Soul Ties (Club Ties #4)

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Authors: Em Petrova
Tags: Suspense, Romance, romantic suspense, Mystery & Supesense
your bets riding on Harris, right?”
    Ace’s laugh followed Connall through the door and into big garage where a boxing ring had been set up. Men crowded in rows several deep. The place reeked of beer and violence. Shouts echoed.
    Connall approached the side of the ring. Two brothers danced around each other in the center, both bruised and bloodied. One man’s eye was swelling shut but he grinned through blood-stained teeth.
    “Connall!”
    His neck prickled at the sound of a female voice. This was no place for women, and the club expressly forbade their old ladies and sweet butts from being here.
    Looking up, he saw her. Pale face, wide, haunted eyes, and curves for fucking miles.
    He opened his arms as the gorgeous woman barreled into his arms. He caught her against his chest and smelled her fluffy, freshly washed hair. It smelled of comfort—lemon and lavender he’d discovered was her shampoo, and an underlying note of baking. The color was all things earthy—loamy fields, riverbeds, nourishing seeds, branches that sheltered, and the dust itself. He wanted to scoop it up and bring it to his face and never raise his head again.
    He brought his stiff hand to her delicate jaw and tipped it to make her look at him. “You’re not allowed here.” His tone was harsher than he intended, but she was a target. Drunk, rowdy men who were used to grabbing a woman and finding her willing. But Sarah wasn’t that type of woman. She’d proven that much with O’Dovey.
    Her eyes glistened with worry. “I had to see you. To say good luck.”
    For a heartbeat, he stared at her. She hadn’t come to warn him off like Ace had. No, she believed in him.
    How often had he been the center of discussion? Why would a doctor belong to a club? Why would he fight with the hands he needs to work?
    Sarah didn’t seem to care. She accepted him, and that was one hell of a rush.
    Without meaning to, he swooped in and claimed her mouth. Soft lips yielded to his kiss, and all the violence held at bay started to trickle out in passion. With a growl, he closed his teeth over her lower lip and dragged her closer. She hurled her arms around him and angled her head for the deep plunge of his tongue.
    As he plundered her sweet mouth, his cock hardened to an impossible length. Fighting Harris with a hard-on wasn’t ideal, but he’d live with it for another fucking taste of Sweetheart Sarah.
    He sucked her tongue and she rubbed against his length. He hadn’t meant to have a second night with her, but there was no turning back.
    Breaking the kiss, he said, “Get back inside the clubhouse. I’ll come for you.”
    Her eyes were glazed and her lips swollen. Redness appeared on her cheeks from the scrape of his beard. His eyelids lowered as he drank in everything about her. Lorraine hadn’t even worn his marks so well.
    This was no time for his personal darkness to shadow his life. He had enough shit to deal with.
    He put Sarah from him gently. “Go.” Without another glance at her, he waited at the ringside for his fight. Through the ropes, he spotted his opponent glaring at him like a wild animal about to make a kill.
    Ace popped up beside Connall. “You’ve fucking done it now.”
    “Done what?” he asked absently, mentally rehearsing moves while the hunger for blood built.
    “The only reason Harris wasn’t making a move on Sarah was out of respect for O’Dovey. But now that she seems to be into you…”
    “Harris wants to knock out all my teeth,” Connall finished.
    Ace’s grin cut lines in his face. “You got it, bro.”
    Connall lifted a shoulder and let it fall. “I’ll get tooth implants.” A crawling feeling had wormed through his stomach at the mention of O’Dovey. Too well Connall remembered the man’s death stare and the weight of his lifeless body. He also knew if Sarah hadn’t killed him, the bastard would have sucked all the light from her.
    Or maybe it was too late.
    Sarah was shattered. Several times during the night

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