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Title:
Hell’s Knights
Author:
Bella Jewel
Expected Release Date: August 2013
Genre: Biker
Erotica
Synopsis:
Sex. Who really knows sex? I mean, we've all
had sex, great sex even but when you get down to the details, how many of us
actually see sex for the raw, primal act that it is?
I thought I knew sex. I've had sex. Heck, I've felt lust. Once, I've even felt love. I thought I knew exactly what sex was.
Until I met Cade.
He's the meaning of sex.
He's a biker.
He's dangerous.
He's powerful.
He's dominant.
He wants me.
My world is about to change, for the better? I don't know. But here's my story, I hope you're ready for it because it's not the beautiful, heart wrenching story most people have to tell. It's passionate, forbidden, morally incorrect and downright, fucking beautiful.
“Fuck off, Cade!”
He keeps walking, so I am forced to start walking backwards. His blue eyes are dancing with amusement, and he looks extremely powerful as he looms over me. I pick up my pace, walking backwards with great speed.
“Nice move back there,” he says, giving me lusty sex eyes that make me want to place him against the nearest tree and take his cock into my mouth and suck until he comes hard in my mouth…fuck…I shouldn’t be thinking like that. Get him out of your head, Addison.
“She had it coming.”
He nods, as if agreeing. “I have no doubt, she has a big mouth.”
“I bet.”
He gives a deep, throaty laugh. “Sassy little thing, aren’t ya sugar?”
“Stop calling me sugar, do I look sweet to you?”
He reaches out, gripping my shoulders and stopping me. He leans in close and murmurs, “You might not look sweet, but I bet you taste fuckin’ sweet.”
“Seriously?” I whisper. “You’re hitting on me in the middle of a road?”
“I like to do it in style,” he says, staring at my lips.
“Are you always this full on when you want to get your dick wet?”
He grins, slow and sexy. “Sugar, if I wanted my dick wet, I could get it wet anywhere, with anyone. I don’t want my dick wet. I want it fuckin’ drenched, drippin’ and surrounded in you.”
I swallow, feeling my cheeks flush. “You’ll have to do a little better than dirty lines on a road, if you want anywhere near me.”
He reaches out, running his thumb across my lower lip. “But you already want me, I can see it, I can smell it.”
Smell it? Is he serious?
“I think what you can smell,” I say, taking a step back. “Is the last whore you drenched yourself in.”
He lashes out, gripping my shoulder again and stopping me from moving back. “Keep speakin’ baby, it only makes me want you more.”
I peel his fingers from my shoulders. “If you don’t mind, I really have some things to do.”
“Like?”
I scowl at him. “That’s none of your business.”
“I’m makin’ it my business, what you doin’?”
I raise my brows. “I’m going into town, alone.”
“No you’re not, I’m takin’ you.”
“Um, no you’re not.”
“Um, yeah, sugar, I am.”
I cross my arms and he does the same, staring down at me with a determined expression.
“No. You’re. Not.”
He leans closer.
“Yes. I. Am.”
“Seriously!” I cry, throwing my hands up. “You’re impossible.”
He grins, pleased with himself. “I know, now, let me go and get my bike and I’ll be back in ten.”
“Oh hell no, I’m not getting on a death trap.”
He chuckles. “How were you plannin’ on gettin’ in there?”
I roll my eyes. “Walking, duh.”
He bursts out laughing. “Did you not pay attention when you were comin’ in? Closest town is at least thirty miles.”
Dammit.
“Well, I’ll borrow Jackson’s car.”
“Jackson don’t have a car, sugar.”
Fuck.
I throw my hands up, and in an exasperated tone I snap, “Fine, you win!”
He grins, spinning around and sauntering back towards the compound. “See you in ten, sugar.”
I thought I knew sex. I've had sex. Heck, I've felt lust. Once, I've even felt love. I thought I knew exactly what sex was.
Until I met Cade.
He's the meaning of sex.
He's a biker.
He's dangerous.
He's powerful.
He's dominant.
He wants me.
My world is about to change, for the better? I don't know. But here's my story, I hope you're ready for it because it's not the beautiful, heart wrenching story most people have to tell. It's passionate, forbidden, morally incorrect and downright, fucking beautiful.
Excerpt:
He keeps walking, so I am forced to start walking backwards. His blue eyes are dancing with amusement, and he looks extremely powerful as he looms over me. I pick up my pace, walking backwards with great speed.
“Nice move back there,” he says, giving me lusty sex eyes that make me want to place him against the nearest tree and take his cock into my mouth and suck until he comes hard in my mouth…fuck…I shouldn’t be thinking like that. Get him out of your head, Addison.
“She had it coming.”
He nods, as if agreeing. “I have no doubt, she has a big mouth.”
“I bet.”
He gives a deep, throaty laugh. “Sassy little thing, aren’t ya sugar?”
“Stop calling me sugar, do I look sweet to you?”
He reaches out, gripping my shoulders and stopping me. He leans in close and murmurs, “You might not look sweet, but I bet you taste fuckin’ sweet.”
“Seriously?” I whisper. “You’re hitting on me in the middle of a road?”
“I like to do it in style,” he says, staring at my lips.
“Are you always this full on when you want to get your dick wet?”
He grins, slow and sexy. “Sugar, if I wanted my dick wet, I could get it wet anywhere, with anyone. I don’t want my dick wet. I want it fuckin’ drenched, drippin’ and surrounded in you.”
I swallow, feeling my cheeks flush. “You’ll have to do a little better than dirty lines on a road, if you want anywhere near me.”
He reaches out, running his thumb across my lower lip. “But you already want me, I can see it, I can smell it.”
Smell it? Is he serious?
“I think what you can smell,” I say, taking a step back. “Is the last whore you drenched yourself in.”
He lashes out, gripping my shoulder again and stopping me from moving back. “Keep speakin’ baby, it only makes me want you more.”
I peel his fingers from my shoulders. “If you don’t mind, I really have some things to do.”
“Like?”
I scowl at him. “That’s none of your business.”
“I’m makin’ it my business, what you doin’?”
I raise my brows. “I’m going into town, alone.”
“No you’re not, I’m takin’ you.”
“Um, no you’re not.”
“Um, yeah, sugar, I am.”
I cross my arms and he does the same, staring down at me with a determined expression.
“No. You’re. Not.”
He leans closer.
“Yes. I. Am.”
“Seriously!” I cry, throwing my hands up. “You’re impossible.”
He grins, pleased with himself. “I know, now, let me go and get my bike and I’ll be back in ten.”
“Oh hell no, I’m not getting on a death trap.”
He chuckles. “How were you plannin’ on gettin’ in there?”
I roll my eyes. “Walking, duh.”
He bursts out laughing. “Did you not pay attention when you were comin’ in? Closest town is at least thirty miles.”
Dammit.
“Well, I’ll borrow Jackson’s car.”
“Jackson don’t have a car, sugar.”
Fuck.
I throw my hands up, and in an exasperated tone I snap, “Fine, you win!”
He grins, spinning around and sauntering back towards the compound. “See you in ten, sugar.”
Author Bio:
Bella Jewel is an Aussie girl through and through. She spent her
life in Western Australia, growing up in many different areas of the state. She
now currently lives in Perth with her husband, children and mass amounts of
pets. She's crazy, fun, outgoing and friendly. Writing is her passion, she
started at the young age of 18 but finally got the courage up to publish, and
her first novel Hell's Knights will be released in August 2013.
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