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Title: Wicked Bride Games
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Dark Erotic Suspense
Cover Design: Clarissa Wild's Booming Covers
Release Date: January 10, 2017
BLURB
Fifty million dollars for three weeks of your life in the hands of a total stranger. Would you do it?
When Naomi Lee finds herself out of a job and out of the money she needs to pay her father’s medical bills, she receives an anonymous letter, containing an offer she can’t refuse.
Max Marino, a wealthy businessman, wants her and he’ll pay any price.
Three weeks of her time, no holds-barred, in exchange for fifty million dollars.
With no other means to pay her bills, Naomi has no choice but to accept.
However, Naomi isn’t the only one who signs the contract.
And Max isn’t alone in his deal.
Three brothers …
Nine girls …
All competing for the ultimate prize … marriage.
Let the games begin.
WARNING: contains explicit situations, graphic violence, and other disturbing content some readers may find offensive.
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EXCERPTS
#1
His hand is suddenly on my leg, slithering upward. “Tell me you don’t like me.”
“I don’t,” I say with an indifferent voice.
But all he does is burst into laughter.
“You can fool them, but you can’t fool me.” I suppose by them, he means the other girls.
“It’s true,” I add, trying to make it more believable.
His laughter stops, and his face turns dark. “No, it’s not.”
“I hate you,” I say.
His fingers curl around my thigh in a possessive manner. “Lie.”
“What do you want me to say?”
“The truth. Be brave.”
I shrug, trying not to let him get to me, even when he does. “I just want the money that you offered me.”
“Uh-huh …” His fingers inch up even further until they’re right below my pussy. “But you need to marry me for that. And for me to want to marry you … I have to pick you.” He leans in and whispers in my ear, “So you’d better start giving me a reason to want to marry you.”
I suck in a breath as his tongue wets my skin, drawing a line from my ear down my neck. I’m trying not to shudder; honestly, I am, but this motherfucker makes it so hard for me to ignore my body’s response to his touch.
“Admit you like being touched by me … Maybe I’ll pick you if you do,” he whispers, pressing a kiss to my neck.
“Fine. I can’t deny the physical reaction my body has to your advances.” I glance at him sideways. “Happy now?”
His lopsided smile makes me shake my head. How am I supposed to keep resisting his charms when he keeps looking at me like that? Like I’m the only one of the eight girls he really wants to get to know?
“It’s a start …” he muses.
“Why are you so intent on me being attracted to you? Is it that important? I mean you have seven other girls waiting in line, dying to get that fifty million—”
“I don’t want them,” he interrupts, and he reaches for a strand of my hair and tucks it behind my ear. “I want you.”
#2
Her hands are trying to grasp me to roll me over again and get her on top, but I’m not letting her get close. Instead, I pin her to the floor and fuck her even harder. She opens her legs even farther and moans when I take her nipple between my teeth and tug.
I know she likes what I do … but she can’t help always trying to be at the top.
It’s what we do.
Who we are.
Fighters.
Winners.
Conquerors.
And in each other, we’ve found our match.
Her hand reaches between her legs, and she furiously starts masturbating as I fuck her pussy raw. She’s so tight and wet that I lose control, and I close my eyes for just a second to enjoy the sensations.
Only to find me rolling around again and having her end up on top of me. She slams me down on the floor and holds my hand down harder as she swivels around on my cock. She brings her blood-soaked finger to my mouth and makes me suck on it. One of my hands is free, and I use it to flick her clit, making her moan out loud.
A few seconds later, her eyes roll into the back of her head, and I can feel her muscles tighten all around me. Wetness coats my cock, and I come undone.
Howling, I come inside her, my seed pulsing deep into her pussy, just like it should.
She holds my hand in place over her clit, as if to signify that it belongs there. That she’s not only mine, but that I’m also hers.
Breathing heavily, she slowly falls down on top of me, my cock still inside her. She rests her head on my chest, and I listen to her breaths as she listens to my heart. I pet her hair, which is still slick from blood and sweat, and I wonder if this is the best sex I’ve had in my entire life.
“Is it over now?” she mutters suddenly.
I smile as she lifts her head with a curious look on her face. “Yes, it is … and you won.”
#3
I take a sip of my whiskey on the rocks and stare at the crackling fire in front of me. My chair feels like a damn cage, holding me back from where I’m really supposed to be. This room where my brothers scheme and laugh as they play a game of pool on the green table in the back. Their noise distracts me from my goal.
Getting Naomi to submit as quickly as possible and making her pick me.
My grip on the glass tightens as I bring it to my lips and take another sip. This drink is the only thing that relaxes me when I’m stressed as fuck. I can’t help it; when I have to share with my brothers, things always get tense. We always want the same thing. Someone has to lose … and this time, it isn’t going to be me.
“So you’ve got a favorite yet?” Anthony asks Devon as he shoots a ball into the hole.
It takes Devon a while to answer. “No … not particularly.”
“I do …” Anthony muses, playing coy.
“Who?” Devon asks.
“That girl … with the olive skin and dark, thin eyes …” I can see him smile, and it makes me want to smash his face in with my glass.
“Hyun?” Devon makes a face. “I never pegged her to be your type.”
“Nah, the other one …”
I turn my head around the corner and growl, “Stay away from her.”
My brothers both look my way, but only Devon opens his mouth. “What’s your problem?”
“Stay. Away. From. Her.” I just give them the look. That look. The one we’ve learned to respect from one another. The one that says … I’m going to kill you if you touch what’s mine.
AUTHOR BIO
Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author, best known for the dark Romance novel Mr. X. Her novels include the Fierce Series, the Delirious Series, Stalker Duology, Twenty-One (21), Ultimate Sin, VIKTOR, and Bad Teacher. She is also a writer of erotic romance such as the Blissful Series, The Billionaire's Bet series, and the Enflamed Series. She is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories about hot men and feisty women. Her other loves include her furry cat friend and learning about different cultures. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, reading tons of books and cooking her favorite meals.
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