A
fallen hero reborn
Theo
Taggart lost everything the night he died. His family, his beautiful
Erin, and worst of all, he lost himself. A twisted doctor brought him
back from the brink of death, but reprogrammed his identity to serve
her will. Rescued by his brothers, he must fight to reclaim the man
he was and the life, and love, that were stolen from him.
A
love worth fighting for
Erin
Argent thought she'd lost Theo forever. When he walked back into her
life, it was nothing short of a miracle. Months of torture and
conditioning at the hands of Dr. Hope McDonald have done damage to
Theo that may never be mended. He has no memory of her or the life
they shared. Breaking through to him, and helping him rediscover all
he lost, will be the toughest mission she's ever faced. Luckily for
Theo, Erin loves a good fight.
Their
reunion under siege
Unfortunately,
Hope is far from done with Theo Taggart. Obsessed with her prize
experiment, she will do anything to get him back. If the only way to
finally break him of his past life is to kill Erin and his son, then
she's only too happy to oblige…
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Theo
took the stairs as quickly as he could. He knew where he was going,
but he wasn’t going to think about it. For the first time since
he’d gotten home, he didn’t care about his past or figuring out
who he’d been. He wanted. He wanted something right now and that
felt good.
She’d
been right. There wasn’t a place for guilt here.
He
strode up the stairs, her weight comforting in his arms. Yeah, he
wasn’t going to think about that either. He was going to enjoy it,
not wonder why his body remembered her when his mind would not.
“Hey,
is everything okay?”
Damn
it. Case was standing at the top of the stairs, obviously having come
out of the privacy rooms. His wife was at his side, her face flushed.
Mia had sex hair. Good for them. Red was about to have sex hair, too.
Lots of filthy sex hair. “Everything’s great. Night.”
Case
put a hand on his shoulder. “Whoa. I thought you were going to take
this slow, brother.”
“If
you don’t get your hand off him right this second, Taggart, I am
going to ensure that you never have children,” Red said, her eyes
narrowing on his brother. “You won’t be able to cock block anyone
because you won’t have a damn cock. Am I clear?”
Case’s
hands came up immediately as though he knew that tone and was not
going there. “Trying to help.”
“Three
is clean and has plenty of condoms. We’re taking a monitor turn up
here. I checked all the rooms.” Mia grinned at him. She actually
was helpful. “Have fun and we’ll see you at home.”
He
didn’t bother to look back. Case could give him a lecture later. He
wasn’t waiting anymore. He’d waited forever. Even when he
couldn’t remember her face, he’d known she was there. He’d felt
her, or rather he’d felt her absence.
Could
he truly be with a woman whose name he couldn’t think without
hurting her?
It
didn’t matter. He wasn’t making those decisions tonight. He was
enjoying her. His sub. He was bringing her pleasure and he probably
should do a good job of it because his sub was fucking mean.
And
fragile. He’d seen the moment she’d thought he was rejecting her.
He’d watch her skin flush and her body start to turn in on itself.
She was such a mix of strength and need. It was intoxicating. He
wanted so badly to be the man who gave her what she needed.
Affection.
Pleasure. Comfort.
Love—he
wasn’t thinking that word tonight. Nope. Pleasure was way better.
He
kicked out lightly at the partially open door number three. It looked
like Mia had done her job. The room was perfectly clean, the lighting
soft and romantic. The best thing about this room though was the
complete lack of any of his friends or family being here.
It
was him and her, and that was exactly what he wanted. No Ian. No Li.
No Kai asking them hundreds of questions. Him and her and the night.
He
tossed her on the bed and stood back, looking down at her. “Tell me
why you thought I was rejecting you.”
The
instant she hit the bed, she was up on her knees. So graceful. So
deadly. What the hell was this woman like out in the field? She moved
like a predator, but the look on her face was pure sarcasm. “Uhm,
your words. That’s what sealed it for me. ‘I don’t want to do
this’ is generally considered a rejection.”
Somehow
she managed to put an unsaid “dumbass” on the end of her
sentences. Not all of them. She’d been perfectly sweet most of the
night, but she could turn it on when she wanted to. “I didn’t
mean that. When I said the words, I watched you change. Why? You’re
good at slapping people down. I wouldn’t have said that until
today.”
“Because
I’ve been careful around you,” she admitted.
“Why?
You think I’m delicate?”
Her
lips curled up. “I don’t think you’re delicate. I think I’m a
lot to take, but I also am starting to believe I was wrong. You like
me rough.”
“I
like you a lot.” More than he could ever tell her.
NY Times and USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake lives in North Texas with her husband, three kids, and the laziest rescue dog int eh world. She began writing at a young age, concentrating on plays and journalism. It wasn’t until she started writing romance and urban fantasy that she found the stories of her heart. She likes to find humor in the strangest places and believes in happy endings no matter how odd the couple, threesome, or foursome may seem.
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