August 29, 2017 10 min to read

Release Blitz – Enforce by M. Malone & Nana Malone

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RELEASE BLITZ
Title: Enforce
Series: The Force Duet #2
Authors: M. Malone & Nana Malone
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 29, 2017

 

BLURB

I am the shadow that haunts the night. I am a hunter, a protector…a force for good…I am Jonas Castillo.

And now that she’s mine, I’m never letting her go.

If only she would let me protect her…Seeing the fear in her eyes, makes me want to do the one thing I’ve vowed never to do again… kill.

But I’ll do anything to protect what’s mine.

The finale of The Force Duet. Must be read AFTER the first book, Force. 

 

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EXCERPTS
#1 
When he brought her head down for a kiss, JJ couldn’t help but moan. His tongue slid over hers easily and she whimpered. Jonas nipped at her bottom lip before sucking on it gently. Her lips tingled, the pleasure flowing white hot through her, and she wondered if she might be able to come just from his kisses. And if not, the delicious rub of his cock against her sensitive flesh would do the trick.
One of his big hands gripped her ass, gently rocking her into him as he devoured her mouth. With every rock of their hips together, they both made this satisfied, muffled mmph sound. As if that was exactly what hit the spot, what they both needed.
Holy hell. She was close and so far all he’d done was kiss her. But it was more than that. The tension between them was so thick, winding tighter around them with each moment.
She wasn’t an idiot. She knew there was still a lot of underlying tension with Rafe. After all, Rafe had tried to kill him before. But she’d had no idea that he would respond like this. Any feelings she’d ever had for Rafe were a schoolgirl crush. That crush didn’t come anywhere close to what they shared. Not even close. But how they hell did she drive that message home?
At that moment, he was acting like a caveman with a need to mark her… not that she minded. She trusted him. He wasn’t going to hurt her. She just didn’t want him thinking that any part of her wanted anyone else.
Jonas tore his lips off of hers, panting as his gaze bore into her eyes. With a muffled curse, he flipped them so that he lay on top of her, his hips fitting in that space she made just for him between her thighs. “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on. And you’re mine. If you’re gonna tell anyone to sit and spin it’ll be me. Is that clear?”
JJ nodded as she reached for him, making this little mewling sound in the back of her throat. Was that really her? Sounding needy and desperate? “Okay, Jonas. Just—”
But it was like he couldn’t hear her. Against her skin, he whispered, “Did you know how many times I used to dream about touching you? About all the ways I could make you scream my name?”
“Jonas—”
He kissed behind her ear as he rocked his cock against her heat. “I used to spend a lot of time in the shower every morning and night thinking about you. About how you’d taste, how your breasts would look soaped up. About how bad I wanted to lick you everywhere. And when I’d take my cock into my hand, I’d pretend it was you sliding your fingers over me, making me feel good. I’d pretend you were squeezing just how I like, bringing me to my knees. I’d pretend you were slick, and wet, and ready for me, begging me to make love to you.” He nipped at her skin. “And every time I came, it was your name I’d call.”
JJ arched her back. Her brain offered up the mental image of him stroking his thick erection, squeezing tight as he pulled the skin taut and groaned out her name. “D-do you always use my name when you’re touching yourself?”
He rocked his hips into her as he kissed the column of her throat. “Yes. Most of the time I imagine you’re there, touching me. Wrapping those gorgeous lips of yours around me. Sucking me as you blink up at me, adoringly. And while I’m sliding into your mouth, I’m telling you all the dirty things I’m going to do to you.”
Dirty talk—she was a fan. If this was what happened every time Jonas got pissed off, she’d maybe have to push his button more often.

 

 

#2 
Jonas and Rafe carried the body out of the house into the back yard where they at least had some cover. Noah and Matthias met with them within a minute.
“The people in the houses next door, they’re all dead.” Noah muttered. “No one was supposed to die.”
Jonas stared at him. “We’re not dealing with someone sane are we? He not only took out our target, he took out innocent civilians.”
“Jonas, you think I don’t know that? You think I don’t feel the pressure?”
Rafe stepped between the two of them. “Never thought that I’d be doing this, but we need to focus. We need to identify the people in the houses next door, identify the target for confirmation, and get the fuck out.”
In their comm units, the alarm sound blared. Rafe glanced at Matthias. “What is that?”
“Proximity alarms. We have incoming.”
Rafe and Jonas immediately put on their night-vision goggles.
“I’ve got three guys coming from the south.”
Rafe drew his gun. “I see two coming from the east.
Matthias and Noah went on red alert. What they didn’t account for, was the basement door bursting open, and two men running out.
All four of them backed up against each other to face their opponents. Their guns had silencers, and they each had extra ammo. But this was not the kind of fight they wanted. None of this was supposed to happen. You’re a cop. Ex-cop.
In situations like this, he’d call for fucking backup. Well your backup’s here. Do what you gotta do. Jonas knew that some people were going to end up dead. He just prayed it was none of his team. He turned toward the two guys that had barged out of the basement, Rafe chuckled before sheathing his gun back in his holster. “What the fuck are you doing, Rafe?”
The guy must have completely lost it because he laughed. “It’s time to have some fun.”
A swift glance around told Jonas that Matthias had also put away his gun. Instead, he had out knives. Knives at a goddamn gunfight. He knew what happened to people who carried knives.  They fucking got shot.

#3 
Before Jonas could answer, they rounded the corner into the kitchen and stopped in their tracks. Ryan stood in the kitchen pouring a cup of coffee, but everyone else was sitting around the long oak table in the dining area.
Including Rafe.
“Good morning!” Lucia called. “I saved you some pancakes and bacon.”
JJ smiled gratefully at her friend, but Jonas could already see the pink inching up her cheeks. She rarely blushed, and most of the times he’d seen her do it had been over the last few days.
Because of Rafe. She blushed for that bastard.
“Thank you. We’re both starving.” Jonas turned to Lucia, determined to ignore the other side of the room. Until he heard a round of masculine laughter and his eyes were pulled over again.
Rafe smirked.
“I bet. Yo, we get it.  She’s yours and you’re the only one who can make her scream your name. But I don’t think they heard her in New Jersey.”
JJ blushed bright red and dropped the plate of food she was holding on the counter with a clatter. “I’m not hungry.”
“Rafe!” Lucia yelled.
Rafe looked slightly chagrined. “Come on blondie, I was just joking,” he yelled after JJ’s retreating form. A few seconds later, a door in the hallway closed firmly.
Jonas was across the room before he had a chance to think, and only Oskar stepping in his way stopped his momentum.
“Fuck you, man. What are you even doing here?”
“I work here, remember? And my sister lives here.” Rafe drawled lazily, as if the entire situation amused him.
That only infuriated Jonas more. The bastard acted like everything was a joke. Especially considering how long he’d been gone from his sister’s life. He thought he could flit in and out of his family’s life with no consequences? Jonas didn’t even know the whole story, but he was furious about Rafe’s actions on Lucia’s behalf. She’d mourned her brother for years.
“Your sister living here didn’t seem to influence your decisions at any other time in your life,” he pointed out.
Like a black cloud had just passed, the temperature in the room dropped a few degrees. Rafe stood slowly. “You don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.”
“Why don’t you come over here and tell me then,” Jonas sneered.
Rafe laughed. “I think we all remember what happened the last time we fought. Can you see me now?”
Jonas growled and tried to push past Oskar. His eyes had fully recovered from whatever Rafe had thrown at him last year, but just the memory of that shit hurt. Months of built-up frustration were about to be released all at once. They’d accepted Rafe because Noah asked them to, but there was only so much a man could take. Even if he died in the attempt, it might be worth it to wipe the smug smile off that asshole’s face temporarily.
“Okay, settle down children. The real enemy is out there.” Noah appeared from somewhere, and a huge hand landed on Jonas’s chest, keeping him immobile. He leaned closer to whisper in Jonas’s ear. “Take a break. Calm down. I’ve got this.”
Jonas clenched his teeth before turning and stalking down the hall. He trusted Noah a hell of a lot. They’d walked through fire together, literally, and there was no one else he’d rather have covering his back. But Noah had sure as hell better handle it.
Because if he didn’t, Jonas would.

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AUTHOR BIOS & LINKS:
M. Malone
NYT & USA Today bestselling author M. Malone lives in the Washington, DC metro area with her husband and their two sons. She holds a master’s degree in Business from a prestigious college that would no doubt be scandalized by how she’s using her expensive education.

Independently published, she has sold more than 1/2 million ebooks in her two series, THE ALEXANDERS and BLUE-COLLAR BILLIONAIRES. Since starting her indie journey in 2011 with the runaway bestselling novella “Teasing Trent,” her work has appeared on the New York Times and USA Today bestseller lists more than a dozen times.

She’s now a full-time writer and spends 99.8% of her time in her pajamas.

Website: http://www.minxmalone.com/
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Nana Malone
USA Today bestselling author Nana Malone’s love of all things romance and adventure started with a tattered romantic suspense novel she “borrowed” from her cousin.

It was a sultry summer afternoon in Ghana, and Nana was a precocious thirteen. She’s been in love with kick-butt heroines ever since. With her overactive imagination constantly channeling her inner Buffy, it was only a matter a time before she started creating her own characters.

While she waits for her chance at a job as a ninja assassin, Nana works out her drama, passion and sass with fictional characters every bit as brazen and kick-butt as she thinks she is.

Website: http://www.nanamalone.com/
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