Marly Miles has been happy in his life as a lone Omega wolf, living and working among the humans of Orlando, Florida. When an attack on him and his friend brings Marly to the notice of the Sergeant of Arms of the Epitaph's Motorcycle Club, he realizes immediately that the man carries the same scent as his attackers. Not a very good start when the same man is also his mate.
Alpha wolf, Trent Beaumont has spent a lot of years living as a human when he walked away from his home pack. Forced to live as a straight man, because of the Epitaph's club culture, he walks away from Marly after checking the man is safe. But no wolf, not even an Alpha, can refuse the mating call from the Fates. But with his President looking over his shoulder, and a woman panting after him to share his bed, Trent isn't sure it will ever be the right time to claim his own Omega.
Fights, misunderstandings and a lack of communication aren't the only problems Trent and Marly face. Trent has a history that has clouded his judgment and when Marly gets attacked again, Trent realizes he could lose his mate permanently, if he doesn't get his head out of the sand.
Warning: Contains one hot biker, a beautiful twink with a sassy mouth, and a ton of misunderstandings. Graphic m/m sex, violence and strong language.
Pages or Words: 130 pages
Categories: Erotica, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Paranormal, Romance
About the author:
Lisa Oliver had been writing non-fiction books for years when visions of half dressed, buff men started invading her dreams. Unable to resist the lure of her stories, Lisa decided to switch to fiction books, and now stories about her men clamor to get out from under her fingertips.
When Lisa is not writing, she is usually reading with a cup of tea always at hand. Her grown children and grandchildren sometimes try and pry her away from the computer and have found that the best way to do it, is to promise her chocolate. Lisa will do anything for chocolate.
Lisa loves to hear from her readers and other writers. You can friend her on Facebook here, or email her directly at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Where to find the author:
Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4839871.Lisa_Oliver
Publisher: Oliver Group Publications
Cover Artist: Lisa Oliver
Of all your characters, which one would you fuck? Marry? Kill?
Hehe, every man I write is the epitome of perfection in my eyes and what I would love in my own life so it’s safe to say I would probably be a slut for any of them. If I had to choose I would fuck Trent (who doesn’t love a biker), marry Griff (from The Runaway Cat) and kill – hmm, I am like my shifters in that respect. I would kill anyone who hurt my men. Anyone at all.
Is there a character in any of your books that you didn't plan on—a character who forced their way into the story?
Kalel – from Get Off My Case. When that story was originally planned I wanted to get Shane and Dimitri together, and I imagined them as a couple of lone wolves, without a pack. Then Kalel came along and pretty much demanded more page space and before you know it, my Stockton Wolves were a pack. Kalel is such a sweet young cat shifter and I am looking forward to writing more about him in book 3 of the series.
Which of the characters in your books did you have the most fun writing?
I adore Marly (The Biker’s Omega). He was so different to what is viewed as a typical Omega and when I wrote the scenes where he was really letting Trent have it for being such a bad mate, I could really feel the emotions flowing from my fingertips into the keyboard. I adore Scott (the Cloverleah pack) for the same reason, and Teric who is from the Bound and Bonded pack. Shane (Get Off My Case) was another one who was easy and fun to write, although there was a lot of hurt in his life and I didn’t want to dismiss any of that, especially when Dimitri could be such an ass.
When you finish writing a book, how do you say goodbye to the characters?
I think it would be clear to my readers that I don’t say goodbye to my characters and that is why I currently have four series running. Although every one of my books focuses on a specific couple, in three of my series, the characters from previous books are there as well. The only series that is different is the Alpha and Omega series, although there is a strong possibility that Trent and Marly will wend their way into future stories. The men become so real in my head that I can’t say goodbye to them, and as quickly as I have finished a book I am composing ideas for the next one in the series.
What are you working on next?
As mentioned I have four series running with new books due for all of them. Book 6 of the Cloverleah Pack will be out soon (if it’s not already), and I am working on Book 5 of the Bound and Bonded Series (No Mate of Mine). Book 2 of the Stockton Wolves (Copping a Load of Sin) has been delayed thanks to some personal issues I had been having, but I want to get that one done, and there is another Alpha and Omega pair that are pestering my brain as well. I am also collaborating with my son on a book idea of his, and I am writing a short story for the MMRomance Goodreads Anthology this year. So as you can see I have plenty to keep me going.
Trent had been waiting hours, freaking hours, for his mate to get home. He had pulled into the apartment block about an hour after he left the club, figuring a shower and a change of clothes was a good idea. But from the scent in the hallway outside of Marly’s apartment door, it seemed he had just missed the little man. Oh, well. Maybe his mate had gone out for food. Four hours later, Trent had to leave his post to get his own food and to take a bathroom break. But in less than thirty minutes, he was back at his post, waiting for Marly to get home. He didn’t remember falling asleep, but being awoken by a mini biker vision in black was more than Trent’s control could handle, especially when Marly smelled of so many different men. The little shit had been clubbing and while Trent wasn’t silly enough to think that Marly had been with anyone else, his wolf’s need to cover the man with his own scent was overwhelming.
Yes, he meant to talk to Marly first – get to know a little bit about the man he was about to become bonded to. Trent wasn’t some crass shifter who fucked first, and then talked after. Not with his mate at least. With most men he had enjoyed in the past it was fuck first and then fuck the talking. But Trent wanted to explain to Marly about his position in the club and what was happening there. He needed to find out about Marly’s pack status and explain his own lack of one. But then the sexy man just had to put a wiggle in his step as he walked passed him and that one little movement shattered what was left of Trent’s resolve, already weakened by his long wait. It had been so long since he had enjoyed a man in his arms, and this one was already deemed perfect for him by the Fates. He didn’t have the strength to argue with that sort of situation.
And right now? With Marly’s mouth open under his, Trent couldn’t think of one goddamn fucking reason why he had wanted to wait at all. The hint of pineapple and cream suggested his mate liked those frou-frou drinks that Trent had never tasted because they looked too girly. The lack of anyone else’s scent on Marly’s tongue meant the man had behaved himself while he was out, and Trent made sure to check, thoroughly, in every crevice and corner of Marly’s mouth.
It wasn’t only Marly’s mouth that was driving Trent insane. Marly’s slim but solid chest was rammed tight between his own and the wall, not a cigarette paper gap between them. Trent moaned as he felt Marly’s cock throbbing behind his jeans, against his own abs, and his Omega’s fingers gripping his shoulders was pure heaven. There was nothing hesitant about Marly – not the way he opened his mouth to accept Trent’s tongue, nor the way he clasped Trent’s shoulders as though the bigger man would try and get away. When Trent felt Marly wrap his lean legs around his waist, opening out that delectable denim covered ass, Trent couldn’t help running his fingers along the seam covered crack. Marly’s full body shiver and the way he pressed even closer into Trent’s chest was proof his mate was as eager for their mating as he was.
His cock threatening the construction of his zipper, Trent was on the verge of coming in his pants and that just would not do. Wrenching his lips from his mate’s enticing mouth, Trent looked down to see Marly’s bright blue eyes were now the shade of a stormy sea.
“Bedroom,” he said roughly. “Or I swear I’ll take you right here, right now.”
Marly blinked for a few moments and Trent wasn’t sure if the man was thinking about his options, or just trying to get his brain to function.
“Through there,” Marly said finally, his voice almost a whisper, pointing over Trent’s back.
Holding onto Marly tightly, unwilling to let him go for even a second, Trent spun around, spying a door set in the opposite wall. Noting it was the only door in the room, Trent figured he had to be on the right track and he covered the distance from one wall to the other in just five long strides. Thank god his little mate didn’t live in a mansion or he might have been forced to mate with the man on the stairs.
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