WARGASM by Sosie Frost

 

 

 

Marius Payne is the kind of soldier who makes me go commando.

He’s the only man I’ve let invade my foxhole, but now he’s occupying my heart.

And that’s when he drops a bombshell.

Marius is arrogant. He’s broody. And he’s wounded in more ways than one. The only way he can secure a cushy job in DC is if he softens his image and transforms from a rogue Navy SEAL into a family man.

So, of course, I agree to have his baby.

Make love, not war.

Then make war.

 

A girl like Gretchen needed to be fucked and fucked often. I captured her in a kiss and drew her close. Just the brush of my lips set her on fire. She shivered, cooed, and made a dozen little incoherent noises that throbbed my cock and burned my blood.

I slipped my tongue over hers. Gretchen groaned, and I nearly lost my mind. Then again, nothing was left in that darkness worth saving.

It had been a long time since I’d felt anything as soft as this woman. Her lips. Her tongue. The dark, delicate skin hidden beneath her ridiculously yellow safety vest. The military didn’t afford us many opportunities for warmth or gentleness. I had to enjoy this.

The vest was first to go. Gretchen giggled as my fingers tucked under her shirt. I rolled it over her dark curves. A tight, flat stomach peeked at me, quivering with each harsh whimper.

I nearly dropped to my knees then and there.

All she needed to do was whisper and I’d be hers. A single word would have conquered me. No woman ever had the sort of control over me before. But Gretchen possessed me. Struck me. Stole my willpower and replaced it with an obedience the military couldn’t earn even after fifteen years of service.

And the sweet girl giggled. Actually giggled.

My fingers grazed her curves as I lifted the shirt over her head. Christ. I would’ve gnawed through her bra if she hadn’t already unhooked the back and let the crisp, white silk fall away. The bra revealed lovely cinnamon skin, tempting my restraint with dark nipples begging to be sucked.

This woman was made to be kissed, touched, devoured.

I seized her, but my hands were too rough for her sensitive breasts. She merely gasped as I palmed her with heavy, calloused fingers. I squeezed. She hummed. And I knew in that moment it would take every ounce of control and discipline to not thoroughly destroy this lovely creature.

It wasn’t just my cock that hardened—every muscle, every bone, every pump of my heart surged with a rush of unbridled testosterone.

I would take her. Hard. Rough. My darkest instincts demanded that I bite, scratch, rut this woman. I needed to come deep inside this beautiful, sweet girl again and again, until I was certain every ounce of my seed had filled the most vulnerable parts of her.

My kiss didn’t scare her, but it scared me.

I hadn’t had a connection with a woman for months. Not a touch. Not a kiss. I had no idea what I would do to her once I was given that permission.

It wasn’t just rage. Whatever conquered me was greater than need or desire.

I had no idea who I was anymore.

But this meant I could prove my virility to myself again. I’d only lost a leg, nothing else, and yet the excitement had bred something dark and frightening inside me. The urge was monstrous and dangerous and all-consuming.

I didn’t just want to fuck Gretchen. I needed to make her mine. Forever.

I wouldn’t stop until she belonged to me. Wouldn’t release her until people could see that she was mine, that I had marked her, claimed her, and taken her as my own.

That desire would not be alleviated with one night, one moment, one fuck.

The monster inside me demanded something more visceral. A masculine conquest.

The only way I’d ever feel alive again, whole again, was to take something she wouldn’t be willing to give.

A legacy. A name.

A creation.

Her womb.

I shivered.

That was a new desire. A dangerous desire. In that moment of utter confusion hardened me for something more powerful than sex.

 

 

Sosie Frost is no stranger to quirky, embarrassing, and wild situations, and she’s channeling all that new adult angst into fun romances.From marching at the high school homecoming game without her trumpet (a punishment for forgetting the instrument on the band bus), to regretfully tucking her prom dress into the back of her tights before pictures, and even accidentally starting a chemical fire in the college chem lab, Sosie has the market cornered on crazy stories.

But hey, writing is a better outlet than therapy right? 😉

If you want funny, charming, and steamy romances, you’ve found the right author!

Sosie lives in Pittsburgh with her hubby, her two cats, and thrives on a near constant stream of gummy bears.

 

 

 

Wargasm
Sosie Frost

Oh, Marius how do I love thee? Let me count the ways. That's all I've got from Shakespeare, but I feel like I haven't even scratched the surface with the Payne brothers.
I am really enjoying this series and I found Wargasm to be a good, if not complex, addition. Marius is still trying to find his new normal when he meets Gretchen. He has demons but he's not really interested in fighting them. He's broody, sexy, and stubborn. Gretchen just may be what Marius needs to help him find his way. To heal him and help him see that he deserves to love and be loved. She may be the only person that will help him see through the pain of his past to a future that's full of family and hope.
Sosie Frost continues the Payne Brothers series with a story that is funny, sexy, quirky, and emotional. There wasn't much drama and the chemistry was on fire. I found the story to be a little rushed at times, and I didn't love their journey, but I definitely thought it was an enjoyable read. I laughed (a lot) and especially loved the banter between the characters. There is a nice balance between serious and crazy that kept me captivated, and had me wishing Butterpond was open to visitors. I'm looking forward to seeing where the series takes us next.
~ Kimberly Anne

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