Titan
(Hades Abyss MC, #5)
Published by: Changeling Press
Publication date: October 16th 2020
Genres: Adult, Contemporary,
Delilah — I love my family. I really do. But having three older brothers and an overprotective father doesn’t make it easy to have a life. They’ve run off every guy I’ve ever tried to date. It’s time I made a life of my own, even if that means I have to leave home to do it. I never thought I’d end up in yet another town with a motorcycle club, or that I’d be working out of their clubhouse as a webcam girl. I enjoy the freedom, and the money. No one would ever believe I’m technically a virgin. I haven’t even been really, truly kissed much less done anything else with a guy before. When the club President, Titan, kissed me, then issued a challenge, how could I possibly refuse?
Titan — I no longer looked at the girls frequenting the clubhouse the same way I had before. Being a dad changed my perspective, especially since I had a daughter. I still had fun, but it had lost its appeal. Then she walked in. Too young. Too innocent. Until she asked to join the webcam girls. The thought of strange men watching her made my hands clench. It was safer if only I had access to the feed, or so I told myself. Really, I’m just being a possessive bastard. Delilah will be mine, whether she realizes it or not. One kiss is all it takes for me to know she belongs to me. When she’s taken, I know I’ll do whatever it takes to get her back, and I’ll bury anyone who’s hurt her. Delilah is mine, and I will kill to protect her.
WARNING: This book contains strong language, graphic sex and violence, and spanking. There are scenes some may find difficult to read. It also has a dog who’s too smart for his own good, a sweet yet sassy heroine, and a hero who knows there’s nothing more valuable than love and family.
When Harley is writing, her motto is the hotter the better. Off the charts sex, commanding men, and the women who can't deny them. If you want men who talk dirty, are sexy as hell, and take what they want, then you've come to the right place.
Harley Wylde is the "wilder" side of award-winning science fiction/paranormal romance author Jessica Coulter Smith. For fans of Gay Erotic Fantasy Romance, Harley/Jessica also writes as Dulce Dennison.
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ADULT
EXCERPT
© 2020, Harley Wylde
I quickly cleaned myself up and shut down my computer before
exiting my office. The rooms where the girls held their shows had a small
bathroom where they could shower and change after. I didn’t lurk in the hall
like a creeper, but I did stick to the end of the bar nearest the rooms while I
nursed a beer. When Delilah came out, her cheeks rosy and a smile on her lips,
I wanted to wrap her in my arms and kiss the hell out of her.
“Have a good show?” I asked with a wink.
Her smile broadened. “Always. I wasn’t too loud, was I?”
“If you get a salute from every guy in here, then it just
means you’re doing your job right. We don’t have to watch. Just listening to
you is enough to make men want to fuck you.”
Her cheeks went crimson and she ducked her head, but not before
I saw a pleased little grin on her lips. She was a contradiction. Bold and
sassy enough to do a live webcam show of her getting herself off for money, but
in person she seemed almost shy at times. It was cute as fuck, just like her. I
reached out and ran my fingers through her hair, unable to help myself.
“I like it,” I said. When she’d first arrived, her hair had
been a medium brown, not too far off from the color of my hair. Since I’d last
seen her, she’d dyed it black with purple streaks. It made her look as pale as
Snow White, and her vivid blue eyes stood out even more.
She came a little closer, her fingers tightening on the
strap of her bag giving an indication she might be nervous. “Thank you. Not
just for the compliment, but for giving us a safe place to work. I know the
club takes a cut, but it’s better than trying to do this at the apartment. I’d
be scared someone would find me.”
“Not going to let anything hurt you, angel.” I stroked my
finger down her nose, then leaned back a little so I wouldn’t be tempted to do
far more. Shit. She had to be half my age. The fact she never tried to get a
drink, other than asking for a bottle of water or a soda, made me wonder if she
was even twenty-one. I knew she was legal or she wouldn’t be able to do the webcam
show at all.
Missy had come to us with the idea a year ago and she’d
hashed out the details with the club officers. We got twenty percent from each
girl to not only offer protection, but Missy also paid Wizard to set up the
site and the programming required for it to work. The woman had started her own
company and she’d been smart about it. For a fee, Wizard tracked all the people
using the site and made sure it remained operational. How she handled payment
to the girls working for her was her business and hers alone.
I always felt bad taking any money from Delilah. Hell, I was
the only one paying her. When she paid her twenty percent each week, it was
like she’d paid me to watch her get off. Shit. And now I was getting
hard again.
“I also wanted to thank you for not… not making me feel
like…” She bit her lip and looked away.
“Like a whore?” I asked.
She gave a jerky nod and glanced at me. “I know what I’m
doing isn’t exactly conventional. Some guys might consider it prostitution and
think they had a right to take what they wanted. I feel safe here. No one ever
says anything bad to me. The few who do make remarks are always teasing.”
“You know Missy comes here even when she’s not doing her
show, right?” I asked. I wasn’t so sure my brothers were only teasing. Delilah
was hot as hell and I knew every damn one of the men in my club would gladly
have her on her back, bent over a table, or on her knees. Then I’d have to bust
their damn heads. I’d already started to think of her as mine, even though we
seldom interacted with one another. They knew how I felt about her, but it
didn’t mean they didn’t want her just the same.
“Yeah, she said she likes to party with the club. She’s
tried to get me to come with her.”
I straightened, towering over her. “Don’t come to the
parties at the clubhouse. You hear me, Delilah?”
Her eyes went wide, and she paled a little before anger
tightened her features. “I’m not a child, Titan. If I want to attend a party, I
will. It’s why I left home, so I could have a life. I didn’t trade one dad for
another.”
Ouch. “Dad? You think I’m your second daddy?”
She visibly swallowed and tried to take a step back, but I
reached out and grabbed hold of her arm, yanking her toward me. I leaned down,
and my gaze locked with hers.
“Then maybe I ought to turn you over my knee and spank you.”
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