One Bad Man – Hawk

You know I love my bad boys and I have the brand new start to one set alpha series. All the men are dark and demanding, Marines and cowboys. And they know how to dominate their women. Take a peek at the first in the series… Oh, and as always, FREE to read if you have a KU Subscription. 

HAWK

There was utter fury in her eyes, the kind that set emotions on fire. I knew that level of rage well. “You ain’t gonna get them from me, at least not tonight. Now, I’m losing my patience. You need to get out of my house or pay the price. Up to you.” I was prepared to let it go when she took two long strides until she was only inches away, her eyes sparking hawk_fullwith venom.

“The price? You mean the way you handled things in the grocery store? That was more like some Neanderthal than a true man. Who do you think you are, cowboy of the year? I don’t get it. You just don’t seem to care that there might be something criminal going on in this town. That makes you a true monster in my opinion. The fire that killed your brother was… suspicious.”

Another line drawn in the sand. Jesus Christ. The woman had balls. I realized the only way to get her the hell out of my… the house was to offer my opinion.

And she was going to listen.

“Look, I read the report regarding the fire. Okay? Everything was pretty clear. It was a tragic accident and nothing more.” I thought about the single page that had been emailed to me after four phone calls from overseas, two of which I’d had to issues threats on after being stalled. I had to admit, the report was bullshit in my opinion, but I wasn’t in the position to challenge the situation. The fact this reporter was digging into whatever had occurred wasn’t likely in her best interest.

Or mine.

Certain people in authority positions had a funny way of handling being threatened and I didn’t think the lovely reporter was prepared to find out what that meant. Why was there an intense pool of uncertainty developing in my gut? Christ. I didn’t need this.

She snorted as she offered a heated gaze, her eyes traveling the entire length of me before settling on my eyes. The fire burning within her was far too enticing, my heart racing and my balls tightening. Why was she goading me so hard?

“All lies,” she stated as if she knew for certain.

I folded my arms, remaining unblinking. “Then you tell me what’s going on and maybe, just maybe, I’ll tell you what I know.”

“That’s not going to happen, buster. No one treats me the way you have. You get nothing from me. Zero.”

While I appreciated her tenacity and her spunk, the moment she raised her arm to smack me across the face, I’d had enough.

“That’s it. I’ve had it with your hard push, your ridiculous behavior, and your accusations.” I snagged her wrist, pulling her arm behind her as I dragged her closer. The feel of her body planted snugly against mine wasn’t in my best interest. I craved the woman, her perfume alone more intoxicating than any bottle of tequila on a warm summer’s night.

“What do you think you’re doing?” she demanded, her tone even haughtier than before. Her lower lip quivered as her eyes darted back and forth.

My buddies might call my actions impetuous, even stupid, but this little lady was impossible to resist.

“First, I’m doing this.” I crushed my mouth over hers as she struggled, finally snagging my fingers in her luscious curls.

She wiggled against me, moaning into the kiss, the friction creating a round of electricity like nobody’s business. The taste of her was sweet and tangy, just like the woman herself. I enjoyed dominating her tongue, yanking her body into a soft arc as I held her.

Stars floated in my field of vision as I explored her mouth, the essence of her fueling the need to devour every inch of her.

She pummeled her fists against me then clasped her hands around my shirt, still undulating her hips like the sassy brunette had some kind of control.

The woman would soon learn differently.

I broke the moment of passion, still holding her close. “Now, I’m gonna give you a second lesson in cowboy justice. You break the rules, you have to pay the price.”

Struggling in my arms, the way her hips jetted back and forth across my cock only added fuel to the fire. Damn, this woman turned me on like no other.

“Over my dead body!” she exclaimed. She reared back, managing to smack me hard across the jaw.

I couldn’t help but grin as I dragged her closer to the couch, fumbling with her jeans. “We can do this the easy way or the hard way. It’s up to you.”

“What? You’re insane. I’m not going to stand for this. Forget it, asshole. You’re nothing but a motherfucking jerk.”

“Motherfucking jerk. That will cost you. Now, I’m going to use my belt. You can lower your jeans and panties all by yourself or I’ll be happy to cut them into shreds for you.”

Her eyes remained open wide, both darting back and forth across mine. “You’re serious.”

“Oh, I wouldn’t kid about a thing like this, I assure you.”

“I will poke your eyes out with a knife if you dare try,” she retorted, rolling her eyes.

“And if you keep on, things are only going to get much worse.”

When she dared to jerk out of my grasp, I yanked her over my lap, immediately issuing several brutal smacks.

“Ouch. Ouch. Ouch!” she yelped, continuing to do everything in her power to fight me.

“Yup. Around these parts, whippings are supposed to hurt. Or are you one of those city slickers who thought coming to cowboy country was her ticket?”

“My ticket to what, assholes and chauvinistic pigs?” she yelped, kicking out her legs, the move grinding her sweet pelvis against mine.

I gritted my teeth, my jaw clenching as the overwhelming need to fuck her wrapped around my senses like venomous snakes. After peppering her bottom several additional times, I pulled her back onto her feet, adoring the warm blush spilling across her cheeks. I could only imagine the color of her ass cheeks.

She took several deep breaths, her mouth remaining slightly open, her lower lip quivering. “How. Dare. You.”

I gripped both her arms as she swayed, plastering a smile on my face. “Well, here’s the thing. You still broke the law and I have the upper hand. Now, either you lower your jeans and panties, or I’ll have no choice but to call the sheriff. We can sort it all out in front of him. I’m certain it’ll make for great news at eleven. Entirely your choice as to which you’d prefer.”

While remaining appalled, her eyes flashing sparks of venom, I could also see resignation working its way into her mind.

“I don’t have all night, sweetheart. What’s it gonna be?”

Another ten seconds passed.

Twenty.

“Fine,” she spit out. “But rest assured, if you have anything to hide, Mr. Jake Hawk Travers, I will find it and I will be happy to bury you.”

In those few seconds as her face remained the softest color of pink roses, her mouth twisting in frustration and excitement, I couldn’t get several over the top, ridiculous yet mind-blowing thoughts out of my mind.

She was a crazy destiny that I’d never thought would happen.

And I would enjoy every minute of training her.

After all, she was going to belong to me.

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Kisses and spanks

Piper

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New Release and Cowboys for a Cause

So happy to share two bits of good news. First, I have a sexy new release – Big Rig – the sequel to Roughneck – my oilrigger piece, but you can read as a stand alone. Trust me, Riley is one rough and tumble kind of man. Second – I’m so happy to participate in Cowboys for a Cause – all proceeds going to a Covid-19 Charity. Let’s take a peek at both.

BIG RIG

She needed a lesson all right. Whoever the female thought she was, there was no doubt she was attempting to outdo the men. Considering the type of language she was using, I’d call her obnoxious.

Vulgar.

Bratty.

I had an easy method to remedy that.

“Rough crowd, my ass. They are getting way out of hand.”

“That’s what happens when you’ve had a day to drink away your sorrows,” Walker said bigrig_fullwith a lilt in his voice.

As we walked inside, I was struck by the musty stench as well as the heated atmosphere. The single exclamation screaming over all the others gave me a clear indication of the vile mood everyone was in.

“You’re going to follow the rules. Period. If not, I will have this location shut down. Trust me. I have the ability to do so.” The raunchy woman had what appeared to be the entire crew surrounding her.

While I was still unable to see the person responsible for the directive, one that she had no right to authorize, I moved closer. The group of men were agitated, some even raising their fists.

I heard Walker’s snicker from behind and as I pushed my way through the group, I was honestly mesmerized by the woman standing in the middle of the crowd.

Beautiful.

Bold.

Unruly.

The three words described her very well, even though her actions yanked at my inner core. She had no idea the kind of man she was dealing with.

“You have no right,” one of the burly men shouted.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about,” another said, snorting after the comment.

They were both correct and even though I wanted to see how far she’d go, I knew better than to allow things to get out of hand.

“I have every right,” she stated authoritatively.

“I warned you. You have your hands full,” Walker chortled from behind me. “One of several unhappy customers.”

Fuck me.

Who the hell was she? Rigging was a tough job both physically and mentally. Not that a woman couldn’t handle it, but she was maybe one hundred pounds soaking wet. I studied her for a few seconds, my cock aching in a way I hadn’t experienced in years. Damn it. Being attracted to one of the crew didn’t bode well for an explosive situation. She needed a quick lesson in who was boss.

“And what is that right?” another roughneck asked, allowing his voice to boom over the entire room. While only a few of the men took several steps backward, it was enough to allow me a full view of the female in question.

I was rarely enticed by any woman at first glance. I had my reasons including lack of trust.

As well as guilt.

The sight of the fiery beauty forced my cock to full attention, my balls tightening. Everything about her indulged the dark and sadistic man I’d always been. From the way she’d weaved her dark hair into a constricting bun to the manner in which she attempted to hide her voluptuous body with one hell of an ugly shirt, every cell in my body was on fire. Jesus. I was hungry as a wild beast and there was no doubt one day she would belong to me.

Mine to train.

Mine to use.

And mine to fuck relentlessly.

Even though my thoughts were Neanderthal in nature, I had no methods of curtailing my savage desire.

Or my needs.

A fog slipped past my eyes for a few seconds as I envisioned her naked and writhing body. Christ. I had to get control of myself.

She snapped her head in the rigger’s direction, her eyes narrowing as she attempted to size him up, already zipping him into a body bag.

“Because my commands can’t be ignored,” she stated, the tone of her voice far too haughty for my tastes. “If they are, I will shut this rig down.”

Wow. She had balls the size of cantaloupes.

“And neither will mine,” the same guy stated in a commanding tone.

Several of the men snickered in the background, pissing me off even more.

“Yeah? And just who are you?” she asked, twisting in the direction of the gravelly voice.

“A man who knows more than a damn woman,” a fourth husky voice said from somewhere in the crowd. “You have no business here.”

She beckoned with her hand, using the other to plant it on her hip. “Why don’t you come right here and tell me that to my face. If. You. Have. The. Balls.”

“Whoa!” the collective crowd roared.

Oh, fuck me. This was going to get way out of hand. Shit. Shit. Shit.

The cheering and clapping were confirmation that I was correct.

“Watch out. Here it comes,” Walker hissed. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you about Alexis.”

I heard my buddy’s words, his inflection full of amusement. “Funny how you didn’t tell me that ‘Alex’ was a woman.”

“I wanted to see how you’d handle her,” he said, chuckling. “She definitely has a mouth on her.”

“Uh-huh. Well, then I guess I’ll handle this my way.” I pushed my way into the middle of the group, several of the men glaring at me for the interruption. Even from a distance, I could see both the brute and the unknown woman were raring for a fight and the damn crowd was egging it on. She had no intention of backing down, her body language tense, but even in the dim lighting of the oversized room, I was able to catch the nervous tic in the corner of her mouth. Several of the men refused to budge as well. I had the feeling I was going to have trouble with a solid third of them.

Before I had a chance to say a thing, one of the men bolted in front of the others, the veins in his thick neck bulging. While the burly, inked dude stood well over eight inches taller than the girl, she was absolutely taking no shit. He huffed and puffed, sweat covering his forehead.

“Listen here, little filly. Women are only good for two things. Fuckin’ and cookin’. My guess is that you’re only good for the first.”

There was a single reaction and not necessarily the one I’d anticipated.

She cold-cocked him.

Now, just imagine what Riley is going to do…

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Kisses and spanks…

Piper

A Bull Riding Cowboy Doctor? Oh Yeah…

I thought I’d mix it up a bit. You know how much I adore my dark and dangerous men. Well, what about a rugged cowboy bull riding champion who just happens to be a doctor? What if he’s also dominating as heck, taking no shit from anyone, including the upstart female determined to claim his championship? Hmmm…

HOT off the presses and as always, FREE to read if you have a KU Subscription.

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EXCERPT

Holland

“You’re out of your mind.” I issued the words, shocked that he’d think something horrible like a spanking was acceptable in anyone’s society.

“I’m not the thief,” Montana said without emotion. He kept his heated gaze moving up hardride_fulland down the length of my body, no doubt undressing me with his eyes.

I folded my arms, smiling just as sweetly as I had before. “Not a chance, cowboy. You’re not my master.”

“Well, it’s obvious you need harsh discipline.”

“And why is that?”

He inched even closer until I gathered a whiff of his cologne, the scent just as vibrant and masculine as when I’d entered the house. Everything about the man was intoxicating as well as infuriating. “You have a caustic mouth. You believe yourself to be entitled. You refuse to follow rules. You push every button. You are careless, enough so you could get yourself killed in the arena and you don’t seem to give a shit. Would you like me to go on?”

I had to admit, he was right about the majority of items on his list, but at least one pissed me the hell off. “You’re the entitled one. You think because you’ve won countless rodeos that your shit doesn’t stink. You treat everyone with disrespect, as if they’re lower on the totem pole than you. Well, that shit just doesn’t fly with the majority of people, no matter how popular you pretend to be.”

His eyes flared the same anger I’d seen every time we talked. If he got any closer, his lips would be pressed against mine.

Not a bad thought.

Wait a minute. How in the hell could I crave a man like him? And why was my body reacting, betraying me as if I was a girl with some crush? I took a decided step backwards, my butt hitting the edge of the desk.

It was his turn to smile, even though his gorgeous eyes still held the same level of venom. “As I said. It’s your choice. This is a free country after all.”

I held my own, keeping my body stance almost like a fighter would, prepared to throw hard punches at any moment. However, I had no answer. The two choices weren’t acceptable. Then again, he had me dead to rights, having broken into his home.

Montana shook his head, sliding his phone from his back pocket.

“What are you doing?” I demanded, as if I had a right to demand anything.

He held out his index finger before sliding it across the screen. With one press of a button, he took a deep breath. “Yes, will you connect me with Sheriff Sikes?” He tapped his foot. “Yes, I’ll wait. I’m very happy to wait.”

All the years I’d spend trying to dig myself out of a wretched hole flashed into my mind. All the years of working to achieve a single goal. All the years of being afraid of everything, distrusting everyone. The images and thoughts flew into my mind like a bullet straight from hell. “Wait a minute. Don’t do that. Please. Okay?” I’ll do what you ask.I wasn’t entirely certain I was ready for his brand of justice.

Hesitating, his look stern, he furrowed his brow before lowering his phone, ending the call. “So, you accept your punishment?”

“Punishment. I’m not the bad girl you think I am.”

“Really? You seem to be a manipulative girl who won’t take no for an answer. From what I can tell, you’ve gotten everything you wanted in your life. Daddy’s little princess?”

“How dare you!” I countered, ready to punch him in the gut.

“Because I’m not the criminal and I can tell about girls like you, sweetheart. You think your shit doesn’t stink.”

This time I didn’t hesitate, punching him square in the gut, ready to launch into a series of targeted kicks if he hadn’t grabbed my wrists, pulling them over my head.

“Nice try, sweetheart. You’re no match for me.”

I struggled, huffing and puffing but the man was far too strong. “You’re an asshole.”

“I think you said that already.” Snarling, he shoved me back, shaking his head as he rubbed his forehead. “You need to be locked in a cage.”

Been there, done that.

I almost spouted off the words. “You really are a nasty man.”

“Yeah? Take a number because I’ve heard that shit before.” He paced the floor for a few seconds before snapping his head in my direction. “You know, I would have been happy to teach you the ropes, even give you some private lessons but every time you open your mouth, you issue nasty words. I think you’re terrified of truly asking anyone for help, using your arrogance as a method of hiding. Am I wrong?”

I couldn’t answer, my throat clenched almost shut.

“Yep, that’s exactly what I thought. You don’t give a shit about anyone but yourself.”

“As if you should talk, asshole.”

Exhaling, he closed his eyes for a few seconds, finally shoving his phone into his pocket. “Why would I want to help you in any manner?”

Once again, he’d seen through the solid steel mask into the wayward girl inside. “Because I asked you.” I heard the tentative tone in my voice and loathed the weakness.

“You’re going to receive a hard spanking then we will never speak of this again. Understood?”

I nodded like the wicked child he’d portrayed me to be. This was one of the most humiliating things that had ever happened to me. Thank God, no one else would know about the shame I was going to be forced to endure. “Just get it over with.” I turned around, placing my hands on the desk, huffing and cursing under my breath.

“Not so fast. As I said, we do things the cowboy way.”

“Meaning what?” Asshole. Jerkoff. Disgrace to women.The nasty thoughts lingered in my mind.

“Take off your jeans and panties. I assume you wear panties,” he commanded, the same dark and stormy voice sending more than just a thrill through me. My entire body was tingling, my pussy quivering.

This was ridiculous. He was just a man and a horrible excuse for one at that.

“Over my dead body.” The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them.

“You seem to be hardheaded as they come. You absolutely need a controlling hand in your life, a man who takes no shit.” Instead of being exasperated, Montana was far too calm, as if he knew exactly what I needed.

“And I guess you’re that man.”

What do you think? And of course there’s a dangerous mystery wrapped around all of the yumminess. 

Have a great weekend.

Kisses and spanks…

Piper

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