Brick, a bear shifter and the Sergeant at Arms for the Grizzly MC, is a recluse and bastard by all accounts. With an ugly past, and a scar to match, he is content with using club whores to pass the time. But then he sees Darra, a stripper and the only female that makes his cold, dead heart beat again.
Darra Strand has a past filled with emotional and physical pain, but she is stronger because of it. When someone threatens her, a savior comes in the form of an angry, scarred, and heavily muscled biker named Brick.
But when the MC has to go on a run out of state to help another charter, Brick is forced to leave Darra behind. A club rival decides the time for retaliation toward the Grizzlies has come. But Darra is Brick’s and anyone that hurts her is as good as dead.
Be Warned: anal sex, rimming, spanking
Brick slammed Darra against the wall of his apartment and took her mouth in an all-consuming kiss. They had left dinner behind at the bar. After the kiss she had given him, and her words of how they needed tonight to forget about the pain and their past, Brick had taken her back to his place.
He speared his hands in her hair, tugged at the strands hard enough that she was forced to tilt her head back and accept his hard kiss. But she gave as good as she took, and the sting of pain from her biting his tongue and lips, and the burn of her nails digging into the bare flesh of his biceps, had his cock getting so damn hard that it hurt. He groaned against her mouth, and a grunt left him when she bit him hard enough that the metallic flavor of his blood slammed along his tongue. He pulled back, and took in the sight of her mouth. Her lips were parted, swollen and lightly colored with his blood. He leaned in and swiped his tongue along the bottom swell of her lips to lick it off.
“I should go slow and easy with you.”
She was shaking her head before he even finished talking. “I don’t want slow and easy. I want it rough and hard, and I want to feel like I am the only one for you. I want my memories to be consumed by the sight, smell, and feel of you.” She leaned in this time and tugged at his bottom lip with her teeth. “I want to forget about everything that doesn’t concern what is happening right now.” She pulled back, and the hard look in her eyes told Brick that his female was strong. “I want to replace my nightmares with memories of you. Can you give me that, Brick?”
They were both breathing hard and fast. He moved away only long enough to reach behind her, curve his hands under the crease of her ass, and lift her so she was forced to wrap her legs around his waist. But he wanted her naked, now, and under him on his bed.
Brick turned around and strode down the hallway and toward his room. Once inside he slammed the door closed with his foot and set her on the ground. His bear wanted out, paced back and forth, clawed at his insides, and needed to feel Darra to writhe beneath them. He was a hungry bastard, but the only thing that would sate his appetite was her. He was about to fucking have her in every way imaginable. But before he could even tell her to take her clothes off, she was stepping up to him and pulling off his cut. Before it fell to the ground he grabbed it and set it on the dresser. Then she went to work on his shirt, and as much as he wanted to rip their fucking clothes off and plunge his cock right into the hot depth of her pussy, he let her take this one moment of control. And that was all it would be, because once they were naked and she was on his bed, Brick was going to devour her.