Rough(Wolf Ranch #1)
by Renee Rose and Vanessa Vale
Kindle Edition, 200 pages
Expected publication: April 9th 2020
Pack Rule #1: Never reveal to a human.
I broke that rule the day I met the beautiful doctor.
I might be a rodeo champ, but she made me lose my concentration on the back of a bull.
Now the sweet female is on to me since being gored means injury.
When I heal within hours, she knows something’s not right.
My alpha told me to watch her.
Not a problem. I’ll watch her all right. Real close.
I’ll stick to her like superglue. And those human men who want to date her? They’d better step back.
Because the doctor is all mine.
Whether she knows it yet or not.
Excerpt:
My pussy had been in charge in Boyd’s barn and while it got his head between my legs and a fantastic orgasm, that was all. Sure, I’d be using that for my vibrator-time fantasies for the rest of my life, but my bed wouldn’t have Boyd in it because he’d be in some other woman’s.
Tonight, I’d think with my mind, and my pussy would just have to deal. I tossed back the shot, then winced as the biting flavor went down hard and fast.
“Um, Audrey, you didn’t tell me you knew Boyd Wolf,” Becky said, her eyes shifting from me to somewhere over my shoulder where he’d gone. Probably back to his bunny hutch.
“He, uh, got hurt at the rodeo over the weekend. Remember I told you I was going to work the event?”
“Lucky girl,” she replied, leaning in to be heard over the growing crowd and the music.
“Becky! He was hurt,” I countered. I didn’t like anyone to make light of a situation where someone had been injured.
“He doesn’t look hurt to me,” she said, licking her lips. As if she wanted not only a slice but the whole dang chocolate cake.
“His gaggle of girlfriends will take care of him.” I tried to hide the hurt in my voice. I wasn’t ready to tell her about my trip to Wolf Ranch or what happened in the barn.
She slowly shook her head as she sucked on the straw of her iced margarita. “I think he wants you to do that, and I don’t mean heal any wounds he might have. I’m thinking he needs relief of a different kind.”
My mouth dropped open as I stared at her. “I think you’re very wrong.”
She shook her head. “You might have the fancy medical degree, but I know men, and that one wants you. Don’t deny you want him right back.”
I stared at her. She stared at me. Her friends, thank God, were chatting between themselves, and I didn’t have to explain this to them. “Fine. I do want him. But—”
She grinned and cut me off. “I’m so glad to hear that. Hi, Boyd.”
I gasped, spun on my heel. Right there in front of my face was his chiseled chest. Oh. My. God.
My pussy had been in charge in Boyd’s barn and while it got his head between my legs and a fantastic orgasm, that was all. Sure, I’d be using that for my vibrator-time fantasies for the rest of my life, but my bed wouldn’t have Boyd in it because he’d be in some other woman’s.
Tonight, I’d think with my mind, and my pussy would just have to deal. I tossed back the shot, then winced as the biting flavor went down hard and fast.
“Um, Audrey, you didn’t tell me you knew Boyd Wolf,” Becky said, her eyes shifting from me to somewhere over my shoulder where he’d gone. Probably back to his bunny hutch.
“He, uh, got hurt at the rodeo over the weekend. Remember I told you I was going to work the event?”
“Lucky girl,” she replied, leaning in to be heard over the growing crowd and the music.
“Becky! He was hurt,” I countered. I didn’t like anyone to make light of a situation where someone had been injured.
“He doesn’t look hurt to me,” she said, licking her lips. As if she wanted not only a slice but the whole dang chocolate cake.
“His gaggle of girlfriends will take care of him.” I tried to hide the hurt in my voice. I wasn’t ready to tell her about my trip to Wolf Ranch or what happened in the barn.
She slowly shook her head as she sucked on the straw of her iced margarita. “I think he wants you to do that, and I don’t mean heal any wounds he might have. I’m thinking he needs relief of a different kind.”
My mouth dropped open as I stared at her. “I think you’re very wrong.”
She shook her head. “You might have the fancy medical degree, but I know men, and that one wants you. Don’t deny you want him right back.”
I stared at her. She stared at me. Her friends, thank God, were chatting between themselves, and I didn’t have to explain this to them. “Fine. I do want him. But—”
She grinned and cut me off. “I’m so glad to hear that. Hi, Boyd.”
I gasped, spun on my heel. Right there in front of my face was his chiseled chest. Oh. My. God.
About the Author:
USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR RENEE ROSE loves a dominant, dirty-talking alpha hero! She's sold over a half million copies of steamy romance with varying levels of kink. Her books have been featured in USA Today's Happily Ever After and Popsugar. Named Eroticon USA's Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, she has also won Spunky and Sassy's Favorite Sci-Fi and Anthology author, The Romance Reviews Best Historical Romance, and Spanking Romance Reviews' Best Sci-fi, Paranormal, Historical, Erotic, Ageplay and favorite couple and author. She's hit the USA Today list five times with various anthologies.
You can find out more at www.reneeroseromance.com.
Vanessa Vale is the USA Today bestselling author of sexy romance novels, including her popular Bridgewater historical romance series and hot contemporary romances. With over one million books sold, Vanessa writes about unapologetic bad boys who don’t just fall in love, they fall hard. Her books are available worldwide in multiple languages in e-book, print, audio and even as an online game. When she’s not writing, Vanessa savors the insanity of raising two boys and figuring out how many meals she can make with a pressure cooker. While she’s not as skilled at social media as her kids, she loves to interact with readers.
You can find out more about Vanessa at VanessaValeAuthor.com.
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