Collin Suthers was a kingpin of the underground world. Dealing in all things illegal, he reveled in the depraved acts he committed. But that world is now gone, and in its place is a vicious hell. Being savage is the only way to survive, and a woman who can help alleviate the solitude and isolation that plague him is what he is now after.
Rebecca Shaw is a survivor, but when three men ambush her, she knows she can’t take them all on. Then a stranger shows up and takes them out with little effort. She wonders if this possessive side Collin shows toward her is more dangerous than the savage world itself.
Collin won’t leave Rebecca. He can’t. Even though the world isn’t safe any longer, when it comes to something he wants, he doesn’t give up until it’s his.
And he wants Rebecca.
Cupping the side of her face, he smoothed his fingers over her lips. But she didn’t say anything else, just wrapped her hand around his length. A strangled noise left him when she parted her lips, and took the head into the hot, wet confines of her mouth. Collin reached out and wrapped his hand around her hair, closed his eyes, and let his head fall back on his neck. She took as much as she could, hollowed out her cheeks, and relaxed her throat.
“Fuck, Rebecca. God, you are sucking my cock so damn good, baby.”
She made a humming noise around him, and he groaned. The head of his erection nudged the back of her throat, but she didn’t give up. Over and over she brought him to the brink of coming, but it was when she reached down and took his balls in one hand, gave them a squeeze that bordered on pain, that Collin had to stop or he’d come and this would be over before it fucking started. Taking hold of her shoulders and pulling her to her feet, the sound of his dick coming free from the tight suction of her lips sounded erotic as hell. Her lips were swollen and red, and a surge of proprietary need slammed into him. He had made her mouth look like that.
Collin took her mouth in a brutal kiss at the same time he used his body to move her back until she was pressed against the wall. Sliding one of his hands behind her, down her back, and over the mound of her ass, he groaned against her mouth and squeezed one globe. He panted against her mouth, and squeezed again, and again, and on the third time he loosened his hold, knowing he needed to back off or he’d end up putting bruises on her pretty skin.