MMA BOOK ALERT!! Okay, so see that book there to the left? Chains: An MMA Romantic Suspense Novel is LIVE right now!!! And from the excerpt the author sent over, it. Is. STEAMY!!!! What’s it about?
Chained To The Past.
On the brink of going pro in MMA, Tyler Graves has defied his past—a past where going to jail for beating the hell out of his foster father took him away from the girl he loved and swore to protect, leaving her in the house of the man who abused them both.
Chained To Regret.
No matter how much time has passed, Danielle Debasco weighs on Ty’s mind and conscience. He was supposed to save her, instead he abandoned her.
Chained To Love.
To free Danny from the abusive man who still haunts her, Ty’s faced with sacrificing his future by finishing what he started four years ago—taking vengeance. But, this time will be different. This time he won’t stop until the horrors of their past are sealed not just in blood, but in death.
Ready for that excerpt? It’s SUPER HOT & STEAMY!!!!!! So… you know… you’ve been warned. Also, the giveaway is right under the excerpt.
I blinked back the stinging in my eyes and kissed the top of her head. We’d find our way back. It would take a little time, but this was us—partners in crime. Back together. She was my princess and I was her tiger.
The puppy wiggled up under her chin and I felt her breathy laugh more than I heard it. “Alex,” she said.
I leaned my head back a bit so I could look down at her. “Alex?”
“Yeah,” she said, kissing the dog on the nose. “I named him Alex, because he was destined for the same fate as our Alex.” She tilted her head back and gazed up at me. “The one taking all the beating. But you saved this one.”
Emotion pooled thick in my throat. I couldn’t swallow. “Good name,” I managed to whisper.
I joined her in stroking Alex’s back. Her fingers were so small next to mine, slender sticks with little white ovals of bitten nails at the ends. The bones in her wrists stood out and I couldn’t help but wrap my index finger and thumb around her forearm to see how far up I could go and have my fingertips still touch.
She placed her palm flat on my chest, watching my hand climb up her arm to just under her elbow. Her hand was cold, but the touch unexpected and sent shivers down my stomach. She was much too thin. Drugs would do that—make you forget about everything else that you needed to survive. “Are you hungry?” I asked. “I can run out and get you something.”
She shook her head and slid her hand across my body, wrapping it around my side as she lay her head on my chest and snuggled against me.
It was her spot. She still fit.
I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, watching her head lift up and drop back down on my chest. I never thought I’d see her there again. I spent so many nights like this, I’d know the top of her downy, blond head anywhere. The part in her hair that veered to the left, the bump of a cowlick on the right, the scar from three stitches. The hospital was told it was from falling down roller skating, but it was really from the end of a belt buckle our foster father hit her with.
I brought my hand up and traced the scar with my fingertip. Her stories were my stories. My past was her past. Our lives were entangled and always would be.
I ran my fingers through her hair for what seemed like hours. Her breathing deepened and her arm went slack across my waist. For the first time in forever, my mind was still. I wasn’t anxious about the next fight or running through footwork in my head. I wasn’t playing back what happened that night or ready to run away—get back on the road. I was still. My head was clear. I had everything I needed right here in my arms. Having Danny back filled me up and completed me. Nothing else mattered anymore. Going to Austin, not going to Austin. Fighting, not fighting. All that mattered was us—Danny and I. As long as I had her, I’d be fine.
The hypnotic white noise that took over while I was fighting sometimes was happening now. It lulled me, put me in a trance. Maybe it was insanity, but I didn’t care. It felt perfect and I closed my eyes and let it take me away.
I woke a while later on my side, aroused. A leg was swung over my hip, pelvis grinding into my ass and lips working at the back of my neck. Her hand roamed from my lower stomach up and down over my cock.
It took me a second to put it together and then–
“Danny,” I whispered.
She wrapped her hand around me and squeezed in response. The air left my lungs and I groaned. Jesus, it had been a while.
“This is right,” she said against my neck, rubbing her hard nipples across my back through her thin t-shirt.
I closed my eyes. Every nerve ending in my body was on fire. My muscles clenched and my hips thrust against her hand, working me. This is right. It f@#king felt right. Nothing had ever felt this right.
“Roll over,” she said, pressing down on my shoulder.
My back hit the mattress and her lips crawled up the side of my neck. Her body rolled on top of mine, straddling me. She was hot and writhing, needful. Her face came over mine, her lips closing in on my mouth. Our eyes met.
“Wait.” I took her face in my hands, my entire body shaking with shock, my mind reeling. We both panted for air, inhaling each other’s exhaled breaths.
Confused and drunk with lust, I sat up with her on my lap. She wrapped her legs around my waist; her eager fingers tip-toed up my chest. “I want you,” she said, her lips brushing mine.
I didn’t know if I had the strength to resist, but I knew if this happened, it would derail us from where we should be headed together. “I need to know you again first,” I said, brushing her hair back from her face, kissing her forehead, her nose, her chin. “I need inside here,” I said, touching her temple. “And here.” I touched her heart. “Before here,” I slipped my hand between us, where her heat was making me throb.
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The prizes are:
- One winner’s choice of a Kindle Fire HD or a Samsung Galaxy Tab 4 Nook
- Choice of $10 Amazon Gift Card or $10 B&N Gift Card (5 winners)
- Signed Paperbacks of Chains (5 winners)
- Chains E-book (5 winners)
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