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I lost the love of my life and vowed to never love again. Until temptation walked through the door.

 Kayla: My twin brother, Johnny, practically disappeared when he started prospecting for the Dixie Reapers, and if I wanted to see him, then it meant going to the compound. I’d never been inside the clubhouse, wasn’t supposed to go there, but sometimes the devil on my shoulder prods me into doing things I shouldn’t. Johnny made it sound like there were drugs being snorted left and right and orgies, but that wasn’t what I found that night.

I never expected to fall for a heartbroken man I could never have, a man much older than me. But that night, Preacher took me in his arms, claimed my virginity with a passion that left me seeing stars, and I knew that I’d made the right decision. Even if it did come back to bite me in the ass two months later. When I’d walked through the door that night, I’d never counted on being fucked by a super hot biker, and I definitely didn’t expect to end up pregnant!

Preacher: When I lost my family, before even prospecting for the Dixie Reapers, I’d closed off my heart and vowed to never let another woman in. A quick fuck here and there with the club pussy kept me sane, but no one would ever mean anything to me. Then the most tempting woman I’ve ever met gave me a night I knew I’d always remember, right before she disappeared. When she turns up two months later, I find her in the arms of one of the prospects.

Fury hits me first, then she knocks me on my ass when she tells me she’s pregnant. With my kid. I turned away from God all those years ago, gave up being a minister, and signed my life over to the Dixie Reapers. I don’t know that I believe in a higher power anymore, but maybe it’s time I start praying again. Because giving this woman everything she needs, being the man she deserves, is going to take one hell of a miracle.

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Excerpt:

At the end of the bar, a man sat alone, a line of shot glasses in front of him, and an old worn Bible nearby. I hadn’t taken the club for being religious, but then this man didn’t seem quite like the others. He wore the same cut as everyone else, but as I studied him, I realized he was more somber. There was almost a haunted look to him, as if he were trying to drown his demons in whiskey, or whatever he was drinking. I felt this pull, as if I were supposed to get closer to him.

Slowly, I made my way across the room and slid onto the stool next to his. He didn’t even so much as glance my way, but I could tell from the way his mouth tensed that he was more than aware of my presence, and didn’t seem to care for it. I didn’t know what he was trying to run from, and it was honestly none of my business, but I’d found that sometimes people just needed to be reminded they weren’t as alone as they thought. Despite the fact the room was full of people, not a single one had come to sit by him. Maybe he’d chased them off, or maybe they left him alone because of the vibe he was putting out. Neither was going to deter me. Someone as sexy as he shouldn’t be drowning their sorrows. Not alone anyway.

The guy behind the bar came over, a swagger to his step and a cocky smile on his face. His cut said Prospect, but thankfully he wasn’t someone I knew. The minute my brother found out I was here, he’d likely escort me back to the gate and send me home, which was the last place I wanted to be. The guy leaned on the bar, his arms folded so that his biceps bulged. I assumed I was supposed to be impressed, but he looked just like every other asshole in my neighborhood who wanted in my pants. Not happening, buddy.

“What can I get for you, beautiful?” he asked, his lips tipping up on one side in a way I supposed most would find sexy. It wasn’t making me drop my panties, that was for sure. I was completely immune to guys like this one.

“Rum and Coke,” I said.

The guy next to me snorted.

“What?” I asked, turning my attention his way.

When his gaze clashed with mine, the breath in my lungs froze. Dark hair and a close-cropped beard were sexy enough, but damn… The man’s eyes were truly things of beauty. I saw blues, greens, golds. Maybe even a hint of gray. Those were the kind of eyes a woman could get lost in, the kind of eyes that would make her do something really stupid.

“You ever actually had a rum and Coke?” he asked, his voice deep and smooth.

“Maybe.”

He smiled a little. Not a full-out smile, and not even a smirk. It was almost like his lips had turned up without his permission because it was gone almost as fast as it happened.

“Why don’t you give her a Sex On The Beach?” the guy next to me said.

The Prospect leered at me. “Oh, I’d be delighted.”

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. “Just the drink, thanks.”

I could tell he wanted to say something, but he refrained, walking off to fix my drink. I focused on the guy sitting next to me again, and noticed his cut said Preacher. Since he had a Bible nearby, I wondered if that’s how he’d gotten the name. I didn’t think an actual preacher would be sitting here drinking alcohol. But then, I didn’t really know any religious types.

“I’m Kayla,” I said.

“Preacher.”

He went back to looking at his shot glasses, which were empty now. Now that he’d spoken to me, no way was I letting him go back to his brooding silence. He was probably older than I’d first thought, but that only made me curious. I was used to guys my age, who didn’t know what the hell they were doing. But a guy like him? I was willing to bet that he knew exactly how to treat a woman, both in and out of the bedroom.

“Why aren’t you partying with everyone else?” I asked.

“Weddings aren’t really something I like to celebrate,” he said.

“Don’t believe in marriage?”

He held up his left hand, a gold band on his ring finger. “Already met my one and only. And someday I’ll get to see her again.”

See her again?

“Did she move?” I asked.

“Yeah.” He glanced my way. “To heaven.”

Way to put your foot in your mouth, Kayla.

 

Buy Links:

Changeling Press:

https://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=2729

Amazon:

https://www.amazon.com/Preacher-Dixie-Reapers-MC-4-5-ebook/dp/B07DD8ZW65

BN:

https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/preacher-harley-wylde/1128809442?ean=2940162149248

iTunes:

https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/preacher/id1391397813?ls=1&mt=11

Kobo:

https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/preacher-5

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Harley Wylde is the “wilder” side of award-winning author Jessica Coulter Smith. Visit Jessica’s website at jessicacoultersmith.com or Harley’s website at harleywylde.com.

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2670

 (Set In Stone Book #10)

By Anne Kane

Get Off My Cloud

Genres: Humor, romance

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Lucas has no intention of letting Olivia get away again – they just have to survive the dinosaurs!

BLURB:

 

Six months ago, Lucas met the woman of his dreams, but after a night of amazing sex he woke up to find himself alone. Sent to rescue the daughter of a billionaire from her own folly, he discovers her to be the same woman, and this time he intends to make sure she stays put.

When Olivia discovers a herd of live dinosaurs existing on a small island in the South Pacific, she’s ecstatic. This discovery could crown her career as a paleontologist and put to rest the rumors that her daddy bought her position for her! Of course, when her father sends someone to drag her home, she’s not willing to comply and the couple must find a way to deal with the sizzling attraction between them while running from a herd of angry prehistoric beasts.

 

EXCERPT

He grasped the bottom of her thin cotton dress and tugged it upward. Olivia obediently raised her arms to let him tug the material up over her head and toss it to the ground. Lucas dropped to his knees in front of her, putting his face at the level of her gloriously rounded breasts. Opening his mouth, he sucked one taut nipple in, worshipping it with his tongue and lips. It tasted so damn good, warm and sweet and incredibly female. His cock, already hard, swelled even more and he reached down to unzip his pants and free it from its denim prison.

“Oh yeah. I need me some of that.” Olivia breathed the words out in one sexy breath. Placing her hands on his shoulders she pushed until he landed on his back with her right on top of him.

“It’s all there for you.” Lucas let out a low growl as the woman of his dreams reversed her position to straddle him backward and took him into the warm softness of her mouth. Above him he could smell her warm juices through the thin layer of soft cotton cradling her sex.

What kind of woman wore a dress while out hunting dinosaurs?

The question fled as quickly as it came. The woman in question knew more than a thing or two about how to make a man’s cock stand up and pay attention. Her tongue slid down the length, caressing every inch of him as she sucked as enthusiastically as toddler with her first lollipop.

Lucas closed his eyes and gave himself up to the pure joy of being with her again. He’d wanted more of her since the moment she left, and now he was here to settle that claim.

Flames of lust roared through every nerve, setting his body on fire. Nothing mattered except the amazing feel of her lips on him, her tongue dancing along his hard length, her fingers exploring, mapping every inch of his body that she could reach.

Olivia was no passive participant in the game of love, waiting for him to take her and fill her with his seed. No, she was woman in all her glory, demanding his participation, his presence in her world, in the act of union as old as life itself.

She turned him on like no other women he’d ever met.

Lucas hooked his fingers in the soft cotton of her panties and ripped, tossing the ruined scrap of material aside. Grasping her hips he pulled her down to feast on the slick wetness of her sex.

Olivia let out a little mewling sound and spread her legs wide in silent invitation. Lucas responded by dipping his tongue deep to taste the honeyed heat he’d dreamt so much about. Damn, the woman tasted good! Better than good. Amazing. Great. Sexy.

Spreading the soft folds of skin with his fingers, he licked and sucked, pausing only to graze his teeth across the little bundle of nerves at her entrance.

When Olivia dipped her head down and took him back into her mouth he almost came right there. Just the sight of her silky mane of hair cascading across his belly was enough to make his cock tremble with lust. Damn. How had he managed to live with her all these months?

Her tongue traced the thick vein up the side of his cock, and it swelled until it felt like it was going to burst. He gritted his teeth, unwilling to stop the glorious feel of her mouth moving up and down on his shaft. He’d imagined this so many times, it was hard to separate fantasy from reality.

Still, if he wanted to be inside her when he came it was time to change things up.

Wrapping an arm around her waist he lifted her off of him and twirled her around until they were face to face. Setting her down on top of him, he reached for his pants and fumbled for the foil packet he kept in his wallet.

“Let me help you with that.” Olivia snatched the square of foil from his fingers and ripped it open with her teeth.

He’d never seem anything as sexy as the look on her face as she loomed over him and extricated the condom from its wrapping. Within seconds, he was safely sheathed and ready for action.

Grasping her hips, he positioned her sex directly above his shaft. The wet heat of her entrance pulsed enticingly against the head of his cock, and he paused to savor the sensation.

After an endless moment, he rocked his hips upward, plunging himself into her welcoming depths.

Damn that felt good. Wonderful. Amazing. He stayed motionless, willing his eager cock back under control. The last thing he wanted to do was climax in a rush. He wanted to give Olivia an experience she wouldn’t be able to walk away from, now or in the morning or next week even.

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