Illicit

I'm an animal, a member of the Sin City Outlaws motorcycle club that isn't capable of human compassion. So I've been told, anyway.

Raven is my club's prisoner. I've been ordered to break her. It should be easy given my violent history. But being this close to a woman—this woman—for the first time in a long time, is like sharing company with the demon Lilith herself.

She's my perfect toy. Filled with a dark rage. Blessed with perfected beauty. Sinfully sweet and wickedly divine. Everything about her solicits the demons inside me. I want to hear her screams. I want those big, dark eyes looking up at me—silently begging me for mercy. I want to be her heaven . . . and her hell.

My desire for her is forbidden. My infatuation is illicit. I'm betraying my club.

And if the wage of my sin is death, then this woman is going to get me killed.

Contains mature themes.

© 2017 Tantor Media (Hljóðbók): 9781541478985

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Hljóðbók: 5 december 2017