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Three little words are all it takes to rip his world apart. Lost in his own affliction, Sy has been living in a darkness that he doesn’t ever want to let go of.
Until she arrives and shines her light so bright that nothing else mattered.
She was only in it for the chase, for the thrill of capturing the unattainable.
But what happens when her world shatters around her, spiraling her into the darkness beside him?
Can his affliction be her resurrection?
Or will two lost souls living in the depths of deception let it destroy them?
Everyone deals with pain in their own way, and there’s no timetable for getting over past heartache. It’s a slow process where many have to force themselves out of the darkness on a daily basis, and no one can truly understand what they’re going through, especially if they won’t let anyone in.
The idea of someone’s affliction dominating their life captures the struggles that Sy and Holly face throughout much of Affliction, book two in River Savage’s Knights Rebels MC series, and while their struggles are over separate issues, they’re the only ones who can help each other out of their own personal hell and find a way to let the light in no matter how long it takes.
Betrayed. Broken. Guilty.
These are the feelings that consume Sy on a daily basis and send him spiraling in to a misery that no one knows about. He handles his past pains by concealing them from those closest to him and not allowing anyone close enough to hurt him again. Regardless of how hard he tries to keep Holly at an arm’s length, though, he feels a pull to her that he hasn’t felt in such a long time, and it scares the living hell out of him. But Sy doesn’t know what to do with those feelings, so he does the only thing he knows how to do – he becomes an asshole and treats Holly like shit, hoping she realizes he’s not worth the risk. But then a single incident forces Sy to realize what he truly feels for Holly, but just like Sy, Holly gets lost in her own darkness, shutting everyone out – too broken to want to climb into the light. Sy knows exactly how that feels and perhaps that is the way he can help Holly and show her that what they have is worth fighting for.
Pretend. Act. Conceal.
This is how Holly’s been living for the past two months after her life was ripped apart. Her grief consumes her, and she’s a shell of the outgoing and sassy woman she used to be. She needs her “Sunshine” more than she’s willing to admit, but she doesn’t think she has it in her to fight for something she thinks is a lost cause. But what she doesn’t realize is that Sy’s brokenness is what makes him the perfect person to help her cope. With him, she doesn’t have to be okay; she can struggle and fall down without worrying what she looks like or how she feels. Their connection and attraction is only solidified due to the grief they’ve both endured.
But Sy and Holly are still two guarded people who refuse to let one another completely in, so despite the pull they both feel towards one another, their way out of the darkness is a chaotic mixture of anger, frustration, and passion, which makes it a path that may end up doing more harm than good.
River Savage’s Knights Rebels MC series is a well written, character driven collection of books, and Affliction is a fantastic addiction to Incandescent. Sy and Holly’s story is an addictive read because River makes readers understand how deep their pain goes by putting us inside their heads and experiencing the anguish and darkness they feel on a daily basis. Their story is quite a bit more emotional than Nix and Kadence’s book, which is absolutely necessary based on the things that Sy and Holly had to endure. But it wouldn’t be a River Savage book without the scorching hot sex scenes, over protective hot as hell alpha male hero and smart mouthed female heroine that she introduced to readers in book one, and she more than delivers those components in Affliction. We also are still immersed in her MC world and the club business the Knights Rebels are dealing with and Nix and Kadence as well as all of the other bikers are also present helping to move the plot forward and be the support both Sy and Holly need.
This is one biker series I can’t wait to continue and see all of the drama, angst, and chaos these bikers and their babes will get into.
A complimentary copy was provided in exchange for an honest review.
4.5 poison apples
“What the fuck are you doing in my club?” he asks again, moving his body closer.
“Your club?” I ask, raising my brow. “Last time I checked, I came here with my best friend, not to see you, so if you’ll excuse me,” I say, trying to push off the wall, but he steps right in, his knee coming between my legs.
“You gonna fuck him?” he growls, his eyes growing angrier by the second.
“Maybe,” I tell him, knowing he’s talking about Jesse. “I wonder if he will leave me standing naked after a quick fuck up against the wall,” I continue. His hold on me gets tighter. I know I shouldn’t tease him with my words, but he’s seriously delusional if he thinks he has any claim over me.
“I knew you were a tease, but I didn’t know you wanted to be a club whore,” he replies, and I try not to let his words sting.
“Are you done?”
“Are you?” he counters.
“You left me standing there. I didn’t fucking do anything. What are you so angry about?”
“You coming into my club, throwing yourself at one of my brothers.”
“Jeez, get over yourself, Sy. Jesse was just showing me around the place. And if I decide I want to have sex with him, or anyone else for that matter, I’ll do what I want. You don’t fucking own me. You had me, fine, but it was mediocre at best, so keep your hands off me,” I snap, trying to get out of his hold.
“Mediocre?” he repeats back to me. I’m so pissed at his attitude I don’t falter in repeating it.
“At best.”
“Didn’t feel like that when your cunt was gripping my cock like a vice,” he throws back, his words causing my pussy to throb.
“That’s called pelvic floor muscle exercises,” I say, ignoring my body’s response to having him so close.
“Right,” he whispers, leaning further into me, “and what about when I dragged my tongue through that sweet pussy of yours, and lapped up your juices dripping from you?” he questions. It takes everything in me not to respond. “Now that I think about it, when you walked into my shop, all pissed off, you were walking like you had been fucked so hard. Did you feel me for days, sweetheart?” he continues, pushing into me further. “I bet your pussy is aching for me now, isn’t it, Holly?” he asks, his lips so dangerously close to my neck.
Fuck me. Two seconds ago I hated the man, and now I’m trying to squeeze my thighs together to stop the ache coming from my lady parts.
“Too bad you won’t find out,” I counter, staying strong. I might want him more than anything, but he is still an ass.
“I don’t even need to touch you to find out. It’s written all over your face, Holly.”
“Whatever, Sy. Let me go.”
“You know I’m right. You’re so fucking turned on right now and so frustrated you’re not going to get any relief,” he teases, telling me what I already know.
“There’s always Jesse,” I threaten, trying to get a reaction from him.
“Like fuck,” he spits out, pushing his hard cock against me. “You’re not gonna let that fucker touch you. Do you understand me? None of my brothers will taste your pussy. Do you hear me?” His hand runs up my leg, running along my short denim skirt and finding the outside of my panties. A small gasp leaves my lips at his feather-light touch. “This sweet pussy belongs to me. I fucking had it first. Now, it’s mine.”
“No, it’s not,” I fight back, but my mind is too busy memorizing each lazy stroke of his finger over my lace panties.
“It will be again,” he warns before taking my mouth hard, suppressing me with his tongue. His fingers pull my panties aside, slipping in and dancing over my aching heat.
“Shit,” I breathe against his lips, forgetting where I am for a moment. Forgetting we can’t stand each other.
“You want relief, Holly?” he asks as my hips start to ride the rhythm of his talented fingers.
“Yes, give it to me, Sy,” I plead, feeling myself build with each flick of his finger.
“Say please,” he demands, slipping his thick finger inside of me.
“Please, Sy,” I cry out as he pumps me harder.
“That’s it, girl. Fuck my finger,” he growls. The heat of his voice causes goose bumps to break out on my skin. A wave of impending bliss washes over me, and then my orgasm hits, hard and fast.
“Sy,” I hiss, but don’t get anything else out as his tongue is dancing with mine again, muffling my shouts of ecstasy. His taste reminds me of beer, mint, and all things Sy. He latches onto my tongue, sucking it hard into his mouth, sending pleasure and pain rolling through my body.
Fuck, this man is dangerous with his bad-boy attitude, his sexy as hell dirty mouth and his ability to take me on the highest of highs in less than a minute. He slows the kiss, lingering for a moment before resting his forehead on mine. This right here is why this man is dangerous: bringing me apart in the middle of the club, and making me forget I hate him. Removing his fingers, he brings them to his mouth and sucks them clean.
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