“Horse: Fuckin' knight in shining armor. Might wanna trade your bike in for a pretty pink unicorn to ride, seein' as you're… — Joanna Wylde Horse Copy Share Image
“I can’t imagine anything more fun that spending a holiday in the home of the man who wants me dead. Like our… — Joanna Wylde Holiday Copy Share Image
“Horse: So tell me, brother. How many times you seen The Notebook? 'Cause that's information the boys back home are gonna need… — Joanna Wylde Horse Copy Share Image
“Fuck me,” Ruger muttered, leaning his forehead down against mine. I was still wrapped around him, back against the van, enclosed in… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“Next time I’ll rip your dick off,” she muttered, eyes narrowing. Okay, so round two was definitely out for now. Noted.” — Joanna Wylde Next time Copy Share Image
“Marie Caroline Jensen, will you do me the honor of being my permanent bitch? -HORSE” — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“Fuckin’ crazy for you,” he muttered, fingers digging into my skin. “Always have been.” — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“But I never cheated on your mom. Never wanted to. You need a man who feels the same way, and don’t stop… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“I want this,” he said softly, leaning over and kissing me between the shoulder blades. “I need to own you. All of… — Joanna Wylde Kissing Copy Share Image
“Fuck you.” Hunter (I decided not to call him Liam anymore—Liam was a nice name for a nice guy, and it didn’t… — Joanna Wylde Hunter Copy Share Image
“They’re your family, and now they’re my family, too. I’m not a civilian and I didn’t fall in love with a stockbroker.… — Joanna Wylde Fall in love Copy Share Image
“Ninety-nine percent of men are okay with following the rules and doing what they’re told. We’re the other one percent, so we… — Joanna Wylde Greatness Copy Share Image
“You’re a pig,” I whispered back. “You know that, right?” “So far bein’ a pig works for me, babe,” he said. “Gotta… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“Jesus, you fuck with my head,” he said roughly. “My cock gets hard just thinkin’ about you. You’re in my dreams every… — Joanna Wylde Dreams Copy Share Image
“What the hell is that?” I asked. “I mean, what are you supposed to be dressed like?” “I’m a sexy carrot.” I… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“Growled. Like a pissed-off wolf. No, like a whiny dog, I told myself firmly. One of those little yappy ones. Wolves kicked… — Joanna Wylde Dog Copy Share Image
“It didn’t occur to me that I was glistening with sweat and wearing a bikini top until they turned off the bikes,… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“You look like shit,” Horse said helpfully as he pulled up a lawn chair next to me. He sounded almost cheerful, which… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“What are you going to do?” I asked, glancing between them. Their faces were completely blank. “You can’t actually kill him. You… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“My eyes dropped back down to his lips. They were full and way too soft for a guy, which I knew for… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“Marie's drunk texts: Marie: Horse, muss yu Marie: Why dont anser? Marie: Horse like yur name. Horsey. I'd like to rid u… — Joanna Wylde Biker Copy Share Image
“I want all kinds of things. First I want to tie you up in my bed with my belt. Then I want… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“When you’re someone’s property, you’re a woman the brothers will die to protect,” he continued, his voice softening. “They’ll die to protect… — Joanna Wylde Loyalty Copy Share Image
“You want the freedom to sleep around. I'm not willing to give you that. I want more. Sounds like we have a… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“He knew it. He just didn’t care, and a man who’d stopped caring was dangerous as fuck.” — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“Ruger liked a touch of pain, I decided, so I did my best to crush him with my inner muscles. I’m generous… — Joanna Wylde Crush Copy Share Image
“True story,” Horse chimed in. “Fuck with us, we’ll fuck you back. Harder. Always.” — Joanna Wylde Horse Copy Share Image
“Jesus . . .” he groaned. “You got two seconds before I lay you over that table and fuck you so hard… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“What, surprised that the bone you’re fighting over can talk? Well fuck all of you!” — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“Horse: Wood like you were sporting usually implies the opposite. Unless it was for me? If that's the case, I'm genuinely flattered.… — Joanna Wylde Horse Copy Share Image
“Um, Sophie? I have a face, you know,” he added, and my eyes jerked up from his stomach.” — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“Cause I’m not really a Dr. Seuss fan.” I stared at her, startled. “Em, you gotta be a fuckin’ communist, you don’t… — Joanna Wylde Communist Copy Share Image
“I think you're a raging asshole. Ruger laughed. "Yeah, well I think you're a bitch, but my cock likes you, so we'll… — Joanna Wylde Ruger Copy Share Image
“Gonna fuck you now.” “Sure,” I whispered, dazed. “Not sure I’m gonna be able to participate too much, think you blew a… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“Decided it’s time to get a new phone, that’s all.” “What was wrong with the old one?” Ruger asked, his voice mild.… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“Hey, sweet butt,” he said. That broke the spell. Sweet butt? What the hell kind of guy called a girl he’d never… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“I’ve never ridden a bike before.” Horse leaned over and gave me a quick kiss on the mouth. “Lookin’ forward to being… — Joanna Wylde Horse Copy Share Image
“I’ll be your old lady and I’ll wear your patch. But if you ever let some bitch shove her tits in your… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“I screwed the King of the Man-whores—condom-free—in a damned shed, because I’m classy like that.” — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“Nope, he changed tactics, because now his lips whispered over mine, nipping and sucking, drawing them apart gently as I tried to… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
