Wild Marauders MC
After many months of talking about Wild Marauders MC, and posting teasers, release day is finally here! What started out as a novella turned into a full length romance. Just a warning to those of you who have never read a biker romance, the language is filthy, the sex is explicit, and there is some violence. Enjoy the blurb and excerpt below.
His life is chaos. Her life is ordinary. When they meet nothing is the same!
When a prospect kidnaps Kat thinking she’s a doctor, Kat finds herself under the protection of the club’s president. Lynch likes Kat’s spunk and full curves but when she steals his Harley to escape he has no choice but to follow club rules and deal out punishment. Tempers erupt between them, passions explode, and punishment becomes the sweetest ecstasy!
Excerpt – Lynch’s POV
The woman in question was still on the ground, unwittingly bringing attention to her large tits as she lay on her backside panting. Her wild blonde hair was half-up, half-down, and with a huff she brushed it out of her face and eyes, which were shooting daggers of blue lightning up at us. When my gaze returned to hers, she had enough fury in her eyes to damn me to hell and back. If she recognized me she didn’t show it.
I shouldn’t have, but I smiled.
She got to her feet on her own steam and headed straight for Chicken. “You dumb shit! I couldn’t breathe!” It was clear that she was going to hit him, which just wouldn’t do. No one hit a brother, even a prospect, and got away with it. Chicken actually took a step back, producing laughter from Wizard and Tank. It was clear her attack had caught him by surprise. “You could have killed me!”
Just as she raised her hands to hit him I stepped forward and wrapped an arm around her waist hauling her off her feet and back against me. I immediately noticed the difference between her and the skinny whores that hung around club. Thicker waist, curvier hips, and right now her fleshy ass was rubbing against me, and any time I had something this sweet against my dick I got hard.
“Who the hell is in charge here?” she snapped, digging her nails into my arm and struggling wildly, obviously too angry to appreciate her situation. “Kidnapping is against the law, you jerks!” She tried to pull my arm from around her waist, throwing her head back with purpose.
She wasn’t scared, just mad as hell.
Her attempt to head-butt me produced a chuckle from the guys. I was six-foot-six and her head barely reached my chest. There was nothing she could do to hurt me physically, but that didn’t matter. Just the fact that she was trying to hurt me was cause for immediate action. As the president of the club I had a reputation to protect. My crew might be amused at what was happening, but they still expected me to put her in her place and show her who was boss. As she continued to wiggle against me, the clip holding her hair popped open, releasing long, blonde hair.
“Let me go, asshole!”
I had a feeling that her hysterical command was the result of my hard cock. Unless she was dead from the waist down, she had to feel it against her ass. I was harder than a steel rod from her movements, and I’d always liked a woman that looked like a woman, with curves I could sink myself into. Another thing affecting my libido was the way she smelled, clean and fresh. I was used to the smell of cigarettes, booze, and sex on the Sweetbutts I fucked.
“Take your filthy hands off me!”
That did it. She needed to be taught a fucking lesson. There was an old, broken down jeep close by and I threw her up against it, pushing her there with my body. Ignoring her gasp of pain, I fisted a hand in her long hair and jerked her head back roughly, enough so that our eyes could meet.
“Give me anymore trouble and I’ll show you how filthy I can get. It won’t be a hardship to rip your fuckin’ jeans off and fuck you into submission right here in front of everyone.” I snarled the words against her ear and decided to back it up with a kiss. I ground my mouth over hers, not giving a shit if my roughness hurt her. Her mouth was full and soft, turning my cock to fucking stone.
I heard the laughter and crude sexual remarks from my brothers in the background, but all that soon faded into nothing as I forced her to open her mouth for my tongue. Sweet fucking Jesus! I ground my cock into her ass, fighting the urge to flip her around and follow up on my earlier threat. My dick wanted inside her cunt so bad it was driving all other thoughts from my head. I forgot why the hell I was kissing her. Oh, yeah, I was showing her who was boss.
Her bottom lip was just too tempting, and as I ended the kiss I bit down on it enough to make it hurt. I opened my eyes to hers, smiling in the face of her speechless anger. No fear, just fucking spunk. This woman either didn’t know about the Wild Marauders and what we were capable of, or she was just that stupid.
In spite of her fucking curves, she was no bigger than an elf compared to me. Most of my brothers and I had a good foot on her, and a hundred plus pounds. I examined her flushed face and bruised, wet mouth. My cock ached, and I couldn’t stop myself from pushing it against her ass again. She gasped, reminding me why my hand was still twisted in her hair and why I was pinning her against a rusty vehicle.
LINKS: at the time I wrote this post I didn’t have a buy link directly to the book but the links below will take you to my author pages where it will be listed, thanks.
Amazon Author Page – http://www.amazon.com/Tory-Richards/e/B002DBFNUQ/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1
UK Amazon Author Page – http://www.amazon.co.uk/-/e/B002DBFNUQ
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Tory Richards Website – http://www.toryrichards.com
Tory Richards was born in Maine but has spent most of her life in Florida. Retired from Disney, she enjoys her free time with family, friends, and writing. She likes to go on cruises, likes good coffee and sweet iced tea, any kind of sandwich, liver and onions, and animals. She doesn’t like to fly, doesn’t like litter bugs, people who abuse children or animals, or dishonesty. She is a syfy junkie, and her favorite movie is Last of the Mohicans with Daniel Day-Lewis.