Desert Rebels MC

He can't resist her. She can't refuse him. Lies will rip them apart.As enforcer of the Desert Rebels Cole's job is to protect his MC. A favor for a friend has them taking in a young woman they think is trying to get away from a crazy ex. Turns out she's lying. When the truth comes out, so does trouble to the club. Cole wants Raven, but will their insane attraction to one another be enough to overcome the deception and give them a chance at happiness?

Bull plays as hard as he works in the MC, and he likes his life just the way it is. No commitments and a different woman in his bed every night. But a sweet little nurse catches his attention and before he knows it he's dealing with more than just trouble in the club.ExcerptI found his crooked grin a turn-on, and I scolded myself for letting my libido get out of hand. The waitress showed up with our beers, and I noticed that a couple more buttons had been undone on her uniform. I watched Bull to see if he noticed, and just as I'd expected, his eyes dropped from her smiling face to the deep cleavage she had on display. When she bent over to set his beer down her boobs practically popped out of her top.I rolled my eyes internally and brushed off the mild unexpected jealousy I felt. The man was not even my type, but then my type hadn't been working out for me so well lately. The waitress moved to set my beer down, all the while keeping her eyes on Bull."Thanks for the beer," I said, because I'd been taught to be polite. "And the view."Bull had just taken a drink and practically snorted out his first mouthful. The woman's smile dropped and her head snapped my way. Our eyes met as she straightened up. I kept the friendly smile on my face, undaunted by the sharpness turning her eyes to stone. What, did she think she wasn't being obvious?"I'll be right back with your meals." She spun around and left.I caught the humor in Bull's eyes. "She doesn't know that we're not together. What gives her the right to come on to you like that?" I laughed softly, reaching for my beer. "She'll probably spit in my food now."His deep chuckle caused goose bumps to run down my spine. "Hate to burst your bubble, Sprite, but she knows we're not together."My smile disappeared. "Why? Is she your girlfriend?"He shook his head. "She knows my type.""And what's your type?""Not you."*Recommend series be read in order: Cole, Demon, LD, Sax, and Bull

For years Lulu hid out with the Desert Rebels as one of their club whores. A sweetheart to everyone, and a favorite with the brothers. But now the time has come for her to choose her own path and pay her own way. With their help she leaves her whoring days behind to start a new life. Brody Savage is an assassin who works both sides of the law. He doesn't have time for messy relationships and prefers one-night-stands. He's had his eye on Lulu for years. But as long as she belonged to the club he wouldn't touch her. Now she's fair game and he plans to do more than just touch her. He wants her for himself. Excerpt - Brody moved so fast I didn't hear him coming. The next thing I knew he'd pushed me up against the wall and covered me with his body. I caught my breath as I found the front of my body crushed against the wall, and turned my head sideways in order to breathe. "The only whore here is you," he grated roughly against my ear. "I don't want to hear what you're used to. You don't know anything about me, and all that changes right now." I felt his lips murmur the words against my ear, the warmth of his breath causing a shiver of need through my body. I hadn't been with anyone for the better part of a year, and loving sex the way I did, Brody's overwhelming closeness was turning me on. It didn't surprise me, even knowing that we didn't like each other. Since when did liking someone have anything to do with fulfilling a sexual hunger? I bumped my hips back as if trying to dislodge him, but all it did was reveal how f**king hard his dick was against my ass. I caught his hiss as he thrust right back against me. "What do you want?" My words came out in a husky rasp. I wasn't afraid of him, only of what he made me feel. I liked rough, take-charge men that took what they wanted. It was a good thing, because I'd surrounded my life with them. But Brody was different. Not in the way he was dominating me, but in the way that I felt for him. I wanted to hate him. He ran his mouth up and down the side of my neck, grinding his dick into my ass. "I want you, Hellcat. And someday soon I'm going to f**k you. So you might as well get ready, because when that day comes, you'll never be the same."