Esther has only craved to be loved by one man, the Wolfe who hides behind his broken ice blue eyes.

Unfortunately, the wild man she craves has desires that she doesn’t feel able to fill. These desires will destroy her if she allows them.

Wolfe, the road captain for the Savage Beast MC, is known for his ruthlessness. The forty-year-old has demons that haunt the beast inside of him.

He cannot be the man who deserves to love her. He knows it’s wrong. He knows it will break her, but he cannot help himself. She wants a wild man. He is as wild as they come.

Two souls searching for a way to find acceptance, love, and healing in physical pleasures. Both lost. One the devil. One a fallen angel. When they finally give in to their lust, their love blossoms like neither imagined possible.

Barefooted, I walk outside. The sun is hot in the late summer sky, it beats down on me immediately. Squinting, I head out toward the fencing at the edge of the property. I haven’t been outside of these gates in days. I’ve eaten whatever I can find in the kitchen, which to be honest, with a building full of men who have an aversion to vegetables, isn’t all that great.

My feet burn against the rock and dirt beneath them, but I don’t mind it too much. At least I can fucking feel something. The desert can be ruthlessly beautiful, much like Raff. Lifting my hands, I grip the links of the gate, resting my forehead against the hot metal.

“You thinking of running?” a deep voice asks, sending chills down my spine.

I don’t move, I haven’t heard that voice in days and it sounds like heaven. I should despise it. I should hate every part of it, but I can’t. Turning around, I look into his eyes and my heart sinks. He looks exhausted, he looks beat up, he looks like fucking hell.

“Raff?” I ask. He only shakes his head, his feet slowly shuffle toward me until my back is pressed against the fencing and I’m forced to tip my head back to look into his face.

His mouth slams against mine, his tongue forcing its way inside of my mouth and I moan when he tastes me. Lifting my hands, I grip his shoulders, digging my nails into the leather of his cut. His hips shift and I feel his hard length press against my belly.

I was born and raised in a small farming town in California. I met my husband when I was 16 and he was 19. We married four years later and have two little boys! We lived in Oregon for a few years while he served in the US Coast Guard.

Texas is now where we call home, where our boots rest, and where we’re raising our two little boys and a chocolate lab named Optimus Prime.

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Esther has only craved to be loved by one man, the Wolfe who hides behind his broken ice blue eyes.

Unfortunately, the wild man she craves has desires that she doesn’t feel able to fill. These desires will destroy her if she allows them.

Wolfe, the road captain for the Savage Beast MC, is known for his ruthlessness. The forty-year-old has demons that haunt the beast inside of him.

He cannot be the man who deserves to love her. He knows it’s wrong. He knows it will break her, but he cannot help himself. She wants a wild man. He is as wild as they come.

Two souls searching for a way to find acceptance, love, and healing in physical pleasures. Both lost. One the devil. One a fallen angel. When they finally give in to their lust, their love blossoms like neither imagined possible.

Esther sighs, but I know she’s asleep, we’ve totally worn her out. “Yeah, she is. This isn’t what she wants though,” I say, my words are true, even if I don’t want to believe them. I know that Esther doesn’t want this forever, as a permanent situation and neither does Mamba. This, the three of us together, it’s only temporary.

“It’s not. She knows it’s what you want though. She loves you,” he says.

Clearing my throat, I look up at the ceiling. I know she loves me, and I’m exploiting that by getting what I want, the way I want it. I know she’s not going anywhere, she’ll be here and do what I want until she breaks. Thing is, I don’t want her to break. I want her to crave the same shit that I do. I want for her to be as damaged as I am, and that makes me a sick son of a bitch.

“You stayin’ here tonight?” I ask, not responding to his observation of Esther’s obvious love.

Mamba doesn’t answer with words, he shoves his thigh between Esther’s legs and grunts. Closing my eyes, I chuckle. Though this is not permanent, I have a feeling what we do have between the three of us will be fun, and enjoyable, for all of us for now.

I was born and raised in a small farming town in California. I met my husband when I was 16 and he was 19. We married four years later and have two little boys! We lived in Oregon for a few years while he served in the US Coast Guard.

Texas is now where we call home, where our boots rest, and where we’re raising our two little boys and a chocolate lab named Optimus Prime.

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Esther has only craved to be loved by one man, the Wolfe who hides behind his broken ice blue eyes.

Unfortunately, the wild man she craves has desires that she doesn’t feel able to fill. These desires will destroy her if she allows them.

Wolfe, the road captain for the Savage Beast MC, is known for his ruthlessness. The forty-year-old has demons that haunt the beast inside of him.

He cannot be the man who deserves to love her. He knows it’s wrong. He knows it will break her, but he cannot help himself. She wants a wild man. He is as wild as they come.

Two souls searching for a way to find acceptance, love, and healing in physical pleasures. Both lost. One the devil. One a fallen angel. When they finally give in to their lust, their love blossoms like neither imagined possible.

It feels like this is a make or break moment. If I take his hand, I’ll be following him toward something that I can never take back. This isn’t just some wild oat sowing. This isn’t some one-time experiment. I can see it in his hungry gaze, this is something he wants, something he will always want. This isn’t just a birthday gift, this is going to open the door and I’m not sure I want what’s waiting on the other side.

I reach for him, my fingers touching his and I take one step toward him before my legs lock, refusing to move any farther. He frowns slightly, tugging me gently toward him, but I don’t budge, I can’t. I shake my head, almost violently.

“Esther,” Raff growls. “Don’t do this. I won’t do anything you won’t like,” he promises.

My eyes focus on his and I shake my head. “I love you, Raff.”

Turning from him, I run back to my car. With tears streaming down my face I shift the car into reverse and I drive away from him.

He doesn’t follow.

He doesn’t chase after me or try to bring me back to the party.

He lets me go.

He just lets me drive away.

I was born and raised in a small farming town in California. I met my husband when I was 16 and he was 19. We married four years later and have two little boys! We lived in Oregon for a few years while he served in the US Coast Guard.

Texas is now where we call home, where our boots rest, and where we’re raising our two little boys and a chocolate lab named Optimus Prime.

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Thirty-two and single, Presley wants to start over. She’s only going through the motions–just breathing, not living. It isn’t the life she’s always imagined.

She should be married, with a little house and a few children, maybe even a Labrador to greet her after a long day of teaching third graders.

Treasurer for the Savage Beast MC, Silver lived life hard. At forty-five he’s seen and done it all–twice.

A single father in need of someone who could love him, and his boy. He’s given up on ever finding a woman who fit him–fit them.

Two people breathing. Two people wanting to be loved. One an outlaw. One an innocent. Two people who could not be more opposite, yet when their worlds collide, so does their chemistry.

“Not wasting a second of my life. It’s a miracle I’ve lived this long. That means, I found a woman that I want to share my bed and my home with, a woman I could see making a bigger family with, then I’m putting the work into it. I’m putting this shit on fast forward. I am not fucking around, especially not after I almost lost you,” he explains.

Nodding, my fingers twitch. “The branding?”

He smiles slowly, but his eyes look almost sad. “A real brand, with a branding iron. It binds you to me. You’ll also have your own cut so that nobody can mistake who you belong to. The brand is just for my club though, for me,” he explains.

“You can’t mean it, with a branding iron?” I gasp.

He lowers his head, his lips brushing my own. “I mean it, Presley. This is my life, this is what needs to be done. I’ll put a ring on your finger, I”ll give you the wedding you want, but babe this is non-negotiable.”

I was born and raised in a small farming town in California. I met my husband when I was 16 and he was 19. We married four years later and have two little boys! We lived in Oregon for a few years while he served in the US Coast Guard.

Texas is now where we call home, where our boots rest, and where we’re raising our two little boys and a chocolate lab named Optimus Prime.

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