Screwed
Four Bears Construction Series, Book Four
KM Neuhold
M/M Contemporary Romance
Release Date: 09.02.20
Blurb
I’ve had my fair share of less than proud relationship moments, but waking up married to my brother-in-law’s best friend is a new low.
A drunken wedding to a man who already rejected me once? Check. A hefty bet about how long it will last? Check. My feisty new husband, determined to make our friends pay up? Double check.
I’ve never managed to make a real relationship last nearly a year, there’s no way Daniel will stick around long enough to win this bet. The only problem is the longer he stays, the more the lines blur between what’s real and what’s for show. Does he feel it too, or am I totally screwed?
***Screwed is a woke up married, faking it to their friends but also totally hooking up, sweet, STEAMY love story that happens to be the fourth book in the Four Bears Construction series. There are no bear shifters in this series, only the OTHER kind of bears.
“This looks perfect,” he declares, reaching for the hem of his shirt and pulling it over his head.
“Perfect for…?”
“Skinny dipping,” he answers, that devilish smirk returning as he unbuttons his shorts and shoves them down around his ankles. And, yup, he’s not wearing any underwear. His cock is half-hard, hanging limp but starting to thicken. My pulse quickens, and the heat of the night is suddenly a cool bath compared to what’s going on inside me.
Is this more of Daniel’s playful flirtations or is this an invitation for something more? It’s impossible to tell, and the way amusement and lust dances on his features in equal measure doesn’t give me any clues.
“You coming?” he asks, arching an eyebrow.
Am I? Should I? The smart thing to do would be to turn around and walk back to the bonfire. I don’t fully understand whatever’s been growing between us since Las Vegas, but I know it has the potential to burn me if I get too close. I think Daniel knows that too. But when have I ever let the possibility of getting hurt stop me?
“Yeah, I’m coming,” I answer, stripping out of my shirt and then my shorts, underwear, sandals, leaving them all piled on the grass. By the time I’m naked, Daniel’s cock is a lot more than half-hard, and so is mine.
He bites his bottom lip and takes a step closer, just like he did back at the apartment this morning. His erection bumps against my thigh, leaving a sticky drop of precum clinging to my skin. The head of my cock brushes against his hip, the heat of his skin against my oversensitive nerve endings sending tendrils of want up my spine. Daniel puts a hand on the center of my chest and brings his mouth to my ear, his lips grazing my earlobe as he whispers, “Race you.”
My brain doesn’t catch up to what he just said until he’s already sprinting toward the water, his laughter echoing into the night. He splashes in without even a hint of grace or dignity, diving under the water as soon as he gets deep enough.
I chase after him, mud squishing between my toes and seaweed grabbing at my legs. Daniel pops up a few feet in front of me, splashing water in all directions and cackling gleefully.
“Watch it,” I say with a laugh, splashing water back at him and then lifting my hands to ward off what he sends back my way.
“This reminds me of Hawaii,” he muses, kicking his legs up so he can float on his back, the moonlight glistening off the water on his skin and making his whole body seem to glow.
“How so?” I ask. “There’s mud instead of soft, white sand, hot dogs cooked over the fire for dinner instead of expensive seafood, and a cramped, musty cabin instead of a five star resort.”
“True, but there’s one thing that’s the same.” He floats close to me, letting his legs sink back under the water as he rights himself and looks directly at me. His hair is matted down by the water, his eyes half-lidded with lust.
“What’s that?” My hands skim over the surface of the water, and he swims closer until we’re nearly touching again, his leg grazing against mine beneath the surface of the lake.
“I want you,” he confesses.
My heart goes wild, and goosebumps raise all over my skin, my cock aching, and my balls tightening, all from one simple sentence.
Author K.M.Neuhold is a complete romance junkie, a total sap in every way. She started her journey as an author in new adult, MF romance, but after a chance reading of an MM book she was completely hooked on everything about lovely- and sometimes damaged- men finding their Happily Ever After together. She has a strong passion for writing characters with a lot of heart and soul, and a bit of humor as well. And she fully admits that her OCD tendencies of making sure every side character has a full backstory will likely always lead to every book having a spin-off or series. When she’s not writing she’s a lion tamer, an astronaut, and a superhero…just kidding, she’s likely watching Netflix and snuggling with her husky while her amazing husband brings her coffee.
I can’t wait to read this book!