Defy The Devil (Motorcycle Club, MC, Biker Erotic Romance): Book One in the Sons of Loki Series

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Dixie Billings is your average small town girl facing love and loss with a sense of humor while she slings beers at the local bar. Until one night turns her entire life around. After a chance encounter with a tattooed stranger, Dixie finds herself hunted by faceless men. Who are they and what could they want with her?

Shane Pearson was a member of the outlaw motorcycle club, The Sons of Loki. Now he’s on the run after a gun buy goes bad. His brief meeting with Dixie leads him down a road he never expected to travel. He’s forced into the role of the reluctant hero, torn between his guilt at dragging her into his mess and his growing lust for the difficult Dixie.

As Dixie falls further and further into Shane’s world she’s torn between her fear and desire for the strange, dangerous man she’s become entangled with. What is he hiding? And what clues could the condescending and impenetrable Agent Branson have for her?

This is book one in the Sons of Loki series. It is part of a multi-part story and ends in a cliffhanger to be continued in book two. Reader, be warned!

*Warning: This 17,500+ word erotic romance contains graphic depictions of sex. It is intended for mature audiences only.*

Excerpt: Shane reached behind me and pulled a clean washcloth out of the linen closet. Wetting it with cool water he pressed it gently to my cheek.

“You’re going to have a hell of a bruise.”

“Not half so bad as Skinny.” I said grinning, remembering the way Shane had laid him out.

“I couldn’t just let him touch my girl.” His touch was soft and comforting. I felt like I was falling, so out of control but at the same time there was no fear. Everything was right. If I fell Shane would catch me.

“Your girl?” My voice was quavery with fear and anticipation. Am I really going to do this?
Within seconds he was on his feet pinning me back against the sink. His hands were warm and strong on the curve of my hips his face inches from mine.

“My girl.” His voice was rough and raw with lust. There was no denying it any longer, the attraction between us was as inescapable as a whirlpool taking me deeper and deeper. I needed Shane, I needed his touch, I needed his kiss and I needed him inside of me.

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