Release Blitz, Excerpt & Giveaway:
By Amy Thorn & Raven Amor
Disciples of Satan MC, Book 1
I’m Priest, President of the Disciples of Satan Motorcycle club. I rule my patch with an iron fist that keeps our enemies at bay. When I’m taken captive by Hades Outlaws, I’m sure I’m as good as dead. I didn’t expect help from an unlikely source.
Nico is a prospect. He should be seen and not heard. Yet he’s risking his neck to save my life. Going against his club is a death sentence, but he’s determined to get me out of Hades compound. I didn’t expect to fall for him along the way. Now, my saviour is also the man I want.
I’m a pariah in my club. Hades Outlaws will never respect me. When they capture Priest I know it’s the end for us. His brothers will burn our clubhouse to the ground. I have one chance to be free from Hades—save a man who is supposed to be my enemy. When I look at Priest I don’t see a devil in leather and denim. I see my salvation.
I watch as my cock slides in and out of the hangaround’s mouth, his groans and moans rivalling any porno. Grabbing his head, I shove my dick between his lips until it reaches the back of his throat. I don’t miss the way he winces from my rough touches or gags around my length as tears burn his cheeks. I fist his hair before slamming back into his hot mouth. He mewls like a fucking cat in heat, begging to be touched. This prick is another way to let the fucking tension go. Tomorrow, I won’t even remember his fucking name, let alone what he looks like. That’s how they are now, a sea of nameless men. None of them make my blood warm. I use them to get off. It doesn’t matter what they look like as long as I can shove my dick in them.
I’m Priest, the president of the Disciples of Satan MC. My rough look and the leathers I wear are enough to have these men falling to their knees in front of me, happy to service my cock. But that lost its appeal years ago. I tried in the past to stick to one guy, but now they’re on a turntable.
I grab his hair, pulling at the roots as I fuck his mouth. “That’s it, slut, you fucking want my dick, don’t you?”
His moans echo around the room in answer. I pound into him, making him take all of me, holding his face against my base. I’m not small and know the new angle makes me hard to take, but I don’t give a fuck about his comfort. His eyes widen as my dick blocks his airway and his throat moves around me, pulling me deeper. “Take it all,” I order.
He knew what he was up against when he approached me at the bar. I’m not a gentle lover. Pleasure isn’t something I can do unless it involves pain. It’s why I couldn’t find any pleasure in these nameless fucks. They’re all too willing.
I need someone I can break, someone I can watch as they fight before they come to crave what I can give them.
I need someone desperate to take the darkness I will fill them with.
I need someone unable to refuse how I control their body; not because of who I am, not because of what it means to be in my bed, but because I fucking own them.
My nostrils flare at the thought, and my dick grows harder. I throw my head back as euphoria licks my spine. Another moan breaks the spell.
I look at his dull, dark brown eyes. His hair is stuck to his face, tear trails carving a path down his cheeks. He’ll never give me what I need. Someone else has already broken him.
These men didn’t end up as club ass or work for the Disciples because they had good fucking lives. They have a darkness in them, knew it like it was their friend. I’m the darkest of them all. I’m not the devil incarnate—I’m the motherfucking devil himself.
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About the Authors:
Amy Thorn lives in a small market town in the Midlands, England. She lives with her dog and when she’s not writing, she’s playing with crochet hooks.
Raven loves writing dark romance wrapped in suspense. She loves finding the beauty in the pain, love in tragedy. And of course, writing those hot scenes.
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