Cover Reveal, Excerpt & Giveaway
Need
by
K.I. Lynn & N. Isabelle Blanco
by
K.I. Lynn & N. Isabelle Blanco
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Tentative Release Date: March 3rd 2015
~ Synopsis ~
Sometimes love happens at first sight, even when you’re at an age where you can’t comprehend what it means.
It was just a crush. They were only kids, after all. But what
happens when that feeling never goes away?
Brayden and Kira have been neighbors for years, and best friends
since they met. They have a connection that is evident to many, and it’s
haunted them their whole lives.
Teenage hormones rage, turning
their friendship into something neither can handle. The attraction is carnal,
all-consuming, and it seems like it’s only a matter of time before Brayden
loses control.
Everything slams to a halt when their single parents decide to get
remarried . . . to each other. Bad decisions and broken friendships make living
across the hall from the one person you want above all difficult. Luckily for
Brayden, it’s only for a few months before he’s off to college in another
state, leaving Kira to face high school alone.
Brayden tries to stay away, to forget her, but it’s an impossible
task he fails at time and time again. Kira is morphing from a sexy teenager to
an irresistible woman, one that knows what she wants and seems hell-bent on
getting it.
As Kira’s eighteenth birthday approaches, Brayden has a decision
to make. Does he keep running away from the thing he wants the most, or does he
run toward it?
Is it possible to ever be happy without the one person you need?
~ Excerpt ~
Brayden
I’m going to fucking tear someone apart. I’m going to obliterate
every part of them and then move onto someone else. I’ll start with Austin. I’ll
rip Craig apart if he gets in my way, too. I won’t stop until I’m surrounded in
nothing but chaos. Until the world around me reflects everything rolling around
inside me. Hell, the way I feel right now, I want to rip apart Ryan, my fucking
father, Sonia, our God damned neighbors. I’ll destroy everything. My car. This
driveaway. My father’s house. Everything. Especially the little demon that just
slammed out of my car and is busy stomping in her cute, flowery heels toward
the front door. “I’m not done with you!” I slam my car door so hard I’m
surprised the windows don’t shatter. “I’m so, so, so done with you!” She opens the door
and storms inside, closing it before I can catch up to her. The hell she is.
It’ll be over my dead body the day she’s done with me. I grab onto the knob and
twist--fucking girl locked it! Huffing like a beast, I yank my keys out of my
pocket and almost break them as I unlock the door, shaking with all the pent up
emotions inside me. Right now, anger is winning. Big time. Soon it’s going to
be something else. I’m going to lose control. And I don’t give a damn. This
girl is going to see the error of her ways before I even think of backing down.
Flirting with Austin in front of me. Following after him. Who the hell does she
think she is? Kira is rushing up the stairs by the time I get into the foyer.
“I told you I wasn’t done with you!” “Leave me the hell alone, I don’t have to
listen to you!” That’s it. I take the stairs as fast as I can, gaining on her.
“Kira? Brayden?” I hear Sonia call from the kitchen. “What’s going on? Is
everything alright?” “This asshole thinks he can tell me what to do!” Kira
screams down at her mother. “Kira!” Sonia is clearly aghast at her daughter’s
behaviour. She should be more worried about her daughter’s choice of clothing
or the guys she decides to flirt with in front of me. “Your daughter thinks she
can wear the tiniest shorts on Earth and that me and Ryan aren’t going to have
anything to say about it,” I say, loud enough for Sonia to hear. Kira glares at
me over her shoulder. “You have no right.” “Kira, of course he’s
going to worry about you. He’s your stepbrother!” Kira and I both growl at
Sonia’s reminder. Kira whirls around, pointing her stubborn, cute little finger
in my face. “You are not my brother.” I grab her hand— Then I have her up
against the wall, her body covered by every inch of mine, my dick pounding so
hard I can’t see straight anymore. I hold her hand down by her side, grab her
neck with my other hand, and lean in to sniff her. Long, deep. The scent of her
hits home, right in the most painful, starving part of me. My back arches, feet
pushing into the floor to give me more leverage, and I rock my hips against
her. All-consuming want has control. I’m nothing but a beast
in heat. Furious with the need to fuck what’s mine. She arches back into me,
like she was made to, her tiny moan ripping a desperate one out of me. I scent
her, rubbing my nose up and down her neck like a maniac, across her jaw. My
nose skims her mouth, finding it parted for me, her lower lip plump and wet.
“How many times am I going to tell you I know I’m not your brother?” I growl into
her juicy mouth, teeth grinding as I fight the urge to eat it. “Brayden.”
The way she says my name when she needs me is going to be the death of me.
Grinding into her, I let my forehead fall onto hers, eyes squeezed closed. “Why
are you doing this?” I ask her, my voice reflecting what is going on inside me,
how I feel my cells being torn apart. “Why are you driving me crazy like this?”
“You’re always driving me crazy,” she complains, but her hands are in my hair,
her fingers running across my scalp. God, yes. Her words, her touch—they soothe
the proprietary monster inside me. I nuzzle her nose with mine, our bodies
rubbing, seeking, calming me and exciting me all at once. I want to kiss her
sweet lips, rub my tongue against hers. Hear her moan my name into my mouth.
“Kira,” I groan instead, pressing my fisted hands against the wall next to her
head. But I don’t move away from her yet. I can’t. The smell of her, how her
smaller body grinds into me and teases my cock, has me so worked up I’m about
to go off right here. Just from dry humping her. “We can’t do this. You know
that.” “But I want you, Brayden.” Her whispered confession blasts through me,
incinerating all logic. Yes. Yes. Yes. She wants me. Not fucking Austin. Not some other
dipshit. Me. I grab her
wrists, forcing her arms up high above her head, taking complete control of her
body. I open my eyes, finding hers locked on my lust-tightened face, liquid
with want. For me. All for me. Her sexy little tongue peeks out, wetting her
lower lip and teasing me with a glimpse of what’s mine. What was taken from me
years ago. What I’m going to own again. Right now. I seal my mouth over hers
without warning, jerking at that first taste of her lips after such a long
time. She goes wild beneath my weight, rubbing against me like she’s about to
come for me, her lips parting and her tongue sliding out to taste me. Like I’m
tasting her. Fucking my mouth as rough as I’m fucking hers. Fuck. I’m going to
come. The tip of my cock is swollen, pulsating with an orgasm that’s going to
wreck me. I’ve never been this ready. This worked up. And Kira’s about to give
it to me. Her fingers pull at my hair, her hips riding my thigh, and I know
she’s about to come with me just as hard as I’m going to with her. I bite at
her lip hard, pulling back and dragging my teeth along it, opening my eyes
enough to see her beautiful face all scrunched up with the pleasure I’m giving her— There’s a loud crash
from downstairs, what sounds like a pot or something equally as heavy slamming
into the floor, and Sonia’s low curse follows after. “No,” Kira whimpers
when I pull back, her fingers tight around the back of my head, refusing to let
me go.
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~ About the Authors ~
K.I. Lynn is the USA Today Bestselling Author from The Bend Anthology and the Amazon
Bestselling Series,
Breach. She spent her life in the arts, everything from music to painting and
ceramics, then to writing. Characters have always run around in her head,
acting out their stories, but it wasn’t until later in life she would put them
to pen. It would turn out to be the one thing she was really passionate about.
Since she began posting stories online, she’s garnered acclaim for her diverse
stories and hard hitting writing style. Two stories and characters are never
the same, her brain moving through different ideas faster than she can write
them down as it also plots its quest for world domination…or cheese. Whichever
is easier to obtain… Usually it’s cheese.
~ Connect with K.I. Lynn ~
N. Isabelle Blanco is the Amazon
Bestselling Author of the
Allure Series, the Compulsions Series, and many others. She was born in Queens,
NY (USA). At the age of three, due to an odd fascination with studying her
mother’s handwriting, she began to read and write. By the time she’d reached
kindergarten, she had an extensive vocabulary and her obsession with words
began to bleed into every aspect of her life.
An avid reader in her teens, her fascination with Japanese anime
eventually led her to the universe of fan fiction, which became her on-again,
off-again hobby for the next ten years. During that time she amassed a
following of fans that, by her own admission, she would never be able to live
without. It was those fans who encouraged her to step beyond the fan fiction
realm and try her talent in the publishing world. N. Isabelle Blanco spends her
days working as an author, web programmer, marketer, and graphic designer. That
is when she isn’t handling her “spawn”, as she calls her son, and brainstorming
with him about his future career as a comic book illustrator.
~ Connect with N. Isabelle Blanco~
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