REIGN
by M.N. Forgy
EXCERPT:
“You know what I think it is?”
“I don’t really care,” I state, but I am curious.
“You want me.” He says it so softly I barely hear him. Glancing in my
mirror, he’s looking down, his face unreadable, his tone serious. “Don’t
flatter yourself,” I respond curtly, trying to stay resilient. I’ve
seen the girls who are associated with his club; he’s a player and is
telling me what I want to hear.
He grunts, a smile breaking
across his face. “You’re telling me you didn’t like me kissing you the
other night? That my hand up your shirt didn’t light a fire in those
little panties of yours?” His tone is arrogant. My body responds, my
nipples hardening, craving to have his rough touch one more time.
Goddamn him, why can’t he shut up?
“I was drunk,” I defend, looking out the windshield.
The car goes quiet, and I’m thankful; his confrontation made me uncomfortable.
“Hey, Rookie?”
“Hmm?” I look in the rearview mirror to see his face. His mouth is
parted, the corner of one lip curved slightly as he looks downward.
“How sore do you think you’ll be after I’m done fucking you?”
One bad biker. One gorgeous sheriff.
One intense biker romance.
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As the president of the Sin City Outlaw Motorcycle Club, l fuck as hard as I ride and rarely go to bed alone.
The women are fast and the violence is intense. People either respect me or fear me. I'm not arrogant. It’s just the truth.
I was a king, reigning over Vegas without complication, until one gorgeous sheriff made everything fall apart.
When I saw her, I became a Neanderthal, wanting nothing more than to be
between I guess that’s where I went wrong, because my reality was shot
to hell real. One kiss caused her to step over that blue line.
One night in her bed made me a traitor.
And now... we’re both screwed.
About the Author
M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her
family. She's a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N.
Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until
years later, as a stayathome mom, she
opened her laptop and
started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she
couldn't live with the "what if" anymore and finally took a chance on
her character's story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray
Barbie sharing her
seat, she continues to create and please her fans.
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