Today I am so pleased to welcome Paulina Ian-Kane to Joyfully Jay. Paulina has come to talk to us about a new release, Six. Paulina has also brought along a great giveaway. Please join me in giving a big welcome!
Lori’s high whistle makes me jump. “Hello, lumbersnack Daddy.”
I follow the direction of his lusty eyes and abruptly let out a loud “No!” The sound of my hand crushing the empty burger wrapper resounds inside the car.
“Jesus! Are you trying to give me a heart attack?” He presses his hand on his chest and stares at me with his mouth wide open.
I swear under my breath. “He’s off limits, Lori.” Because fuck, I don’t want my beautiful and lively best friend around him.
“Are you calling dibs?” he asks.
“Can’t,” I mumble.
“Oh, you don’t think he’s loud and proud on Team Dick?”
Lori’s gaze goes back to Hulk, who has stopped near a huge beat-up pickup, placing his shopping bags under the plastic sheet covering the bed of the truck.
“Even if he wasn’t, I’d enjoy trying to turn him,” he purrs.
“Lori, I know he likes dick!” I growl, wanting him to stop imagining being fucked by Hulk. I know he’s doing it. Because that’s what I’ve been doing since the first time I saw him fighting in the ring, all rugged and ripped.
“How the hell…? Hold the fuck on! You shagged him?” He sounds stunned.
“Hey, you don’t think I could get him?” I ask, kind of offended by his surprised tone.
“I’m so bloody relieved. I thought I had to scatter your sex life ashes in Lake Michigan!” He closes his smooth hands on my face and makes his lips quake in a fake tremble.
“Cut it out. I only blew him.” I shake his blue fingernails off my cheeks.
“His dick must be huge, if it’s proportionate to the massive rest of him. And your jaw still moves properly. You make Papa Lori very proud.” He pats my shoulder in a ridiculous, satisfied way.
But he’s right, Hulk’s cock is a monstrous beauty. I haven’t stopped dreaming about getting fucked by that gorgeous thing. Torn in two while sitting on it and feeling it punch all the way into my guts. God, that cock is gigantic perfection. The perfect shape. The perfect length. Perfect girth. It fits gorgeously in my mouth.
Lori closes his empty food container and places it on the back seat before angling his head toward Hulk again. “He’s a giant. He can look two-stories tall if I squint.”
I snort, jabbing his side with my elbow. Hulk gets inside his car, and I immediately miss the sight of his colossal figure. All of a sudden I’m assaulted by a strange foreboding apprehension of never seeing him again. Perhaps that’s why I abruptly yell, “Follow him!”
“What? You want me to follow the son of King Kong and that lovely young lady he got frisky with on top of the Empire State Building?” Lori’s high-pitched voice is dripping with incredulity and…excitement. God help us all.
Angels of Wrath, Book 2
Oliver “Ollie” Truman
My purpose in life has always been to protect my little brother. And the only way to do that is to do what my dirtbag of a father says—easier said than done. So my plan is to save enough money to grab our backpacks and leave these miserable days behind us. There’s no harm in having a little fun in the meantime though, is there? And the growling beast who flattens his opponents with a single punch looks like a perfectly hot diversion to me.
The crowd calls him Hulk. Dark intense eyes, large hands, scarred back, huge rocky pecs, thick arms, and tree-trunk thighs. And the bulge in his pants is not a mirage, a very proportionate…appendage.
He growls, I snort. He rejects me, I stalk him. He threatens me, I kiss him. He orders me around, I…that depends, are we in or out of bed?
His broody, rough demeanor dares me to get closer, and his crude, hard words turn me on like nothing ever before. My sassy mouth has gotten me in trouble more times than I can count but he seems to have found a very delicious way to shut me up.
But when I discover his protective side? His possessiveness? The secrets? The rage and destruction?
Can two broken souls find their missing pieces among the dark, bloody, jagged ones?
WARNING-This is not a sci-fi angel story, unless you see eager vigilantes with a dark side as angels.
This is an action packed romance with an HEA and no cliffhangers. It features an over the top posses-sive mountain of a man, and a bratty, determined twunk with a sassy mouth. There’s violence, blood, torture (only of very bad people), dark humor, amazing side characters and very rough, spicy scenes. Morality’s grey area is quite stretched in this story. Please check the triggers at the beginning of the book.
This is book two in the Angels of Wrath Series. Each book follows a different couple.
I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t reading a book. Whether it was sci-fi, romance or a detective story didn’t matter, because it was the perfect way to escape from reality for a little while. When I wasn’t reading, I was imagining my own stories, and after a while I started writing them, hoping to give other people that little escape I still enjoy so much.
My books are filled with dark humor, sexy, kinky scenes, obsessed, possessive, protective MCs, and always have happy endings.
I live in Japan with my two kids and my stinky, super cute Frenchie.
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