How could he explain that to Darcy? How could he explain it to Data? His brother was right. She deserved better than him.

He ended the kiss as quickly as he’d started it, pushing her away from him like she should have done in the first damned place. First thing he intended to make sure Data taught Darcy was self-preservation.

“There,” he said flippantly. “Been wantin’ to do that since you got me in the privates.” He grinned at her, trying to pull himself away from her emotionally when everything inside him was screaming for him to make her his. “Consider that a lesson in what happens when you fuck with badass bikers.”

The second he uttered the words, Viper regretted them. Darcy’s face went from beautifully dazed with lust to confused to hurt in the space of about three seconds. Then she just shut down.

“Well. Lesson learned, I guess. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’d like to change into something more fitting the weather.” She crossed to the door and opened it again, leaving no doubt she wanted him gone. It was no more than he deserved. He’d acted on his needs, then tried to backtrack the only way he could, and Darcy had paid the price.

“Darcy…”

“Now, please,” she said, forestalling anything he might have said by way of apology.