Author: M. Never
Genre: Dark Erotic Romance
Release Date: April 13, 2016
What’s harder than resisting one Dane man? Resisting two.
I don’t date bikers. It’s my one cardinal rule. No rough, rugged, tattooed egotistical maniacs on two wheels. Even if they are gorgeous, brilliant, and sport the prefix Doctor. Bottom line, bikers are nothing but trouble.
Dr. Devlin Dane has had his sights set on my panties for months. But I’ve done a stellar job of fending him off. As Mercy Medical’s most eligible bachelor, he has no problem in the panty dropping department. He’s tall, dark, and inked all over. I get the appeal, I’m not dead. I’m not stupid either. He’s a walking heartbreak waiting to happen.
But when Reese Dane comes crashing into my life – literally- the game suddenly changes.
Reese, the dark, brooding, motorcycle racing champion, knows exactly how to apply the right pressure on and off the track.
The two have an unstoppable pull like centrifugal force, and both bad boy bikers are determined to take me on a high-powered ride I’ll never forget…
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Author: M. Never
Genre: Dark Erotic Romance
Release Date: April 13, 2016
Source: ARC gifted by author/publisher in exchange for an honest review
My 2 cents: 4 KINK Review
What a wild, seductive, and excruciating sexy read from M. Moto explores ménage and forbidden desires.
I’m a fangirl for life since the Decadent After Dark series. So, when I learn that Ms. M was creating a sexy ménage romance centered around professional bikers, I was breathlessly waiting to get my hands on it. Shhh…. It’s my dirty little secret: I love ménage romances featuring M/M/F relationships.
It was a pleasure to dive into the world of Dev, Reese and Kayla. The story begins as a slow simmer. I believe the author decided not to set the heat on “scorch” from the beginning, but rather introduce each character separately and outside the bedroom antics. It’s that separate and personal interaction with each brother that will dictate and explain the ending.
As soon as it moves from the bedroom, the story and family dynamic may dampen the reader’s desire for the sizzling heat factor. The book goes beneath the surface and shows the emotional bond between each Dane brother with Kayla.
We have a playboy doctor who is determined to have Kayla because she is a challenge. On the other end, we have Reese, the MOTO Champion, who is custom to living life in the fast lane despite the dangers that threatens. He wants fast in the bedroom and on the track.
Yes, you will be drawn to the ménage factor! Yes, you will enjoy the sex! However, what M did for the “foursome” in the Decadent Series does not match the heat factor of this threesome. I was left wanting to hang off the edge of my couch with toe-curling sweaty ménage sex.
Maybe the dynamic of creating the characters as “brothers” prevented it. If so, it certainly should! Nevertheless, I would rather choose to have Reese and Dev as best friends instead of brothers because it took away from the heat.
What I didn’t like? I didn’t like Kayla having separate sexual relations with each brother. I rather prefer each brother to agree to take care of Kayla together rather than: “take care of her needs while I am gone or until I return home from work” It has the ability to cause a rift between all three participants in the love triangle.
In closing, it’s a must-read if you like erotic romance, ménage groupies in particular. The twist and turns keep the emotional pitch of the story moving from sizzling to suspenseful and downright surprising in the end. It’s wonderfully written with a tear jerk climax.
BEHIND THE COVER
An Excerpt from MOTO
“I’m not overreacting! You can’t just pass me around to all your biker buddies and think it’s okay! I’m not a fucking wrist watch you can just throw into the pot!”
“Kayla, do you honestly think I would’ve put you up if I knew I couldn’t win? That I would let anyone else touch what belongs to us?” Reese crowds me into a corner.
“Us?” I squeak. Wait, what?
“Yes. Us. Mine and Dev’s.” He enunciates the words. “You. Are. Ours.”
There’s that word again. Ours.
“I don’t understand.”
“Baby, I think you do. I think you’ve always known where we would end up.” Reese cages me in with his arms.
Dev materializes over Reese’s shoulder, and I internally hyperventilate. I don’t know who to look at first as my gaze compulsively darts between the two of them. Two, beautiful, roughneck men, who both look like they want to have me for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
“How . . . how would this even work?” I crazily entertain the idea.
Both their faces split with a fiendish smile. I must have asked the million-dollar question.
Reese leans in closely, stopping my heart. “Let us show you,” he murmurs so seductively my knees nearly buckle. I throw a questioning eye at Dev and he nods confidently.
“You both want this?” I ask with a small voice.
“It isn’t about what we want anymore. It’s all about you now,” Dev voices.
“Say yes, Kayla.” Dev’s tone is soft and velvety. Irresistible. “Say yes to us.”
I press my back against the wall praying for composure, but the longer they trap me, the more the pressure builds, the more my want fights to the surface, and my resolve falls away into oblivion. I find myself nodding because my ability to speak has become paralyzed.
“Good girl,” Reese breathes before he throws me over his shoulder like a caveman.
“Hey!” I grab onto his shirt.
He swats me on the butt as he makes his way to the stairs. “Ouch!” I flail.
“That’s for bouncing out on me. Never do it again. Got it?” He hits me once more for good measure.
“Fuck you.” I flinch.
“In due time, baby.”
I lift my head as Reese climbs the stairs with Dev hot on his heels.
Reality suddenly strikes. Is this really happening?
“Relax.” Dev traps my chin gently. “We’re going to take care of you. And make you feel so good.” He pushes some dangling hair away from my face so I can see him. He’s incredibly calm despite the carnal look in his eyes.
Once in my small room, Reese drops me on the bed. They each flank one side, making me feel like a trapped animal.
I kneel in the middle of the mattress at a loss at what to do next.
“Strip, baby,” Reese instructs as he unzips his leather jacket and pulls the gun from the back of his pants, placing it on my nightstand.
I stay frozen in place.
I know I’m supposed to move, but what’s clearly about to happen hasn’t sunk in yet.
“Need some assistance?” Dev crawls up behind me and kisses my neck. A switch flips. My eyes immediately roll backward. Yes, please, touch me. Both of you, please touch me.
M. Never resides in New York City. When she’s not researching ways to tie up her characters in compromising positions, you can usually find her at the gym kicking the crap out of a punching bag, or eating at some new trendy restaurant.
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