Blog Tour: Claiming the Enemy by Lauren Hawkeye
About CLAIMING THE ENEMY
Piper Dawson has spent a lifetime living by other people’s rules.
She’s worked hard to get what she wants—a residency at her first choice hospital—and no one will ever tie her down again, not even her severe yet incredibly sexy supervisor, Dr. Alexander “Ace” Lennox.
Ace is done with love. He’s had his heart shattered, and he never wants to go there again. But when he’s inexplicably enticed by the sexy, tattooed woman with blue streaks in her hair and a perpetual smile on her lips, he figures that maybe he can keep it to just sex.
The problem? He thrives on control, and Piper dances just around the edges of it.
But when they're together, control is the first thing to go...
Each book in the Pulse series is a standalone, full-length story that can be enjoyed out of order.
Series Order: Book #1 Engaging the Bachelor Book #2 Seducing the Boss Book #3 Claiming the Enemy
“I want you. But I need you to understand what this is before it happens.” Supporting her weight with one hand splayed over her back, Ace used the index finger on the other to trace over her lips. The touch moved down, painting a line on the column of her neck.
Before this happens?
His fingers on her skin made her shudder, but she still found herself aggravated by his words. Yet another person making a decision for her?
No, thanks. No matter how much her body wanted him.
“I certainly do.” Her sarcasm held little weight as she melted into his touch.
Slowly, Ace brought them back up to a standing position. Holding her gaze, he cupped one of her wrists in his long, capable fingers, then the other. He tugged gently, emphasizing that he held her captive with his touch.
“I don’t think that you do.” He lifted those bound wrists until they were held together in front of him. The sight of those hands on her skin, hands that had saved lives, had her pulse drumming against her rib cage.
“What do you mean?”
He paused, and she could see an inner battle reflected in his eyes. Then his jaw clenched, and he jerked her forward, pressing her breasts against his body. She hadn’t been able to wear a bra with the backless silk, and the material abraded her nipples as she pressed against his solid form, teasing them into peaks.
“Let me make it clear. I don’t just want to fuck you. I want to own you.” He smiled darkly, wickedly, and her pulse picked up steam yet again.
Piper felt as though her skin had been dipped in molten gold—she was hot, so hot, every possible inch on fire. What the hell did he mean?
“What the hell do you mean, own me?” She blurted the words before she fully thought them through. They surprised her; they also seemed to surprise Ace, who barked out a startled laugh, though the heat still simmered in his eyes.
“I mean that while you’re with me, I’ll take everything you have to give, and then I’ll take more still.”