That’s right, it’s #TeaserWednesday. We’re back on track with the train of constant teasers, and I can’t even complain. There are just SO MANY good books coming out, and the latest release in Renee Rose and Lee Savino’s bestselling Bad Boy Alphas series is no exception. Each book is a standalone, and in ‘Alpha’s Challenge’ we get a motorcycle alpha werewolf. THAT combination is probably enough to make you one click… but read the hot snippet anyway, lovelies!

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ALPHA’S CHALLENGE

How to Date a Werewolf:

#1 Never call him ‘Good Doggie.’

I’ve got a problem. A big, hairy problem. An enforcer from the Werewolves Motorcycle Club broke into my house. He thinks I know the Werewolves’ secret, and the pack sent him to guard me.

#2 During a full moon, be ready to get freaky

By the time he decides I’m no threat, it’s too late. His wolf has claimed me for his mate.
Too bad we can’t stand each other…

# 3 Bad girls get eaten in the bedroom 

…until instincts take over. Things get wild. Naked under the full moon, this wolfman has me howling for more.

# 4 Break ups are hairy 

Not even a visit from the mob, my abusive ex, my crazy mother and a road trip across the state in a hippie VW bus can shake him.

#5 Beware the mating bite

Because there’s no running from a wolf when he decides you’re his mate.

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Teaser

“Foxfire.” Tank knocks a few minutes later. “Hurry up—”

I swing the door open before he finishes his sentence. “Oh, you’re still here.”

He blinks at me. In the past few minutes, crazy Foxfire has become sexy Foxfire. I brushed and poofed my hair, added lip balm, spritzed some perfume. Nothing major.

Except now I’m naked under my bathrobe.

I wait until I’m in the bedroom before loosening the tie and letting it gape.

“It’s too bad you have to stay here all night,” I purr as he checks the windows. My house is old—someone painted the jambs shut thirty years ago. I won’t be escaping that way.

If my seduction plan works, I won’t need to.

Tank turns, takes one look at me, and stops. I smile at him.

“No,” he practically growls. Is that alarm scrawling across his face?

I guess sex really is the best weapon. At least when dealing with a giant MC club enforcer. “What?” I bat my lashes.

He angles past me and goes to my dresser. He opens a drawer and rummages around.

“What are you doing?” I squawk, flying at him.

“Here.” He thrusts a shirt at me. “Put this on.”

“Why?”

“Because I told you to. And, right now, what I say goes.”

I pout. “But I sleep naked.”

“Not tonight.”

I shrug. “Fine.” My bottom lip puffs out as I take the shirt. I wait until he meets my gaze. I shrug my shoulders, and the bathrobe falls to the floor, leaving me in nothing but my boyshort panties.

His Adam’s apple bobs, and I note his cock is swollen against his jeans. I’ve totally hit my target.

I shrug the shirt on, doing a little jiggle as I do, and keeping my shoulders back. I don’t often wear this tank top—it’s tighter than I usually like. But tonight, it’s the perfect choice. The lavender tank looks perfect with my skin, and my girls are on full display. “Is this what you wanted?”

The growl sounds again, deep in his chest. “Get in bed.” His face is blank, but the tightness in his crotch hasn’t lessened.

“Will you tuck me in?” I press forward, stomach fluttering with excitement.

“You don’t want to do this.”

“Do what, Daddy?” I’m close enough if I lean forward, my boobs will brush his chest. His rock-hard chest. Don’t mind if I do.

As soon as my taut nipples touch him, electricity shoots from the tips to my foxy bits. Tingling spreads all through my lady parts, right into my core.

“No, baby.” Tank grips my arms and sets me back a step, a strained look on his face. “This isn’t what you want.”

“I’m a big girl,” I remind him. “I know what I want. Tonight, I want to be naughty.”

“We can’t,” he says through gritted teeth.

His seriousness cuts through my aroused haze. “You don’t want me?”

“It’s not that.” His big fingers close around a lock of my hair—a bright blue curl, carefully teased for his benefit. He squeezes, fist shaking, like an addict longing for a fix. Then he lets go. “You don’t want to do this.”

“Why not?”

“I’m rough.” His hand collars my throat. He doesn’t squeeze, just rests his fingers there, as if to demonstrate how dangerous he is.

I’m not put off. Not in the least. “Yeah?” I breathe.

“Yeah. When I fuck, I fuck hard.” He pulls me forward and holds me against his chiseled body. I feel him. Every inch.

My pulse races.

“You wouldn’t like it, baby. Because it’s always going to be my way.” He dips his head, and his lips touch my ear. “I say spread, and you spread. I say ride, and you ride.” His whisper sends tingles through me. “I say come, and you come. And it’s not over until I say it’s over. Even if you beg me to stop.”

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Ahem. *coughs* If you haven’t already bought this book, I do hope you’re joining me now to buy it because holyfuckingshit that is HOT! I want him, don’t you want him? Consensus is we all want him / need him. Right now!

AMAZON: 1-click now!

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Want more of Renee Rose and Lee Savino?

USA Today Bestselling Author Renee Rose is a naughty wordsmith who writes kinky BDSM and spanking romance novels. Named Eroticon USA’s Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, she has also won The Romance Reviews Best Historical, Sci-Fi and BDSM awards, Spanking Romance Reviews‘ Best Historical, Erotic, Ageplay and favorite author, and was a finalist for The BDSM Writer’s Con Golden Flogger award. 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 100 Erotic Authors and has been a regular columnist for Write Sex Right. She also pens BDSM stories under the name Darling Adams. To receive four free books from Renee, sign up for her mailing list here.

Lee is a USA Today Bestselling Author. She’s also a mom and a choco-holic. She’s written a bunch of books—all of them are “smexy” romance. Smexy, as in “smart and sexy.”

Download a free book from www.leesavino.com.