Wicked Bride Games
Clarissa Wild
Publication date: January 10th 2017
Genres: Erotica, Romance, Suspense
Fifty million dollars for three weeks of your life in the hands of a total stranger. Would you do it?
When Naomi Lee finds herself out of a job and out of the money she needs to pay her father’s medical bills, she receives an anonymous letter, containing an offer she can’t refuse.
Max Marino, a wealthy businessman, wants her and he’ll pay any price.
Three weeks of her time, no-holds-barred, in exchange for fifty million dollars.
With no other means to pay her bills, Naomi has no choice but to accept.
However, Naomi isn’t the only one who signs the contract.
And Max isn’t alone in his deal.
Three brothers …
Nine girls …
All competing for the ultimate prize … marriage.
Let the games begin.
WARNING: contains explicit situations, dubious consent, graphic violence, and other disturbing content. Includes scenes involving multiple men & women being dirty together. Every boundary is crossed. Read at your own risk.
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EXCERPT #1:
“Don’t you understand that I’m the only one here who gives a shit about you?” he growls.
I try to shove him away, but he won’t let me go, so I slap him instead.
He releases me from his grasp, and I step back, watching him with a hawk’s eye. He touches his face with his hand, his fingers grazing his beautiful skin, and it’s at this moment that feels most vulnerable. Most afraid. Because whatever he’s going to do or say next isn’t good, and it’s my fault.I try to shove him away, but he won’t let me go, so I slap him instead.
“I …” I stutter.
He comes toward me, and I stumble backward until the balcony is right behind me and there’s no way to flee. He’s got me cornered, and his eyes predict thunder, but I’m afraid I can’t handle the electricity.
I close my eyes, expecting the inevitable.
Instead, he grabs my face with both hands … and he kisses me.
He fucking kisses me.
And I don’t even fucking pull back.
What the hell?
His lips smash into mine, and he ravages me without holding back. I’m helpless to stop it—not because I can’t, but because my body doesn’t want him to stop. His tongue dips out to lick my lips, coaxing me to open my mouth and let him in. I do, without hesitation, and he claims my mouth and tongue like it’s always belonged to him.
I’m completely stunned. I can only stand here and allow him to conquer my mouth, even though it makes no sense. I should hate him for putting me through all this. I should push him away and fight back. But I don’t … and I hate that more than I hate anything.
In a moment of clarity, my lips unlock from his, and I lean away, staring at him because I can’t believe that just happened.
I’m not exactly the kissing type … but that was amazing. And wrong. So fucking wrong, I might’ve even liked it.
“I told you I only want you. It’s the truth,” he whispers, his voice heady and sultry. My lips still tingle from his kiss, and I can feel the excitement surging through my body. Goddammit.
“I don’t give a damn if you slap me. I probably deserved it.”
EXCERPT #2
Her hands
are trying to grasp me to roll me over again and get her on top, but I’m not
letting her get close. Instead, I pin her to the floor and fuck her even
harder. She opens her legs even farther and moans when I take her nipple
between my teeth and tug.
I know she
likes what I do … but she can’t help always trying to be at the top.
It’s what
we do.
Who we are.
Fighters.
Winners.
Conquerors.
And in each
other, we’ve found our match.
Her hand
reaches between her legs, and she furiously starts masturbating as I fuck her
pussy raw. She’s so tight and wet that I lose control, and I close my eyes for
just a second to enjoy the sensations.
Only to
find me rolling around again and having
her end up on top of me. She slams me down on the floor and holds my hand down
harder as she swivels around on my cock. She brings her blood-soaked finger to
my mouth and makes me suck on it. One of my hands is free, and I use it to
flick her clit, making her moan out loud.
A few
seconds later, her eyes roll into the back of her head, and I can feel her
muscles tighten all around me. Wetness coats my cock,
and I come undone.
Howling, I
come inside her, my seed pulsing deep into her pussy, just like it should.
She holds
my hand in place over her clit, as if to signify that it belongs there. That
she’s not only mine, but that I’m also
hers.
Breathing
heavily, she slowly falls down on top of me, my cock still inside her. She
rests her head on my chest, and I listen
to her breaths as she listens to my heart. I pet her hair, which is still slick
from blood and sweat, and I wonder if this is the best sex I’ve had in my
entire life.
“Is it over
now?” she mutters suddenly.
I smile as
she lifts her head with a curious look on her face. “Yes, it is … and you won.”
Author Bio:Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author, best known for the dark Romance novel Mr. X. Her novels include the Fierce Series, the Delirious Series, the Stalker Duology, Twenty-One (21), Ultimate Sin, Viktor, Bad Teacher, RUIN, and Wicked Bride Games. She is also a writer of various erotic romances. She is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories about hot men and feisty women. Her other loves include her furry cat friend and learning about different cultures. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, reading tons of books and cooking her favorite meals.
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