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Title: The Scars of Us
Author: Nikki Narvaez
Dark:
New adult Romance
Release
Date: February 9, 2014
Synopsis:
Kaiya Marlow has always been cautious, precise
in every decision she makes. When her dark past threatens to resurface, she
decides to take precautions to protect herself by enrolling in self-defense
classes at her gym.
Her instructor, Ryker Campbell, is the tattooed womanizer everyone warns about. Kaiya deliberately avoids Ryker outside of their classes together, but the more time they spend training together, the harder it is for Kaiya to resist him.
Ryker's view on relationships is simple: strictly sex, nothing more. Haunted by demons from his past, he never allows himself to become attached to any woman. No attachment means no weakness, no vulnerability, no pain. He doesn't realize that his whole world is about to be turned upside down when the stunning Kaiya enters his self-defense class. Determined to have her, at least for one night, Ryker sets a plan into motion that will change both of their lives forever.
Will love be able to heal their scars, or will they be too deep to overcome?
Her instructor, Ryker Campbell, is the tattooed womanizer everyone warns about. Kaiya deliberately avoids Ryker outside of their classes together, but the more time they spend training together, the harder it is for Kaiya to resist him.
Ryker's view on relationships is simple: strictly sex, nothing more. Haunted by demons from his past, he never allows himself to become attached to any woman. No attachment means no weakness, no vulnerability, no pain. He doesn't realize that his whole world is about to be turned upside down when the stunning Kaiya enters his self-defense class. Determined to have her, at least for one night, Ryker sets a plan into motion that will change both of their lives forever.
Will love be able to heal their scars, or will they be too deep to overcome?
Author
Bio:
My name is Nikki Narvaez. I was born
and raised in San Antonio, TX, where I currently live with my husband, our two
dogs, Bella and Oreo, and our cat, Cupcake. I have been teaching for four
years, but I hope to become a full-time writer and stay at home mom one day. I
am 27 years old, and have three older sisters who have blessed me with four
nephews and one niece. In my free time, I love to write and play Texas Hold 'Em
poker.
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Excerpt:
“Why are you
avoiding me?” Ryker angrily spat, closing the door to the sauna. His eyes ran
over me as he crossed his arms over his broad chest. Clad only in a pair of gym
shorts and no shirt, his skin gleamed with a sheen of sweet. He looked like
he’d just finished working out. Fuck me.
“Are you really
going to do this in here?” I snapped back as I clutched my towel to me.
His voice was gruff
and matter of fact. “I have no other choice—you've missed class for almost
three weeks now, and you won't answer my calls.”
“I've been busy,” I
lied.
The truth was that
I'd been sulking around my apartment trying not to think of Ryker, which was
almost impossible. He dominated every thought, much like his presence did in
real life.
Eyes narrowing in
determination, he advanced toward me, causing me to back up into the tile wall.
Surprisingly, I wasn't scared—Ryker never caused that kind of fear in me. What
he made me feel was more of an exhilarating kind of the fear, the kind you get
when you're about to do something like bungee jump or skydive, the kind that
excites your soul.
Caging me between
his arms, my already fevered skin heated more from his proximity as he pressed
against me with his body. I hadn't realized just how much I missed his touch
until his skin reunited with mine, making me feel as though a piece of me had
been lost since we'd last been together.
Ryker's eyes met
mine, and there was no denying the desire and longing in them. “Always fighting
me, Warrior,” he softly spoke as he caressed my cheek with the back of his
knuckles. Leaning in, he grazed my neck with his lips. The combination of heat
from the steam and his mouth began to blanket me in a heady fog, evaporating
all thought and replacing it with lust.
“I've missed you,”
Ryker murmured against my skin before tracing the curve of my jaw with his
tongue. My breath escaped in a low moan as he pulled my body closer to him,
leaving no space between us while he continued to taste me.
My hands tangled in
his hair, leaving my loose towel barely clinging to my sweaty skin. When he
brought his lips to mine, I let go of everything, losing myself in him and how
he made me feel.
He groaned in my
mouth as our tongues met, tangling together seamlessly as he lifted me. My legs
automatically wrapped around him as he pressed me up against the wall, his
hardened erection pushing against my already heated core.
Ryker nipped at my
lips as he ripped the towel from my body, tossing it to the floor as his callused
hands reacquainted themselves with my skin. God, I missed him. I don't think
I'll ever be the same without his touch. Finding my breasts, Ryker's talented
fingers massaged my stiff nipples before his mouth claimed them. The blissful
combination of his soft, wet mouth and hard, smooth tongue ring against my
sensitive flesh caused a moan to escape from my throat.
Leaning my head
back against the wall, I let Ryker consume me. He eagerly suckled my breasts,
pulling each nipple with his teeth before caressing it with that amazing
piercing again. I love how he makes me feel—so alive … almost whole.
“Ryker,” I
breathlessly moaned as I reached for his shorts. Slipping my hand inside, I
found his cock and pulled it out, needing him to fill me.
He didn't hesitate—he
never did. Gripping my hips, he thrust himself inside my slick sex as his mouth
reclaimed mine. Sweat beaded on our skin as he roughly pummeled me against the
tile, taking me closer to heaven with each stroke.
Ryker's thick shaft
stretched my walls, the pleasurable pain spreading throughout every inch of my
limbs. I reveled in how he made me forget everything else, immersing me in us
and the beauty of how our bodies perfectly connected. He unraveled and
completed me all at the same time.
“Fuck, I missed
you, baby, missed the taste of your sweet skin,” Ryker groaned against my lips.
I love it when he
talks to me like that.
I forced him deeper
inside me with my legs, tightening my hold around his hips. He growled his
approval, increasing the pace and intensity of his thrusts as his cock
blissfully ravaged me.
Ryker's lips left
mine as he nuzzled his face into my neck and placed soft kisses along my skin.
“I haven't been able to get you off my mind. I've been going crazy thinking
about you, baby.”
“Me too. I've
missed you so much,” I whimpered as I guided his mouth back to mine.
His strength amazed
me, unwavering as he supported my weight while simultaneously using his body to
fuck me senseless. Ryker continuously pumped into me, creating a sensual rhythm
just for us as our bodies molded together in harmony.
Ryker pulled back
and grasped my face in his inked hands. “Never again, Warrior.” His voice was
gruff and deep, laced with emotion. “Can't go through that again.”
“Never, baby,
never,” I whispered.
His mouth crashed
on mine again. Every press of Ryker's lips, every caress from his hands, and
every stroke of his amazing cock pushed me closer to ecstasy. My body ached for
it, needing release after craving Ryker for so long.
As if sensing how close
I was, Ryker pounded harder into me, creating the perfect combination of pain
and pleasure within my body. My nails raked across his back as I cried out in
euphoria, my climax sending tremors of sensation throughout my limbs. My thighs
trembled against his hips as his strokes intensified in both speed and
strength, seeking his own release. Seconds later, he withdrew his throbbing
cock from my sex before shooting his cum up between my breasts.
The sticky heat of
the room was stifling, making it more difficult to breathe as we disentangled
ourselves. Picking up my towel, Ryker gently wiped his release from my skin,
snapping me out the sensual fog we’d created. Immediately, I felt
self-conscious, causing panic to root within me. Anxiety began to tighten in my
body, trying to seize every muscle in its grasp as it attempted to take hold.
Ryker's hand cupped
my cheek. “What's wrong?”
My eyes snapped to
his, trying to focus on him to pull myself out of my downward spiral. My chest
heaved as it struggled to breathe, causing Ryker's eyes to crease in worry.
“Breathe, baby, breathe. It's okay, everything is okay.”
Breathe. In, out,
in, out. The pressure began to relinquish as I concentrated on Ryker's face.
Both of his hands clasped my face. “You with me, baby?”
I gave him a tight
nod. My chest was still somewhat constricted, and my muscles were stiff, but
the tension was slowly easing away. “I'm sorry—I have to go,” I stammered as I
snatched the towel from Ryker's hand. I darted around him toward the exit while
trying to wrap the cloth around me.
“You don't have to
run from me, Warrior,” he called out after me. Ryker’s words stopped me, only a
few feet from the door. I felt him behind me as his arms wrapped around my
waist, pulling my body against his. Pressing a soft kiss to my shoulder, he
murmured, “Talk to me, baby.”
My mouth dried up,
the words stuck in my throat. I blinked rapidly, willing back tears. Ryker
slowly turned me to face him and pressed our foreheads together as he released
a breath.
“I know you've been
hurt before, experienced things that no one should ever have to. Just know that
I'd never do that to you. Ever. I know you're probably not ready to talk about
it yet, but when you are, I'll be here.”
And with those
words, Ryker smashed a small hole in the barrier surrounding the broken pieces
of my heart.
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