Abel Denton loves to fuck, loves to kill—and now he has found the woman destined to be his. The only problem? She thinks he’s a creep. Okay, he did go and snatch her off the dance-floor, and he may have felt her ass, and pretty much told her that she belonged to him, but what’s the problem?
Harper cannot believe that Abel will not take no for an answer. He has all the stalker tendencies, not good even in a book boyfriend, and she knows all about them. But then, Abel turns out to be really good company, and she likes him.
On the spur of the moment, Harper finds herself married to Abel Denton, more to prove to herself she’s fun than for any other reason. But when she is with him, everything else fades away. Can this attraction become love?
The problem with marrying a stranger is you don’t know anything about him. Abel’s life is a secret, but Harper trusts him as much as she can. However, when his work comes home and almost kills her, Harper has to make a choice. Can she stay with a man who kills people for his family? Or will she run from the only love she has ever known?
Be Warned: spanking
“It really was love at first sight.”
She didn’t say anything. Instead, she stared into his hazel eyes, and found herself drowning in his gaze. He was the most handsome man she’d ever seen, and he was so caring. “I’m going to do dinner.”
“I haven’t kissed you since you told the priest you’d be my wife.”
She swallowed past the lump in her throat. “You haven’t tried to kiss me.”
“I belong to you, Harp. You can kiss me whenever you want. You’re the virgin here.”
Harper was the virgin, and at times she wished she wasn’t. She wanted him in ways that a virgin shouldn’t want a man, and yet she did. There were nights she lay in bed, wondering what he was doing, what he was thinking. Harper hadn’t been comfortable sharing a bed, so they slept in two separate ones.
“There are things you’re going to have to let me know you’re ready for.”
“Why haven’t you just taken what you wanted?”
“And make you hate me? I intend for us to be married a long time. For that to happen, I want you to love me, Harp.”
“What about you loving me?” she asked.
“What makes you think I don’t already?”
She gasped. What was she supposed to say to that?
Abel was always saying things that completely confused her, and took her by surprise. Licking her lips, she reached out, taking hold of his shirt, and bunching it up in her first. Going onto her tiptoes, she kissed his lips. It was quick, short, and that simple touch had her so wet.
Stepping back, she looked at him.
“You can do better than that,” he said.
“You want me to teach you how to kiss?”
“You clearly don’t like the way I do it.”
Harper gasped as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her flush against him. His hands gripped her ass, much in the same way that he had done at the nightclub in the casino. “You’re perfect.”
He slammed his lips down on hers, and all thought fled her mind as he melted her to the spot. Abel ran his tongue across her bottom lip, seeking entry, and she gave it to him, without a second thought. This was what scared her as well. With the simple touch of his hands, he seemed to be able to hypnotize her. There was no other thought to her, other than what he was doing. She never wanted him to let go, and never had she known someone to have that kind of power over another person.
His hands moved from her ass, gliding up her back to sink into her hair, holding her close. Her pussy was on fire. Instead of pushing him away like she always did throughout her entire life, she gripped him even harder against her. The hard ridge of his cock pushed against her stomach, and she wanted him.
Abel pulled away first. “Damn, babe, you’re making it hard for me right now. I want you.”