I'm caged by a monster, and he makes me want more.

Roarke Withers is everything I hate.

When I was given the chance to take him down, I took it without second thought.

I didn't think he'd see through it all so quick.

Now he's flipped the table on me—put me at <i>his</i> mercy.

I'd hate it if I didn't love it just as much.

But I need to keep my guard up.

I can't let his rock-hard body—covered in ink—distract me.

I can't afford to let him close—no matter how much I want him to.

Because I know that once either of us get a real taste of each other.

Once we give in to our darkest desires.

There would be no turning back.

Not until he leaves me gasping and begging.

Not because I want him to stop.

But because I want him to do more.

Book 2 of the DESERT HUSSARS MC trilogy