The Devil Makes Three
(Share Me, #1)
Publication date: September 8th 2017
Genres: Erotica, Romance
I know what you must think of me.
You’re going to think I’m a whoring trophy wife.
You have to believe me when I tell you, I do love my husband.
I tried to stop it. I tried to resist him.
But there was no resisting Derek Drake.
And if you were me, you wouldn’t have been able to, either.
As long as I can remember, the beast has been inside of me.
It’s a monster with dark desires and carnal needs.
When it sees something it wants, it won’t be denied.
Alexandra Hale was a Princess, a spoiled brat who needed to be taught a lesson.
The moment the beast saw her, it claimed her. It was only a matter of time before it got out and took her.
It didn’t help that she so clearly wanted to be taken.
When Manhattan socialite Lexie Hale hires the dark, brooding Derek Drake to remodel her house in the Hamptons, she never imagined the deep, forbidden desires he’d awaken inside of her. There’s just one little problem: Lexie is married. How long can she resist Derek’s promise to dominate her and take her in ways her husband never could? And what will happen when her husband finds out?
Share Me: The Devil Makes Three is a steamy, heart racing erotic romance about the forbidden lust and even more forbidden desires between a married woman and her Alpha male contractor. It includes cheating, consensual, hard BDSM, an MFM scene, and a taboo cuckold relationship. Not for the faint of heart!
First novel in the Share Me Series
A Club Midnight Novel
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“Do you want me to keep going?”
His eyes bored into mine, like he wished he could read my mind, and could if only he tried hard enough.
“I don’t know,” I said honestly.
I knew I wanted this, but that didn’t mean I was ready for it. It didn’t mean I should be giving into it.
His hands left me as he moved away, and hot air filled the gap between us. My body screamed to be devoid of his touch. I didn’t know what the hell I wanted or what the hell I was doing, but I wanted to explain to him—to try to make him understand.
“This is a mistake,” he said simply, cutting me off, and something inside of me sunk.
“Yes,” I said, “because I’m married.”
“Sure, keep telling yourself that,” he scoffed, folding his arms across his chest in his favorite defensive position.
“What?” I bit out, not liking his tone and what it implied.
“I don’t think you could handle me, Princess,” he sneered.
My mouth dropped open. The arrogant, insufferable bastard!
“As if.” I rolled my eyes in his face and enjoyed the annoyance that flickered across it, “What makes you so hard to handle?”
“I like it rough.”
“So do I.”
“You’ve never had it rough like me,” he promised.
“Please.” I put my hands on my hips and rolled my eyes again, but my breathing hitched in my chest as he stalked across the patio, bridging the distance between us.
“I want to tie you up and use you as my own personal fuck toy,” he whispered darkly in my face, making me shudder.
Hot, prickly arousal stabbed at me. He closed in so his face was mere inches from mine. His giant form loomed, intimidating and foreboding. He could have shoved me down and had his way with me so easily, and I’d be powerless to stop it. He was so masculine, so animalistic in his desires, that something very feminine and primal inside of me mewled with desire.
“How’s that for rough, Princess?” he growled, staring at me with blazing, oppressive dominance.
My insides liquefied from the heat of his gaze, and I nearly collapsed under the weight of his carnal, devious lust. My heart fluttered helplessly in my chest. I should stop this. I put a hand out on his chest in an attempt to push him away, but watched like a woman possessed as I rubbed seductive circles up his massive pecs instead.
“What else would you do to me?” I heard myself breathing.
My readers and I are one in the same: we like it dark, and we like it dirty. If you like dominant men, strong-as-hell heroines, and heart-racing plots with lots of kink, then welcome to our wicked little club. My characters will take you on a wild ride as they give into their most forbidden desires, uncovering their truest selves along the way. Always steamy and extra sinful, my romances will have you embracing your dark side in no time.
Evelyn lives in Brooklyn, and some might be so bold as to call her a *gasp* hipster. When she’s not busy ordering a craft beer or drinking kombucha, she works part-time at a wellness center. No matter what she’s doing, her mind lives full-time in smutland, always thinking of new ways to torture those hunky Alpha males and the ladies they love to play with.
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