Sinner’s Pet by Heather West

He kept me caged and made me his little pet.

SIERRA: I can’t say I don’t deserve this.
After all, I crossed the line…
And the security system protecting a priceless jewel I’d come to steal.
But it was all a trap.
A setup.
And I’m the one who’s going to pay the price.

He’s not going to torture me – at least, not in the way you’re thinking.
The MC president has way more wicked, sinful ideas in mind.
The kind that involve whips and chains and leather and moans.
The kind that keep me up all night long.
Like an animal, I’m at the biker’s feet…
On my knees….
Begging for sweet release.

GUNNER: I’ve got the tattoos, the scars, and the leather kutte that all tell the same story:
Crossing me has consequences.
These hands have done damage to the men in my past who thought they could outwit an outlaw king like me.
Needless to say, they were dead wrong.
Emphasis on the “dead.”

But I’ve never met a woman bold enough to test me before.
And the punishment for her crimes will be a little bit different.
She thought she could seduce me?
Use her body to lower my defenses?
What a stupid mistake.

I caught her, and she’s mine now.
Mine to do with as I please.
My little pet is in for one hell of a night.