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Clash (Book 2): Nomad Devils MC, #2
Clash (Book 2): Nomad Devils MC, #2
Clash (Book 2): Nomad Devils MC, #2
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This is book 2 of the Nomad Devils MC romance series! Book 3 is available everywhere now!

He kept me bound tight so he could take me like an animal.

MELISSA

Whether by hook or by crook, I'm coming to whip these thugs back onto the right side of the law.

Starting with Asher Hudson, president of the Nomad Devils MC.

Asher is responsible in one way or another for just about every illegal thing that takes place on or near the streets of Sin City.

He's as dangerous as they come.

And there's nothing more dangerous than a deadly man with the body of a god.

Asher is packing serious HEAT, and he knows how to use it.

His suave and cunning have kept the Nomad Devils MC on top for far too long.

I came here to put an end to his reign of terror.

But I might've bitten off more than I can chew.

Because when a sting operation goes wrong, I find myself firmly in the devil's grasp.

Bound and hooded, I'm handed to Asher as both prisoner and prize.

But I'm about to discover that underneath the tattoos and the violence is a man whose dangerously sexy charm might redefine everything I've ever known.

And he might break me in the process.

***

She ended up in his grasp – but if you love alpha male bad boy bikers, then that's not such a bad place to be! And the MC president at the heart of this story is one of the sexiest bikers you'll ever come across. In CLASH, the hottest MC romance from bestselling motorcycle club romance author Claire St. Rose, you are about to find the steamiest, sexiest, darkest, dirtiest new adult contemporary romantic thriller suspense you've ever read. So what are you waiting for? Dive in!

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Release dateDec 14, 2019
ISBN9781393930181
Clash (Book 2): Nomad Devils MC, #2

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    Clash (Book 2) - Claire St. Rose

    Clash: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Nomad Devils MC Book 2)

    By Claire St. Rose

    He kept me bound tight so he could take me like an animal.

    MELISSA

    Whether by hook or by crook, I’m coming to whip these thugs back onto the right side of the law.

    Starting with Asher Hudson, president of the Nomad Devils MC.

    Asher is responsible in one way or another for just about every illegal thing that takes place on or near the streets of Sin City.

    He’s as dangerous as they come.

    And there’s nothing more dangerous than a deadly man with the body of a god.

    Asher is packing serious HEAT, and he knows how to use it.

    His suave and cunning have kept the Nomad Devils MC on top for far too long.

    I came here to put an end to his reign of terror.

    But I might’ve bitten off more than I can chew.

    Because when a sting operation goes wrong, I find myself firmly in the devil’s grasp.

    Bound and hooded, I’m handed to Asher as both prisoner and prize.

    But I’m about to discover that underneath the tattoos and the violence is a man whose dangerously sexy charm might redefine everything I’ve ever known.

    And he might break me in the process.

    CHAPTER 1

    I 'm not them, his voice was loud and firm, startling her. She hadn't even heard him walk up the hallway. I don't give a fuck what you think based on what happened years ago, but I'm not them.

    For the first time since she'd been free from binding, Melissa was a little frightened and a lot turned on.

    I just meant—

    Meant what? He spun towards her. First of all, in your own words. I am the leader. Remember? Worst one around? His eyes glowed with anger, but a light teased at the corner. Second, you don’t get to speak to me that way. Not in my own home.

    I can speak any way I want! I'm a grown woman, not a child!

    Then by all means, speak, he taunted.

    You have no right to talk to me this way. I did nothing wrong!

    What are you going to do about it, Agent Fuller? he stepped closer.

    Suddenly she froze, realizing what she was doing. What he was doing.

    Nothing.

    I'm sorry?

    Nothing, sir.

    Melissa had come to realize that this was what made him tick. He was turned on by the power. What was it that she’d heard once? Everything is about sex except sex. Sex is about power.

    On your knees, he ordered firmly and she did as he told her.

    Kneeling before him wasn't as demeaning as one would expect. Instead it gave her a thrill. As if she were there to serve him, to be beneath him. He would tower over her and control her actions. But there was a thrill to it. And when it was over, he would sit and talk to her again.

    Look at the floor. Not me.

    Melissa hoped that this time he carried it through to the end. He'd always stopped before she got what she wanted.

    I'm sorry sir, she apologized.

    The shirt. Lose it.

    Yes sir. She pulled the top over her head and threw it aside. I'm sorry, sir.

    Lift your arms above your head. He ordered and she followed. Clasp your hands together. Again she did as she was told. Don't move. he turned and walked across the room, returning with a bag. Reaching inside he pulled out a pair of weighted clamps for her nipples.

    Her body tingled with desire at the sight of them.

    You like these? he asked and she nodded. Words. I won’t remind you again.

    Yes sir.

    Good. Within seconds they were placed across the stiff buds and tightened enough to send spasms of delicious pain into her tits. Your pants are in the way.

    Melissa stood and took off her pants, dropping them onto the floor beneath her.

    Turn around, he ordered. Slowly.

    She did as she was told and begun to spin. He was watching her and she liked it. It made her want him more.

    Stop, He ordered when her back was to him. She felt him slip up behind her and felt soft rubber slide between her thighs. She wasn't sure what he had, and was afraid to ask. How does that feel? he asked quietly. You like that? she nodded.

    Yes sir, she admitted truthfully. The rubbing motion of the steel was driving her insane.

    I want to bend you over and beat your ass with it. His voice in her ear made her groan. You've been stepping out of line, Agent Fuller, he slipped a hand around her and to her sweet spot. So far out of line. His thumb feathered across her clit and she gasped. You need to remember how to behave, he whispered and brushed her clit again. Understood?

    Yes sir, she answered and tried to breathe.

    Bend over the bed, spread your legs and put your ass into the air, he ordered.

    Melissa did as she was told and waited with eagerness for the pain that would come as the flogger met her skin.

    ASHER WAS HARD AS A rock. The sight of her, fully submitting, in front of him was more than he could handle. He had wanted that ass since she'd arrived in his closet weeks ago and he was finally going to have it before the night was over. But first, he was going to drive her crazy.

    He watched her tense her ass in preparation for the spanking. She wanted to think she was prepared, did she? He would show her.

    In a very quick movement, Asher brought the flogger down hard against her skin. She cried out and he felt his erection throb. He repeated the action, harder and faster the second time, and shuddered as she yelped again.

    Goddamn, he wanted to fuck her brains out.

    You like that? he asked.

    She nodded her head. Yes sir.

    He swung the flogger again and heard sharp smack as it hit her ass. The fourth came almost immediately after and the fifth only seconds later.

    How does your sexy ass feel now? he asked as he stood behind her and slipped a hand between her legs.

    Sore, sir she admitted. But good.

    She was nothing if not honest.

    Does this turn you on? he grabbed her hair and tugged. Or this? his hand wrapped around the base of her throat and squeezed, feeling her pulse beating against his palm.

    Melissa was trembling. Her legs shook as she felt his hand tighten.

    What do you want, Agent Fuller? He asked as his erection pushed against her. Tell me, word for word, what you want. Leave nothing out.

    She froze, even stopped trembling, when he told her that.

    Tie me up, she asked. Please.

    Bound? she nodded and answered by the rules. Gagged? She nodded again. Blindfolded? Another nod. What else?

    Fuck me, she begged. Please fuck me, Asher.

    He grabbed his bag and began to pull out bondage supplies. One by one, he made sure that she couldn't move her arms and pushed her legs open on his bed.

    He took a deep breath. I do love the sight of you there.

    Then, the blindfold was over

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