Gunner by Winter Sloane

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Expected release date is 16th Jul 2025
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Iron Sentinels MC, 3

Gunner didn’t do relationships. As the enforcer of the Iron Sentinels, his world was brutal, dangerous, and full of enemies. But when Dawn stumbled into his life, all fire and attitude, she flipped his world upside down. He told himself she was off-limits—too good for a man like him. Then she became his, and nothing would stand in his way to protect her.

Dawn never expected to fall for a biker, let alone one as ruthless and fiercely loyal as Gunner. But just as she starts to feel safe in his arms, her past comes back with a vengeance. Threatened by a stalker who wants to destroy her, Dawn fights to survive, knowing Gunner will come for her. And when he does, there will be no mercy.

 

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Dawn’s fingers curled around his, gripping tight. “I don’t want to be afraid of him anymore.”

“You won’t be,” Gunner promised.

Something in her eyes shifted then, as if some invisible wall she’d been holding up finally cracked. The tension that had been simmering between them since the night they met flared into something hotter, more urgent.

They cleaned up in a comfortable silence, but the air between them buzzed with unspoken words, unacknowledged desires. When they were done, Dawn hesitated before turning to him. “Stay?”

Gunner’s chest tightened. He didn’t need to ask what she meant. The look in her eyes told him everything.

He reached for her, his fingers brushing over her cheek, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “Are you sure?”

Dawn swallowed, nodding. “I want this. I want you.”

That was all the invitation he needed. He closed the distance between them, capturing her lips in a kiss that was slow and deep, meant to savor. She melted against him, gripping his shoulders as he backed her toward the couch. They tumbled onto it together, limbs tangling, mouths exploring.

His hands slid down her waist, over the curve of her hips, and she gasped against his lips. The sound went straight to his gut. He wanted to take his time, to map every inch of her with his hands, his lips, his tongue.

They took their time exploring, touching, reveling in the heat between them. When they finally stumbled to her bedroom, breathless and hungry for more, they took off their clothes.

“Get on the bed,” Gunner ordered, voice a little rough.