BLURB COMING SOON
Millie Jones: Eccentric recluse. Porn addict. All around hot mess. In other words, the last person Bishop Sullivan would normally shack up with. But he’s about to be homeless and unemployed, thanks to a bad breakup with his ex. Taking on the role of Millie’s live-in assistant and general craziness wrangler might not be the ideal solution to his problems, but at least it can’t make things worse.
*cue Satan’s laughter*
Mastermind behind the popular adult entertainment website, Kinky Jones, Millie built an empire off of her favorite pastime. Not only does she get to feed her porn addiction to her heart’s content, it allows her to avoid real relationships and the inevitable pain of being rejected because of her quirks.
The last thing she wants is a roommate—even if he is a gorgeous Irish stud muffin—but after suffering injuries from a freak dumpster diving accident (Don’t ask) she’s forced to make the dreaded offer to Bishop. As the younger brother to two kinkier than hell gigolos, you’d think he wouldn’t be so sexually repressed. (Seriously, has the man never seen a woman doing the two-finger taco tango before? That’ll teach him to walk in on her without knocking first.) Only...with the intense chemistry sizzling between them lately, the idea of them doing a little mattress mamboing together suddenly doesn’t sound insane. What does, though? Giving her heart to Bishop when there’s no possible way he could love a train wreck like her. And especially not when he’s planning to move back home to Ireland.
The only option for two complete opposites who have a wicked case of kinky jones for each other, and no hope for a future? Hit it and quit it. Only problem? There’s no Twelve Step program for this addiction...
Commitment—a four letter word in Shane Morgan’s book. Forsake his blissful wolf bachelorhood to shackle himself to one woman? Hell, might as well neuter him while you’re at it. He’s avoided the mate bond his whole life and has no plans of changing that status. Ever. Particularly not for a prissy and bossy lynx shifter who smells like his favorite meal.
When he’s tasked with playing live-in bodyguard to Kinsey Prescott—aforementioned delectable midnight snack—his resolve is hit with the ultimate test. Their forced close quarters have him questioning his sanity and willpower. And that’s before Kinsey goes into heat.
Werewolves. Can’t live with them, for damn sure. They shed, leave the toilet seat up, and have a bad habit of walking around in the buff. That last part is especially irksome, considering how Shane is built like a sex god... and she’s on a strict diet of abstinence when it comes to players. After seeing firsthand the heartache her mom went through being married to one, Kinsey wants no part of it.
Now if only her hormones would get on board with that plan.
Repressed desires and insatiable appetites collide, and Kinsey and Shane don’t stand a chance of resisting the urge to take a big ole lusty bite out of each other. But with a dangerous enemy threatening Kinsey’s safety, her heart isn’t the only thing on the line. Her entire survival is at stake. And one alpha werewolf Casanova will have to race against time to save her.