Savage Sanctuary by Samantha Morgan

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Sons of Sin MC

I thought surviving my past was the hardest thing I'd ever do.

Then I met him.

He wears violence like a second skin, rules his motorcycle club with blood-soaked loyalty, and looks at me like I'm already his. Every instinct tells me to run. Every heartbeat tells me I'm already too late.

Because the more secrets I uncover, the more I realize the monsters hunting me aren't nearly as dangerous as the man willing to burn the world to keep me.

Loving him isn't safe. But neither is leaving.

And in his world, once you're claimed...there's no escape.

 

SONS OF SIN MC SHARED WORLD

Welcome to the Sons of Sin MC, a world of blood, brotherhood, and forbidden desire.

These men rule the road with ruthless fists and merciless hearts. Feared by their enemies, loyal only to their club, they live by a code written in steel and stained in blood. But even the darkest souls can’t outrun fate when it comes in the form of a woman who tests every limit.

In this shared world, each story brings you deeper into the chaos, where danger is constant, loyalty is tested, and passion burns hotter than fire. Dark, gritty, and unapologetically sinful, these motorcycle club romances deliver all the danger and smut you crave.

Step inside the world of the Sons of Sin MC … if you’re brave enough to ride.

 

Excerpt:

“Wren?” he grunted.

I raised a brow in response.

“It wouldn't stop at kissing. Can you handle that?”

“I would love that very much, yes.” I tilted my head slightly. “Now, can you c—”

I didn't get to finish the words because Knox was suddenly in front of me, fingers pressing into the sides of my face and mouth moving against mine. My heart skipped as he pressed kisses over my mouth, asking me to open up. I was only too happy to oblige him.

The kiss started out intense. It was hot and fast, and our emotions were high. His lips moved against me, tongue sinking into my mouth. His hands were all over me, cradling my ass, rubbing my thighs, moving upward to my stomach.

I didn't know where to touch. I couldn't decide whether I wanted to touch his hair or run my fingers through his hair or wrap my hands around his shoulder. I kept trying everything, my head angled as he kissed me senseless. Knox kissed me until I couldn't breathe.

“Bedroom?” he inquired, picking me up effortlessly.

“Yes, please.”

He pushed the door open and marched toward the bed to drop me there. I collapsed onto the bed, and he helped me out of my shoes while I did the rest of my clothes. The moment I was down to my underwear, he stepped back to look at me. Knox ran a hand through his hair, mouth dry.

“Goddammit, you're gorgeous, Wren,” he said, voice hoarse.

I ducked my head shyly. But then he was grabbing my legs, and all the shyness left me. Knox started to kiss up my body, leaving a trail of tingles in its wake.

“You're so beautiful, you know that, right?” he asked as he got to the apex of my thighs, slowly spreading them out for him to see. He leaned down and pressed a kiss against my panties. They were soaked.

“You're so beautiful.” He glanced up, his eyes heavy with lust. “Say the words.”

“I'm so beautiful.”

He nodded. “That's right. You're a beautiful woman. It's a fool someone else made you think otherwise.” As he spoke, his fingers danced over my clit, rubbing me through my panties in circles.

A shudder ran through me, a moan slipping past my lips. I arched my back into the bed, raising my legs and placing them on his shoulders. Knox held me in place as he shifted my panties and slipped two fingers through me.

“Fuck, Knox,” I moaned, eyes closed from the pleasure of his fingers on me. It wasn't long after that it stopped feeling enough, and I needed more. I needed his hands everywhere on me.

“Please, Knox,” I begged.

“Please what?”

“Please touch me?” He obliged me, finishing me off with a moan that nearly tore me apart. Knox shoved his fingers into my mouth, and I cleaned off my essence.

Knox took off the rest of his clothes afterward. I swallowed, my eyes snagging on his length as he moved across the room to grab a condom.

“Let me,” I offered, and he handed it to me.

I sat at the edge of the bed and slowly rolled the condom over him, running my fingers over the length and flirting with the tip. Knox grabbed my hair and pulled me back until I was lying on the bed.

“No more playing around,” he said, just before he lowered himself into me. He groaned, and I gasped. The rest of our moans were drowned by the sound of him moving against me, gently rocking my world. I couldn't look away from him. This—the feeling of getting what I'd spent the past few days yearning for was overwhelming. I wanted it badly. I was writhing beneath him, begging him to thrust faster, move quicker, and he obliged my request.

“Fuck, Knox, thank you,” I wailed, delirious with the feeling of him.

“You like that, baby?”

“I do,” I responded, barely hiding how much. “I like that very much. I like the way you're touching me. I like the way—Oh, shit! Knox.”

I damn near lost it when he moved only to angle himself properly into me, finding the spot that drove me crazy. It was almost too much, except I'd spent my whole life wanting something like this with someone I could trust, and instead of getting that, I'd gotten a real devil.

Before long, I was gasping and consumed by the feeling of him. Knox reached up and unclasped my bra, getting off on watching my tits bounce in tandem with his pace. Occasionally, he would reach forward and squeeze my nipples, nearly sending me over.

“I'm going to—”

“Hold it,” he ordered.

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