Her Royal Master by Renee Rose is in the Royally Mine box
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Blurb:
Three days. Five grand. The ultimate reporter's scoop.I just have to make myself available to six royal bad boys on a yacht.How hard can it be?
Excerpt:
Through my hazy vision, I saw a dark figure approach.
Oh God—not him. Anyone but him.
Darius, the prince’s older and disgraced cousin. The angry, tattooed black sheep of the Halsburg royal family. His brows were down in slashes, mouth firm, and his gaze was locked on me.
I squirmed harder against my bonds. Of all the wild party boys, Darius was the last one I wanted to piss off. He’d been charged with assault and battery on his girlfriend last year in a scandal that rocked the entire royal family and solidified the nickname he’d earned in his twenties—the Devil Duke.
He leaned over me. Lip curled in scorn, he slid a finger under my collar. “You’re not choking, princess.” For some reason, his accent was sexier than the rest of theirs. He unbuckled the collar anyway, and I went limp with relief.
“I’m taking this one.” He unclipped my wrist cuffs.
“What?” the prince called over the noise of boisterous laughter. “Where are you going?”
“I need a little private time with her.”
“Hell no! We want to watch,” one of them called in a stuffy British accent.
“Oh, come on,” another jeered. “We’re already short a girl, and Darius has to take one for himself?”
My heart slammed against my ribs. My head swam, and I was pretty sure I was close to cardiac arrest.
The duke pulled my wrists to lift me toward him, then angled his wide shoulder under me, tossing me upside down over it.
I shrieked, kicking, and his fingers tightened on my thigh as he strode out of the bedroom and into the tiny corridor. I swung my head around, catching a view of the expensive, wood-paneled walls and the duke’s muscled ass, which filled his worn designer European jeans in a way that ought to be illegal. The duke’s black dog, Shadow, trotted behind us, tail wagging, trying to lick my face, like it was a big game.
“Fucking dom wannabes,” I thought I heard Darius mutter before he kicked open a door at the end of the hallway, and I went flying onto a queen-sized bed in a small bedroom.
He shut the door, commanding his dog to stay outside, and folded his arms over his well-built chest. “Okay, little girl. Who the fuck are you, and what are you doing here?”
USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR RENEE ROSE is a naughty wordsmith who writes kinky BDSM novels. Named Eroticon USA's Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, she has also won The Romance Reviews Best Historical Romance, and Spanking Romance Reviews' Best Sci-fi, Paranormal, Historical, Erotic, Ageplay and favorite couple and author. She's hit #1 on Amazon in multiple categories in the U.S. and U.K., is often found on the list of Amazon's Top Author list. She also pens BDSM stories under the name Darling Adams. Sign up to receive FREE Renee Rose ebooks: http://owned.gr8.com
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