Friday, May 22, 2015

Theirs To Cherish by Shayla Black


Wicked Lovers #8
I loved this story and have enjoyed Callie as she popped up in past books in this series. She's a brat sometimes and very mouthy but there's more if a person would just take a second a look. I loved Thorpe from the other books but did not care for Sean until the truth was revealed.

Thorpe loved her since the day she walked into Club Dominion but after he found out who she was he knew there was no way he could be with her. Callie was so hurt by his refusal two years before but did not know what caused it.
Now she has been collared by Sean and has fallen for him but she knows something is up with him and thinks that he is going to kill her. She escapes the club and runs to Logan.  He helps her escape but when Thorpe calls him to find her, he is sorry.  She has people after her and needs help. Sean and Thorpe join together to save her. Who is after her and why?


From the author:

The perfect place for a woman on the run to disappear…
Accused of a horrific murder she didn’t commit, former heiress Callie Ward has been a fugitive since she was sixteen—until she found the perfect hideout, Club Dominion. The only problem is she’s fallen for the club’s Master, Mitchell Thorpe, who keeps her at arm’s length. Little does she know that his reasons for not getting involved have everything to do with his wounded heart…and his consuming desire for her.

To live out her wildest fantasies…
Enter Sean Kirkpatrick, a Dom who’s recently come to Dominion and taken a pointed interest in Callie. Hoping to make Thorpe jealous, she submits to Sean one shuddering sigh at a time. It isn’t long before she realizes she’s falling for him too. But the tender lover who’s slowly seducing her body and earning her trust isn’t who he claims…

And to fall in love.
When emotions collide and truths are exposed, Sean is willing to risk all to keep Callie from slipping through his fingers. But he’s not the only man looking to stake a claim. Now Callie is torn between Sean and Thorpe, and though she’s unsure whom she can trust, she’ll have to surrender her body and soul to both—if she wants to elude a killer…


Excerpt:
“Everything except my name and occupation was the real me. I never lied about how I felt.”

She wanted to believe him. But the truth was, she’d fallen for a charming smile, a fake brogue, and a whole lot of smooth lines. If his tenderness and caring had seemed like more, well . . . wasn’t that the point of winning her trust and breaking her barriers down? 

“Whatever.”

“It’s a lot more than ‘whatever,’ Callie. I swear to you.”

“Even if finding out that Sean wasn’t who he claimed, that doesn’t excuse you for running off without talking to me, pet,” Thorpe jumped in. “What’s your justification there?”

“I didn’t think you knew who I was, so I tried to keep you from this mess. Was I supposed to guess that you cared about me?”

She hadn’t thought it possible, but his face became even more forbidding. “Don’t you ever say that to me again. I sheltered you for four years, Callie. I tried to teach you, help you, comfort you. What part of that indicated to you that I didn’t give a sh*t?”

“I knew you cared as a friend, but I didn’t think you—” She tried to untangle her thoughts as he leaned across the seat toward her. “The night you . . . that it seemed like we were going to . . . you know.” She still hated thinking about that humiliating event. “Then you just walked away and never explained, never touched me again, so—”

“Because I didn’t f**k you, you imagined that I didn’t care anymore?”

“Pretty much, yeah.” She shrugged. “I might have believed that a lover would go out on a limb for me, but not merely a boss or a friend.”

“There are so many things wrong with that statement.” Thorpe cursed, shaking his head.

“Being your lover clearly didn’t give me any extra perks in the trust department,” Sean piped up from the front seat. “In fact, I think you gave me even less than Thorpe.”

“Well, yeah,” Callie defended hotly. “Everything between us was pretense and bullsh*t. Don’t try to convince me that I’ve wronged you.”

“He’s not telling his superiors that you’ve run or that his cover is blown because he’s trying to minimize the chances that the FBI will suddenly want you brought in.”

Maybe that was true, but she wasn’t ready to be less angry. No, hurt. Damn it. “So I’m supposed to thank you for your kind lies? Was it difficult to get hard on command? Was f**king me a chore?”

Sean slapped his palm against the steering wheel. “That’s it. I’ve had enough. Thorpe . . .”

“On it,” he assured the other man. “We’re done with your lack of trust.”

“And your bratty mouth,” Sean added. “Don’t forget that.”

“Absolutely,” Thorpe agreed. “You will apologize this instant to both of us.”

“Like hell! You two don’t like the way I communicate. Guess what? Your style sucks, too. You lie.” 

She pointed at Sean, then turned her stare on Thorpe. “And you clam up.”

Thorpe grabbed her by the arm. “You’ve refused to rely on the men determined to help you.”

“I didn’t ask for help,” she pointed out.

“You’ve refused to apologize, and you’ve insulted us.”

“You insulted me, too. Because I’m going to defend myself, I’m bratty?” She rolled her eyes. “I’m not the only one slinging words around here.”

“I might have lied, lovely, but I didn’t drug you,” Sean reminded darkly.

“And neither one of us stripped for a room full of scum. And it was your third shift in two days?” 
Thorpe raised an intimidating brow at her.

Read more here.

Pages: 386
Published: 2014

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