Oh, she knew he was handsome. She could tell from the lines of his face. But in the light of the flickering fire, with all the goo wiped away, he was breathtaking. A powerful jutting chin, high cheekbones, feathery lashes, and sharp gray eyes. His forehead was broad, his nose straight and long, and his lips… Oh, holy heaven. His lips. Full and lush and delectable.
All her tiredness fled. She was swamped with the hum of a new energy.
Last summer, Hot
Alpha SEALs took the book world by storm, getting rave reviews for this
collection of scorching military romances, and earning spots on the New York
Times and USA Today bestseller lists.
Ryder’s story was
such a hit, readers asked to read Drake’s story as well. Here, now, for the
first time, are BOTH adventures!
The duet (a full
length novel) will retail for $2.99, but I wanted to offer it at a discounted
price of 99¢ during preorder for those
of you who have read Ryder’s story and
have been waiting so patiently for Drake. This is a great deal as well for your
friends who missed the Hot Alpha Collection and are new to this exciting read.
A Duet of Steamy
SEAL romance by NYT and USA Today Bestselling author Sabrina York
Book One: Ryder
A hostage rescue
mission turns Ryder “Stone” Maddox’s world on its ear when he comes
face-to-face with his greatest fear: A woman he cannot resist. But he has
to resist Lily Wilson. He’s vowed never to fall in love. Besides, as the
daughter of a senator, she is definitely off-limits. Lily sees things
differently. Irresistibly drawn to this hot, hard SEAL, she is determined to
prove they belong together…and that her man does not have a heart of
stone. (Originally published in the NYT
and USA Today Bestselling Hot Alpha SEALs collection)
Book Two: Drake
Drake Ronan is all
man—a rock hard SEAL who doesn’t need help from anyone. Doesn’t need anyone.
But when he’s shot during a dangerous rescue mission, and has to rely on a
beautiful nurse to survive, he realizes he has to rethink his resolution. Suddenly
he can’t imagine his life without Brandy in it. It’s a damn shame she has a
secret that could ruin everything.
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“Are you hungry?”
He asked because her belly growled loudly enough to attract pirates on the
mainland.
“A little.” She
licked her lips. “But I’m really thirsty.”
He pulled out the
straw of his CamelBak and leaned forward, holding it to her lips. He should
have shuttled off all his gear and just handed the damn thing to her because
when she leaned in close and he got a whiff of her, he nearly passed out. You
would think a woman who had been held prisoner by filthy pirates for nearly a
week would smell bad. She did not. She smelled like heaven. There was a light
musky odor of sweat—it was hot in the tropics—but it twined with something that
was essentially female.
He’d never felt
such hunger. It screamed through his soul.
And, on top of
that, their faces were close. And she was sucking on the nozzle. And fuck. He
was a warrior. A trained weapon. On a mission.
This was no time
for a hard on.
But he was hard.
Damn hard.
Her lashes
flickered as she glanced up at him; she moaned as she swallowed. A shiver
walked down his spine. Walked right down his spine and coiled in his balls.
When she sat back
with a sigh, he put the nozzle to his lips as well. Not because he was
particularly thirsty, but because he wanted a taste of her mouth, while it was
still fresh.
What he really
wanted was to kiss her. But she was the senator’s daughter and he was a grunt.
That wasn’t going to happen. It couldn’t.
“Did…did you say
something about food?” Damn lashes. Fluttering again. He had the urge to grab
his Gerber and snip them off.
He pulled an MRE
from a pocket on his left leg, read the label, and grimaced. He hated the
meatloaf. He should have paid more attention when he prepped his gear. He had
more in his pack, but this would do for now. “I have this.”
Her nose wrinkled
as she studied the silver foil.
Yeah. Wait ’til
she got a taste. He ripped open the packet, broke off a piece, and handed it to
her. It was messy, because of the gravy, but he didn’t want to unload
everything to find an implement. They needed to eat and go.
She took a bite.
Her eyes widened. “Yuuum,” she said in an unconvincing tone.
It was all he
could do to hold back his laugh.
“What…” She
swallowed heavily. “What is this?”
“An MRE.”
“What does that
stand for?”
His lips quirked.
“Meals Rarely Edible.”
Her brow wrinkled,
and then she laughed.
And ah, what a
laugh. A melodic trill. Some kind of sound he figured you might hear in heaven.
“Do you eat these
often?”
“Not if I can help
it.” He shoved a chunk in his mouth and fired it back. “But we have a long way
to go today, and these have a lot of calories.”
She froze, a
niblette of mystery meat halfway to her mouth. “How-how many calories?”
“About twelve
hundred a meal.”
She gaped at him.
“Twelve hundred?” She glared at the meatloaf as though it were made of turds.
Then again, it might have been. “And you gave it to me? To eat?”
“Yeah. You’ll need
it.”
“Why didn’t you
warn me?” She smacked him. It was like being batted by a kitten. “Twelve
hundred calories is my whole day!”
He grinned. He
could burn that much with a good fart. “Perfect. It’s probably all you’ll get.
Eat up.”
“For twelve
hundred calories, I could have eaten a cheesecake.”
He looked around
for the cheesecake.
She shoved her
tiny chunk of meatloaf at him. “Here, you eat it.”
He pushed it back.
“You eat it. We have a lot of ground to cover today.”
“We do?” She
tipped her head to the side. “Where are we going?”
“There’s an island
to the south.” He grabbed a stick and sketched out a quick map. “We’re here. At
the north end of this island. And the secondary extraction point is here.”
Her throat worked.
“How will we get to the other island?”
“Swim.”
She paled. “I-I
can’t swim.”
It was probably
rude to stare. But really? She couldn’t swim? Who couldn’t swim? “You never
wanted to learn?”
“Oh, I wanted to.”
She sighed. “My mother was afraid I would drown.”
“Not drowning is
kind of the point of swimming.”
“She wanted to
keep me safe.” He didn’t miss the exasperation in her tone. “I didn’t get to do
a lot of things. Which is probably why— And wouldn’t you know it? The first
time?” She gazed at him as though she’d finished a sentence. As though he’d
understood a bit of what she’d said.
“Well, don’t
worry. We’ll get you home safe. And then everything will be just the way it was
before.”
Her sudden frown
mystified him.
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