Fans of MC romances will not be disappointed in this latest in the Knights Rebels series. River Savage delivers a all of the elements that fans of this series have to come to love. She packs the punches with her extreme alpha with a spot-spot and heart of gold, the gritty, rough around the edges lifestyle, large dose of heat. sexual tension and chemistry and a female who is able to handle all that is thrown her way.
After many glimpses of Beau and what he does throughout the previous books, I have to say that I was excited to finally get into the mind of this overly closed off character. And even though fans have been waiting a while to unravel the enigma that Beau is, you will not be disappointed.
I love that River is not afraid to writing about situations that push the boundaries. I should warn that this book covers the very dark and traumatic subject of abuse and if it is a trigger for you then I recommend that this might not be the book for you. Yet, while River does touch on these sensitive topics she does it in a way that draws your emotions into the story and at times you are left felling raw and hollowed out. But it is her ability to be able to draw you into these experiences that make it all worthwhile.
There is nothing I love more than a man brought to his knees by a woman unexpectedly. The transformation through to showing his true personality under that hard exterior is awesome. There is also no denying that I love my alpha males. Without a doubt, Beau is this personified. The man is walking sex on legs with his long hair/man bun and beard. But it was his “protective” nature that made him in this book for me. That he was able to finally let down some walls and accept aspects of his life, all because of Mackenzie, elevated him to one of my favorite of all the men in this series.
The transformation of Mackenzie throughout this book was captured beautifully by River. I was drawn into her plight to find herself and live a normal. fear free life. That her character was able to evolve in a way that was true to the storyline and situation was portrayed so well, that I felt at times I was going through the angst with her.
The heat level in this book was off the charts. The building of the tension between Beau and Mackenzie was combustible. So when they finally got together I thought that the pages were going to literally catch alight it was that explosive. And yeah, I am a massive fan of dirty talk and Beau delivers time and time again throughout.
I recommend this book to all lovers of the MC sub-genre. It delivers from every angle and captures the nature of this type of story perfectly. The book was well written and I flew through the pages. You definitely get a book that is worth every penny and then some. A top MC read for sure.
“Kenzie, I’m heading out. Will you be all right on your own?” I call out to her but receive no reply. Her door is ajar a few inches, so I knock, letting the force push it open further.
She is standing there. Her pert tits take my attention first and instantly my cock stirs back to life. She doesn’t stop to cover herself and I don’t look away.
“I’m heading out.” I manage some cough mumble thing, my throat becoming dry. She doesn’t say anything and her eyes don’t leave me. I should turn away, let her change in private, but I’m lost in the sight of her.
The soft glow of her bedside lamp highlights her against the dark room but even from this distance, I can see every one of those goose bumps glazing her skin.
We continue to stand silent for what feels like hours, until the soft whisper of her nightgown falling to the floor shocks me back, like the first momentary sonic boom that fills the skies on a Fourth of July weekend. My eyes follow its descent, pausing at the lace covering her pussy.
Jesus, fuck, turn around, man.
I swallow past my hunger and try to will myself to leave, but fail when her fingers hook into the side of her lace panties.
“Mackenzie, don’t.” My warning comes out strangled, my resolve slipping, but it doesn’t stop her. She continues to undress, sliding her panties down her legs then stepping out of them, leaving her completely exposed to me.
She’s beautiful. Fucking perfect. Every fucking inch of her. But there’s an innocence to her. One touch, one taste is going to destroy me.
What the fuck is wrong with you, man? Go to her. Fucking take her.
“Darlin’,” I say with a heavy breath, forcing my eyes away from her naked body and back up to her face. Her pink, plump lips, swollen from our kisses, slightly part as she draws in a long breath.
“You’re making this really fucking hard to stay away.” My voice cracks as my gaze catches her hand sliding between her legs.
“If you’re not going to help me, then leave.” Her voice is barely a whisper as her finger slips between her pussy lips disappearing from view. And fuck it turns me on.
Before I realize what I’m doing, my legs carry me to her. Not giving it a second thought, I slap her hand away from her pussy and pull her naked body to me. She comes willingly, a small cry filling the room at my touch.
“Fuck,” I groan, knowing I’m close to losing control. “I need you to think this through, darlin’. Be real fucking sure, ‘cause once we start, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop,” I tell her when her chest hits mine.
“I’ve never wanted anything more, Beau.” My name coming from her lips in a plea cancels out all my reservations, and before I can comprehend what’s happening, I have her on her back on the bed.
Pulling off my cut and shirt in record time, I flip the button of my jeans. Mackenzie comes up on her elbows and watches as I lose my jeans.
“Holy shit, you have it pierced.” She looks down at my cock, intrigue turning to wonder.
“I have two.” I point to the Apadravya piercing. The small barbell runs through the head of my penis. I then pull to show her the Frenum piercing on the underside of my cock.
“Did they hurt?” She bites her lip, her eyes not leaving the piercing.
“I survived. Had it done years ago.” She nods but doesn’t say anything.
“You keep looking at me like that and I don’t think I’ll last long,” I admit. Her inquisitive eyes move from my piercing up to my face and I realize it wouldn’t matter what way she looked at me. I’m wound up so fucking tight from not having my cock in a woman for God knows how long, I’m not going to last long regardless.
“Like what?” She looks back down at my cock and it bounces its own hello.
“Like you want to wrap your mouth around my dick and milk it dry,” I offer the visual, the picture playing out in my mind.
Yep, there is no way I’m going back on this, now.
“No one has ever spoken to me like this before.” Her teeth graze her bottom lip, and I don’t know if she’s afraid of me, or fucking turned on.
“You want me to stop talking to you this way?” I ask, placing a knee down on the bed and moving over her.
“I don’t think so.” She lays back, her dark hair spilling around her.
“You don’t think so? It’s a yes or no question, darlin’.” I keep my eyes on her, like I need to memorize every inch of her body.
“No,” she answers instantly.
“Then I won’t.”
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