Keen Inclination (LoveXtreme)
A Bride for Eight Brothers 4

Professional Reviews

4.5 CHERRIES: "In this fourth book from Abby Blake's series, things get really rough for Mikayla, and for the first time, she isn't just bouncing back. She is back on the new planet with all her husbands, but she just isn't the same spunky woman they all fell in love with. Things have gotten really crazy since news of the mouse tear aphrodisiac leaked to the public. Raiders are landing on the planet daily, and some of the men have to remain on the alert. When Mikayla can't break out of the depression she's been in since the miscarriage, the men decide she needs to visit her doctor back on Earth and maybe also spend some time with her friend Tracey. The doctor discovers that Mikayla has a vitamin deficiency, but there is another problem, a secret she is keeping from her husbands. She is terrified of becoming pregnant again, and doesn't know how to tell them. It doesn't help matters that one of the scientists on the planet has decided to try and take a couple of Mikayla's men away from her, and that Peter's ex-fiancée is making more threats to their happiness. Is it any wonder she begins to doubt whether she is enough for all her husbands? Can the men convince Mikayla she is all they want and need? Can they find a way to stop Peter's ex once and for all? Can Mikayla get her fighting spirit back in time stop things from going wrong? Mikayla has been through a lot in a short while, and it is finally getting to her. Although she loves all eight of her husbands, for the first time she questions whether she made the right choice for them. She is still recovering from her miscarriage, and also has a vitamin deficiency from living off planet for so long. Brock and John take her to Earth to get some much needed rest and relaxation, and to spend time with Tracey. I enjoyed this, because it was more like real life, if real life included eight handsome hunks as husbands. Mikayla is a strong character, but she loses a bit of herself and her confidence with the health problems she has. She becomes overwhelmed, and begins to doubt her own choices. I sympathized with her, and was delighted to see her turn it around toward the end of this story, and begin to show that spark she had in the beginning. Mikayla's husbands are all still totally devoted to her happiness, but, like typical men, they don't get how losing the baby affected her so deeply. I liked that they were willing to give her the space and time she needed to come to terms with things and open up in her own time. Each man brings something different to the relationship, but their love is what will finally get Mikayla through it all. There are some hilarious scenes here, especially when the raiders are exposed to the ‘mouse tears'. Some of the secondary characters are interesting, and I hope to see more of Tracey and her husbands in the rest of this series. Does Mikayla reveal her doubts and fears to the men she loves? You'll have to read Keen Inclination to get the answer. But, as always, this series must be read in order, as these are not stand-alone books." -- Holly, Whipped Cream Reviews

Excerpt

ADULT EXCERPT

Frustrated and needy, she dropped her hand to her clit just wanting to take the edge off, but John saw her, nodded at Brock, and the next thing she knew she was ass up face down over the sofa with her arms stretched out in front of her. She tried to wiggle so that she could press her clit against just about anything, but they held her trapped.

Brock tapped the end of the plug, and liquid warmth burst through her abdomen. He pulled it out a little way and then pushed it back in, then did it again and again, slowly fucking her with the plug. She moaned, but the sound was quickly stopped by John’s cock. He wrapped her arms around his hips and stepped closer, forcing his cock deeper. He held her still, fucking her mouth in the same slow, lazy rhythm Brock was using.

She growled her irritation, but John managed to extricate his cock despite her desperate sucking and near death grip on his thighs. He stepped away.

“Naughty subs don’t get rewards,” Brock warned as he pushed the plug back into place.

“I’ll be good,” she promised but then ruined it by adding in a sexy voice, “very, very good.” John laughed, and Brock landed a slap on her ass. A minute later, she found herself sitting on the most uncomfortable chair in the history of uncomfortable chairs, her hands secured behind her back, her legs tied open, and her clit and ass throbbing.

She growled when Brock turned back to his book and caressed her knee absently. “Be a good sub and I won’t use the O-ring.” Damn, she was frustrated enough that even the thing she despised the most didn’t seem worse than sitting on this chair, on the verge of orgasm, waiting for her husbands to let her come.

“O-ring?” John asked curiously. Brock pulled the despised mouth piece from his pocket and Mikayla nearly choked on how close she’d come to actually wearing the damn thing. She shut her mouth, grinding her teeth together just in case Brock changed his mind.

John looked more than a little curious, and she really, really wanted to tell him not even to think about it. But of course talking now would give Brock the perfect excuse to put the damn thing on her, so she kept quiet and dropped her head down to avoid making demands with her eyes.

“Good girl,” Brock said, obviously aware of her reaction.

They made her wait, but eventually John knelt at her feet and touched her intimately with his tongue. She moaned at the delicious sensation, nearly crying with relief when Brock loosened the straps on her legs and John pulled her pussy closer to his mouth.

Brock stood behind her, playing with her aching nipples as he watched his brother bring her to the brink of orgasm. Her entire body shook, her breathing labored, her back arched, her toes curled, but then John pulled away. She wanted to scream at them, but she bit her tongue because Brock had left that damn O-ring right in her line of vision.

With her arms still secured behind her back, she could only wait helplessly, hopefully begging them with her body without demanding enough to earn the gag.

“Good girl,” Brock said again as he soothed her hair away from her eyes. “Good subs get rewarded.” She tried to hide her relief, but he saw it anyway and ran a soothing hand over her chest and shoulders. “Stand up.” She shuffled to the edge of the seat, grateful to feel Brock’s steadying hand between her shoulder blades. John urged her onto her knees and then eased her forward, lowering her head and shoulders to the floor. He released her wrists from their bindings, helped her move her arms to a more comfortable position, and massaged the tired muscles.

Brock removed the butt plug and left the room for a few moments. When he came back, she could clearly hear the sound of lube as he slicked his cock. The blunt head pressed against her anus, and she eagerly pressed back against him. He slapped her thigh, ordered her to stay still, and then eased into her back passage. She panted as the delicious sting wound dark desire through her. He fucked her carefully, like she was fragile, and she wanted to growl at the slow burn, but when he pulled from her completely, she just wanted to cry.

He moved to the edge of the sofa and lay back. John lifted her off the floor and carried her over to Brock. He arranged her over Brock with her back to his chest. John pushed her knees almost to her shoulders and held her there as Brock worked his cock back into her ass. She sighed with relief as John pushed her legs wide and fit his cock against her pussy.

Their movements started awkwardly, but they soon found a rhythm and fucked her like she hadn’t been fucked in months. Over and over, harder, deeper, each of her men made love to her like she was the only woman in the universe.

She cried out as Brock grabbed her nipples roughly, twisting the sensitive nubs until she melted around the pleasure. He lowered one hand to her clit, and she was lost.