The attempt at BDSM was painful, and not in the way I'd enjoy. Yes, after the first book in this series I should have known but I hoped perhaps the next book would be better.īetween such pithy descriptions of the main characters like "the Spaniard" and "the half-breed", with the adjective "sexy" added for emphasis, to the supposedly bad ass biker club that makes the Keystone Cops look more like Law and Order SVU offering sage advice about drug abuse (because "we're nice drug dealers"), I just couldn't. Life is too short for books that suck, and this one worked my second to last nerve. There is no cliffhanger and there is a HEA. It contains scenes of gay sex, illegal doings, violence, and forced seduction roleplay. Publisher’s warning: This book is not for the faint of heart. Just need to get back onto the open road and blow the dust from my soul. Does that mean I’m in love? God, I hope not. I’d bury anyone who got between me and Ormond.
But I have to wrest control of this Rez land from Iceman and the lethal hit man who has been trailing us. I’m accomplishing this op and going back to Afghanistan.
This was never supposed to happen.ĪNSON: I swear I’m never falling for that service bottom Ormond. Anson Dineyazzie, macho half-breed hired gun, has stolen more than just my heart. I’m a friend of cops, firemen, and soldiers alike, but suddenly I only want one man ordering me around. Iceman is running all sorts of questionable ops on Bent Zealots land, and now Anson and I have to prove our street creds just to stake a claim in our own backyard. ORMOND: I was flung into a life-or-death battle against the slimy Iceman, leader of a rival MC. Because these things never end pleasantly. A man may as well have a few laughs while on a fatal mission. Mercenaries don’t wear badges, but my dominant side soon has me all over that seductive Spanish servant. My partner is the famous badge slut, Ormond Tangier, known far and wide for his mad oral skills, his subservience to anyone in uniform. Infiltrate the Navajo Rez and find out who is claiming the Zealots’ turf, using kids to cook drugs. Turk Blackburn, Bent Zealots MC Prez, ordered me on a fresh operation to prove myself, my guts, my valor. I was on a quest for my father, my roots, looking for answers. Two wheels move the soul.ĪNSON: I was just a mercenary back from fighting the good fight overseas.
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