If you ain’t living on the edge, you’re taking up too much room.
The Bare Bones (The Bare Bones MC #1) by Layla Wolfe
The rose-colored illusion of Madison Shellmound’s girlish crush on biker Ford Illuminati is stomped into smithereens by his crude, perverse father Cropper, Bare Bones club President. Fearing Ford will kill Cropper if he finds out, Madison flees town, becoming an upstanding cardiology nurse.
Madison and Ford have an ill-fated, star-crossed love that will last their lifetimes. Ford is a lifer in a different sort of enterprise, the gritty full-throttle club of guns, blood, and allegiance to his brothers.
Twelve years and several tours of SEAL duty later, Ford is thrust back into Madison’s arms on the worst day of his life. Madison’s prospect brother Speed has screwed up big-time and owes the club his life. She offers herself to Cropper as a sacrificial lamb to save Speed.
But how long until the fiery, full-on outlaw Ford discovers that the woman he loves was treated like a degraded slave by his own father? Well, meet the new boss. He’s not the same as the old boss.
This is another gritty MC romance. If you don't like it rough and edgy, this isn't for you. (I totally love those warnings because when I see them, all I hear in my head is READ THIS NOW!!!) But I still give the warning in case some readers might be turned off... this isn't fuzzy bunnies and rose petals. In fact, a few things had my jaw drop and I read edgy romance all the time.
Maddie and Ford meet as children when their parents live together. That relationship is sketchy and glazed over but what you do know for sure is that the feelings between Maddie and Ford are not ones of siblings. There's an attraction right from the start but when things go very wrong between Maddie and Ford's father, Cropper, she leaves home and the story picks up ten years later.
The second half of the book moves faster than the beginning but still the flow felt off. The shifts from Maddie's POV to Ford's POV lacks smooth transition, and the tone didn't change between characters.
As is expected in MC romances, taboo acts occur but so long as the internal struggle with the events is shown or the revelations as to why those acts are accepted is demonstrated, it's okay within the context. In this book though, some of it just felt off and questionable. Ford is too intelligent to fall for some of the things going on behind his back and Maddie reacts uncharacteristically in some instances as opposed to others. Her motivation is unclear and the reactions of others was odd too at times.
Still, the characters were interesting and with some deeper development, this series will be a winner. There's absolutely no fluff here but if you like your romance edgy, read Bare Bones.
3 Chocolate-Dipped Strawberries
This book was given to us by the author. Many thanks.
We fucked a lot in the next two days. Twelve years I’d been craving that fat, juicy cock inside of me, and now I couldn’t get enough of it.
Ford Illuminati was hung like a racehorse and he knew how to use it, too. My hands were all over that. I had thought I was attracted to Jake but that paled in comparison to the intensity with which I wanted to devour Ford. Riding one up behind him like in the old high school days, there was a world of difference now. We were free of all restraints for that glorious forty-eight hours, and Ford took me to see a couple of the vortexes.
We had been on a tour of these several times when we were kids. This time no one brought any weed, and I wanted to suck on that horse cock inside the middle of a vortex. We had been separated for so long it was like meeting a new man. The thrill, the illicit excitement of canyon carving through the rusty layers of sandstone, like red velvet cake tall on either side of us, it was all new to me again. Now I could thrust my hand along Ford’s pec and toy with the little barbell that pierced his nipple, proud of myself when my other hand felt his cock stiffening. I knew he pretended this irritated him, and he’d reach around, slap my ass, and shake it.
“You’re throwing me off-balance.”
“Your giant erection is throwing you off-balance.”
Layla Wolfe is a wannabe biker’s old lady who is satisfied with a leather jacket, one bad-ass pink camo compound bow, and a vicarious outlaw lifestyle.
Layla has published 25+ erotic romance titles under the name Karen Mercury.