Tuesday, August 4, 2015

Make You Burn by Megan Crane Blog Tour

Meet the Deacons of Bourbon Street, bad boy bikers who are hell on wheels—and heaven between the sheets. Megan Crane revs up an irresistible new series co-written with Rachael Johns, Jackie Ashenden, and Maisey Yates.

Sean “Ajax” Harding’s oaths are inked into his skin. Once second-in-command of the Deacons of Bourbon Street motorcycle club, he left New Orleans to protect the brotherhood, and only the death of his beloved mentor, Priest Lombard, could lure him back. Walking into the old hangout gives him a familiar thrill—especially when he gets an eyeful of the bar’s delectable new owner. A wild ride with her is just the welcome Ajax needs. Then he realizes that she’s Priest’s daughter, all grown up and totally off limits.

Sophie Lombard loved her father, not his lifestyle. She’s done with bikers . . . until Ajax roars into town—arrogant, tough, and sexy as ever. And although he treats her like the Catholic schoolgirl he once knew, Sophie’s daydreams tend to revolve around sin. With the very real possibility of heartbreak looming, Sophie knows better than to get too close to an outlaw. But every touch from Ajax is steamier than the Louisiana bayou—and heat like this may just be worth getting burned.

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“My daddy told me I could dress up like a drag queen and wander the streets of the French Quarter over his dead body,” Sophie Lombard said as she tugged off the glittery mask— and there was no doubt about it, goddamn it, it was her. “So it was now or never, really.”

Ajax knew that face, though he took the stripper cosmetics and the hooker lashes as another insult, when the face he remembered had been scrubbed clean and sweet and pure. And when she peeled the acrobatic headdress from her head and sent it skidding a few feet down the dull sheen of the bar, her long, dark, wavy hair tumbled down past her shoulders, a thick and shining rope of it he wanted to wrap around his hands while he took her—

Jesus Christ.

He stared at her, willing this to be some kind of homecoming-inspired hallucination, but no. He was sober at the moment, he hadn’t touched the funky stuff in years, and this was Sophie Lombard all grown up. She was a lush little package, all taut curves and a belly ring, just like a couple of his preferred wet dreams. She had the most perfect set of plump, round tits he’d ever seen, even with the stupid tassels jutting from them, and they definitely should not have been on display for the entire fucking city like that. Or ever. What the hell was the matter with her? More to the point, he absolutely could not fuck her in the Priory toilets, no matter what bad decisions his cock was agitating for even now.

A man did not fuck the daughter of his beloved father figure when said father figure’s body was barely cold. Even if the daughter in question was dressed for a long night on the pole and had basically just advertised that she was for sale to the better part of New Orleans.

Not in the toilets, anyway.

When she only slipped onto a bar stool, making no attempt to cover herself or change what passed for her clothes, Ajax decided he’d had enough. It was high time he took control of this shit.

Before he lost what was left of his.

“Hey, Sophie,” he said. He didn’t have to raise his voice to command the attention of the entire bar. He saw her stiffen like she recognized his voice and he couldn’t deny that he liked that. He was never meant to go unnoticed, not here. Not in the only place he’d ever belonged. “Is that what you’re wearing to the funeral?”

She turned toward him slowly. So slowly he had a lifetime or two to remember her as a little girl. Sophie of the big, wide eyes and sparkly little laugh. Sophie in thick dark braids and skinned knees. Sophie, who Priest would have died to protect, which meant any of the brothers would have done the same. Sophie, who had never been meant for a sticky dive bar and a pair of pasties, no matter how hot she looked in both.

Sophie, who glared at him down the length of the bar with a notable lack of the respect Ajax was used to receiving, especially from soft, breakable females who usually purred and got silly when they took a good look at him.

“Oh, hey there, Sean,” she replied after a long moment, her green eyes cool and haughty, like she was a goddamned queen instead of a half naked girl with a death wish, throwing around names she knew better than to use. “Long time no see.”

“Call me that again,” he suggested, in what he considered a friendly manner given the insult she’d just thrown at him, though he wasn’t entirely surprised when Tulane backed away from him in a wide-eyed rush, “and I might be the last thing you ever see.”

“Let me guess,” she replied, “you spent all this time in charm school?” Was it his imagination that she sat taller on her stool, then arched her back just enough to make those tits stick out a little further? Like she was trying to fuck with him? “Between you and me, you might think about asking for your money back. I don’t think it took.”

He forgot who she was for a moment, forgot the respect she was owed because of her father. He grinned at her instead, the way he would any other bitch who got in his face like that, flinging down challenges from across a public bar like he was some dickless frat boy. Ajax had always had a pretty face. No one tended to notice it much after the first time he grinned at them like that, though.

“No need to resort to all this flirting, baby,” he told her softly. “If you want to hop on and ride my dick, just ask.”

Sophie smiled at him, and it was not a nice smile. It was all the proof he needed that she wasn’t that sweet little girl he remembered, and he was a sick fuck, because it fascinated him to see she had her father’s fangs when she felt like showing them. He wanted them sunk in his neck. He wanted her to draw blood.

He wanted her, bad.

Reviews by the Wicked Reads Review Team

I very much enjoyed Make You Burn! The journey with Ajax (the biker outlaw) and Sophie, whose deceased father was one of the MC's presidents, was quite intriguing.

After being exiled for 10 years, Ajax rolls back into New Orleans upon hearing of Priest's death (the MC's president). Heading straight for the MC hangout, he runs into Sophie, who's only wearing gold hot pants and little else.

The story that follows was very well-written and downright eloquent at times. Megan Crane painted such a perfect picture of heartfelt emotion from a bereaved Sophie, I found myself rereading many of the scenes just to feel it again. Major heat between a reluctant Sophie, who swears she's done with bikers, and Ajax, the biker who remembers Sophie as the off-limits Pres' Catholic-schooled daughter. Panty melting Ajax is the perfect dirty-talking, no-holds-barred, bad boy we love to read. Sophie has enough sass and backbone to stand up to Ajax, and still let him defile her in all the right ways. I was sucked in from the steamy start, and never let down.

I feel I should note the few issues I found, as it jarred me from the story. The POV changed frequently in the beginning, confusing me. But this issue did clear up mid-book. Also, there was gratuitous use of the words Glittering & Babe. Neither issue made me stop reading at any point, but I felt I should let readers know.

I'm greatly anticipating the next installment!

I was a little unsure about this one within the first chapter. I stuck with it and I am so glad I did. It's rough, edgy and it has some of the hottest sex scenes I've read lately. Make You Burn is one HOT read.

Sean Harding, Ajax, once the VP of the Deacons of Bourbon Street MC receives a call telling him Priest his President is dead. Ajax doesn't hesitate to get on his bike and go back to a city he hasn't been to in ten years. When he left it was to protect the brotherhood, now he's back to fight for it. Walking back into the club hangout, Priory, he feels like he's home. Sophie, Priest’s daughter, is all grown up and not the little girl he remembers.

Sophie adored her father but she hated the biker lifestyle. She grew up in the club and understood what that meant to those men. She was always off limits while Priest was around. Now with him gone, she doesn't stand a chance around Ajax and his rough, tough, and sexy ways.

I loved the "voice" the author gave Ajax. Sophie wasn't your typical heroine. She was filled with sass. They made a great combination and the chemistry was off the charts hot. I can't wait to see what's next!

Also Available in the Deacons of Bourbon Street Series

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Book 3
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Megan Crane is a New Jersey native who had great plans to star on Broadway, preferably in Evita, just like Patti LuPone. Sadly, her inability to wow audiences with her singing voice required a back-up plan. Accordingly, she graduated from Vassar College and got her MA and PhD in literature from the University of York in England. She wrote her doctoral dissertation on AIDS literature, mostly so she could wallow in her obsession with the remarkable multimedia artist David Wojnarowicz and her idol, the bitter and hilarious David Feinberg. After many years in the rain and subject to the whim of seasons, she followed the sun to Los Angeles, where she lives with too many pets and an artist named Jeff. She is still plotting her Broadway debut.

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1 comment:

  1. Thank you so much for hosting MAKE YOU BURN! I loved it too!!


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