I downloaded this book as an ARC, and was checking to see if it had downloaded correctly, and sort of accidentally started reading it, and the next thing I knew I had finished it. The story grabbed onto me and wouldn’t let me go. Mare is a sassy, bratty heroine, and all three of her men are being added to my growing book boyfriend harem. The plot twists and turns and kept me on the edge of my seat throughout. It’s rare that a twist in a book makes my jaw actually drop, and yet this book managed to do so more than once. Read this one today, and you will not regret it!!!
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Swirling my tongue around the tip of his cock, I teased ever so slightly before sinking onto him. I didn’t stop, taking him into my mouth as far as possible. It only took two passes, hollowing out my cheeks with each pull, for Archer’s hand to tangle into my hair, his grip tightening against my scalp.
I rode Jensen’s face and Ian’s fingers left my hair and circled my chest. He pinched down on my nipples, making me gasp. I arched both up into his masterful grip and down into Jensen’s seasoned mouth below. “Come for us, my good girl,” Ian commanded, his voice husky and sure.
I screamed, my back bowing as he fucked me. His hand fell away from my clit, choosing instead to grip my ankles as he fucked into me. My poor clit wasn’t left alone for long, though. Another hand came forward, sliding around my thigh and rubbing against the sensitive needy bud.
I had a chance, once, to play the good girl. I could’ve kept my mouth shut and stayed out of the line of fire. Had I done that, more people might’ve been hurt. So, I came forward and subsequently, I lost everything I’d ever loved.
I lost my family.
I lost my home.
I lost my identity.
I lost … them.
But now they’re back. At least, I think they are. I can feel their eyes watching my every movement, stalking me. They aren’t here to threaten me or to hurt me. They’re here to protect me. To watch over me. Because to them, I’m everything they desire.
I am their love.
I am their hate.
I am their infatuation.
Their sweet possession.
How long can they stand to stay in the shadows when a new danger threatens to tear us apart again?