Monday, April 10, 2023

#NewRelease #MMRomance #MustRead #KindleUnlimited - BRONSON: Dark Irish Mafia Romance (O'Sullivan Brothers #4) by Rie Warren

Series: The O'Sullivan Brothers #4
Author: Rie Warren
Genre: Dark Irish Mafia Romance - MM Romance
Release Date: April 10, 2023

With a man like Bronson, there are only two options: end up dead or desperately in love.

The dumbest thing I’ve ever done—and I’ve done a lot of stupid crap—is to go check out this boy whose only mission is to save unwanted and wounded animals.

I’m a wounded animal.

A killer for the O’Sullivan mafia, I’m a man who takes what he wants then walks away without looking back.

I don’t want to feel, connect or—god friggin’ forbid—fall in love. Especially not with Jesse Dahl. He’s too young, too innocent, too good.

My filthy secrets can never be known, and I don’t give a damn how beautifully vulnerable Jesse is.

Or so I tell myself.

Bronson Cruz is blond. He’s beautiful. He’s brutal.

And no matter how hard I try, I just can’t shake him. I shouldn’t give in. This is stupid. He’s sooo gorgeous.

He’s not a good guy. Except he is to me.

I know I’ll get hurt because of him. It’s written on his face, in his body he gives me, and his heart that he denies me.

Secrets kill.

And his could end me.

In fact, they probably will.

WHEN I SAID I wanted to be on top, I thought Bronson’s eyes were going to bug right out of his head, and I smiled as I curled my fingers around the thick stiff length of him.

“What?” he blurted out, obviously thinking I meant I wanted to be the one doing the fucking.

I tried not to smirk or laugh when I repeated, “I want to be on top.”

The indignant look he gave me almost made me crack up.

Sucking on his jawline before tracing my lips to his ear, I breathed a horny little moan for him. “Not like that. I don’t want to top you, Bronson. I want to be in your lap so I can ride you.”

He reared back, a devilish grin growing. “Well then. Why didn’t you just say so?”

Letting me shove him back down to the couch, he spread his thighs wide. His cock rose up into full hardness from the nest of springy blond hair at his groin, his big balls pooling below.

“Christ.” I shivered at the sight of him with firelight dancing over his muscular body.

He beckoned me to him. “What are you waitin’ for, baby?”

“Still gonna need some lube.” Strained breaths pelted from me, and my dick that had been aching when he face-fucked me was now painfully rigid.

“No problem.” In the blink of an eye, he produced a small bottle from seemingly out of thin air.

“Jesus. What do you do? Keep it in hidey holes all over the place?” I crawled onto his lap, moaning when my cock slid alongside his.

And then my mind started wandering . . .

If Bronson kept lube all over . . . why?

Had he been lying about his other hookups not being at the house?

Before I even said a word, he scoffed. “Don’t be ridiculous. It’s for you. Well, me. When we text, and I gotta stroke one out. Never know where I’m gonna be when you get me all horny.”

The relieved breath I released was hot and stuttering, turning into a hungry groan as his slippery digits skimmed down the tight crease between my buttocks.

“Kiss me,” he ordered.

“Uhhh,” I moaned out, his fingers rotating around my pucker before beginning the slide inside.

My mouth covered his, our tongues looping and lashing, slow and sensual . . . as slow and sensual as the way he opened my ass.

He smeared the lube around, making sure my entrance and his fingers were well coated. Then his slickened fingers entered me and twisted, pushing in, pulling back, and spreading me out.

Writhing uncontrollably, I finally had to break the kiss. I threw my head back, riding those thick digits faster while I rocked on his lap.

“Fuck, baby. If you’re not ready now, I ain’t gonna last.” The dirty appreciation in his voice ratcheted my arousal higher.


Badass, sassafras Rie Warren is an OG Amazon All Star author of Bad Boy books and MC romance. She delivers five star sex, suspense, and the best banter around. Her stories are one hundred percent original, do not contain fluffy plots or virgin brides, and wring every last emotion from readers to leave them with a satisfied smile. Rie’s tough alpha males are never brought to heel, but are instead healed by the feisty femme fatale of their perfect match. She grew up in Maine, went to college in Iowa (Iowa, what?), lived in Scotland, and married in Englishman. In true roundabout fashion, they came back to the States, settled in South Carolina’s lowcountry, putting down southern roots and pursuing their arty endeavors. Tale spinner and character diviner, Rie is a lover of sleep, wine, and rude memes often involving either Disney characters or Winnie the Pooh. She is raising two teen daughters along with an entire brain full of unruly characters. Rough-talking alpha men? Rie has that on tap. Stubborn sassy heroines? You bet. Smoldering sex scenes that’ll set your Kindle on fire? Check, check, check. Keep a fan handy, you’ll need it.

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