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The Screaming Eagles MC is back, and I’m super excited! Release day always comes with enough butterflies in my stomach to carry me off, but I really hope you’ll enjoy Havoc, Sledge and Phoenix, three big, dangerous bikers who’ve fallen head over heels for single mom Shelby and her little girl Mia.

Havoc has history with Shelby, but it takes a lot for him to see her as more than like a little sister. Sledge is better at talking with his fists than his words, but when it comes to Shelby, he’s a teddy bear. And Phoenix has a dark background that challenges their relationship, even when he would do anything to keep both Shelby and Mia from harm.

So if that doesn’t have you ready to go meet them, maybe a little sample will?

Excerpt: Sledge

Shelby blushes, and this time when she looks away, I don’t think it’s because I’ve messed up. “You’re sweet, you know that?�

Sweet?

Last night I was pounding someone’s face in, and this morning my laundry skills were put to the test because there was blood all over my clothes. I’ve been called a lot of things, but sweet ain’t one of them. Am I reading this wrong? Is this flirting? It’s so much easier at the club. When someone crawls into my fucking lap and shakes themselves in my face, I know what to do. When Havoc or Phoenix find a girl and we take her back for some fun, I know what to do.

With Shelby? I have no damn clue.

I'm going on pure instinct when I slide my hand behind her neck and lean in, brushing my lips against hers. I keep it light, ready to back off if I've read this all wrong. But her lips are so soft and warm, and for the first time in a long time, I want to know what it’d be like to take my time. To taste and tease and savor.

She makes a small, surprised noise, but doesn't pull away, I deepen the kiss, my tongue exploring her mouth. She tastes like chocolate, rich and creamy. What would it be like to taste all of her? Her hands curl into my shirt, and when I press my body to hers, she moans a little and leans into me, letting me feel the way her softness molds to me.

Her fingers dance across my chest and under the edge of my shirt. They're cool against my skin, and her touch is making me stir to life. I can't remember wanting anyone so damn badly before. Playing around is easy, but this is deeper than that. I wanna devour her.

“Sledge,� Shelby sighs my name when I kiss along her jaw and down to her neck. She's clinging to me, and when my hand skims up her side, she pushes into it. “I shouldn't, but� it's been so long and all of a sudden you three are here and it's making me want things again� I just…�

“Don't think. Just feel.� I tell her, nibbling her neck and stroking her side. “Will you let me take care of you?�

Shelby hesitates, but then she nods.

The Screaming Eagles MC is back again in their ninth installment, but don’t worry if you haven’t read the rest. Each one is meant to be readable on its own, though if you want to get to know all the side characters and backstories, the rest will happily bring you up to date!

I’m tingling with nervousness, as always. With so many books under my belt, you’d think I’d be over it, but every single one is a new baby that I hope will grow and thrive and make lots of readers happy, and that’s exciting. And scary!

That being said, I hope you’ll love reading about Scrapper, Reaper and Mack and how they fall for journalism student Mila. She’s determined to get her wrongfully convicted brother out of jail and quickly stirs up a hornets� nest of corruption. Those in power have no qualms about ‘getting rid of her� and she’s lucky she’s got three big, dangerous, head-over-heels fallen for her bikers who are determined to keep her safe.

So if that doesn’t have you ready to go meet them, maybe a little sample will?

Mila

I raise my gaze, finding Mack right in front of me. He still has a hand on my thigh, and takes my hand with the other, to comfort me, I guess.

I lean in and kiss him.

For just a moment, he seems surprised that I took the initiative, but then he meets my kiss passionately. I need contact, I need to feel them against me, just so I can feel human. To feel cradled between all three of their bodies and know that nothing can get at me without getting past them first.

The moment we disconnect, I whirl and find Scrapper. He's ready, capturing my head between his hands and pulling me in. His tongue teases my lips until I open to him and tangle his tongue with mine. I grab his forearms, gripping them as we kiss, pressing myself hard against him.

When I come up for air, gasping like a free diver in the ocean, I turn to Reaper. Our lips meet roughly, and he settles me on his lap so I'm straddling his narrow hips. I wrap my arms around his neck as his fingers dig into my sides, an aching promise that he'll never let me go. A crooked smile forms on his lips as we part.

“What do you need, baby?�

“Just…� All sorts of intrusive thoughts flood me. I draw a shuddering breath, then look right into the darkness in his sexy eyes. “Be good to me. Make me forget, at least for a little while. Make me feel human again.�

“You sure?� Mack asks from right behind me. I press my back into him, leaning back while Reaper starts to pull off my shirt.

“Stop asking. Please.�

When my shirt hits the floor, Scrapper leans in. “We're gonna take care of you,� he says in a harsh whisper. “Now, and after.�

Leaning forward, I put a soft kiss on his lips. “That's all I want.�