Desiree Holt | USA Today & Award-Winning Author

The Cockiest Alphas Anthology

They’re the naughtiest of the naughty, the boldest of the bold, the sexiest of the sexy. They’ve got what all the other women want, and they know it. What’s that make them? Just one word will do.

Cocky.

They’ve got it. You need it. Now you can have all the cocky you can ever handle, in one crazy, cocky volume from some of your favorite romance stars, getting their cocky on with their cockiest alphas.

Best of all: it’s a lot of cocky for a great cause, so everyone’s got the win!

Come on. You know you want to. Get cocky.

Multiple authors, along with Once Upon An Alpha, have joined for a collection featuring some of the cockiest alpha heroes you’ll ever read. Best of all, the proceeds will benefit Testicular Cancer Society.

Participating Authors:
Shayla Black – More Than Want You
Sierra Cartwright – The Cockiest Billionaire
Katana Collins – Challenge Accepted
Tricia Daniels – Unbound
Kym Grosso – Solstice Burn
Desiree Holt – Fired Up
Jenna Jacob – Sin City Submission
Kat T Masen – Mr. Rebound
Sasha White – One Weekend

Read an Excerpt (Click to show / hide)

Misa Romero pulled into her driveway and automatically let her gaze shift to the house next door. Six months ago, Sam Braddock had moved in, and between mentally drooling over him and climaxing in her erotic dreams about him, she could hardly get him out of her mind. Who wouldn’t want to do everything with a six-foot-four blond hunk with sculpted muscles that didn’t come from any gym, and a smile that made her panties wet? He was the stuff any woman’s dreams were made of. The few times she’d spoken to him, at the mailbox or when they both happened to arrive home at the same time, she’d actually had trouble forming words. All she could think about was how big his cock might be and how it would feel inside her.

Even more than that, he might as well have the words “cocky alpha” tattooed on his forehead. The aura of command and self-confidence surrounded him like a cloud. She shivered every time she thought of him giving her orders in bed in that low, sexy voice.

Ohmigod!

Just the day before yesterday they’d met in the driveway and her eyes had been drawn to the bulge in his jeans as if pulled by a thread. It took her a long moment before she realized he was actually saying something.

“Misa?” Fingers snapped in front of her face. “Hey. You in there? You okay?”

“Huh? What?” She shook her head, heat creeping up her cheeks. Forcibly she lifted her gaze to his face.

“Bad day?” he chuckled. “I asked you if one of these nights you wanted to grab a beer with me.”

“A beer?” God, didn’t she just sound like a lobotomized idiot.

“Or any other kind of drink. Whatever you like.” He shoved his hands in the front pockets of his jeans, further straining the material and accentuating that yummy bulge even more. Don’t look, don’t look.

“I mean,” he went on, “we’ve lived next door to each other for a while and don’t say much more than hi or goodbye. I thought maybe we should be a little more, you know, neighborly.”

His voice had that I’m going to do naughty things with you quality.

Oh hell yes, she wanted to get neighborly with him. Intimately so.

“Um, sure. That would be great.” She dragged her gaze back to his face again. “Just let me know when.”

He studied her for a minute. “Are you sure you’re okay? You seem a little, oh, I don’t know, disturbed about something.”

Misa had pulled in a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Just a little distracted is all. Sure. That sounds great.”

“Maybe this weekend? I’ll have my next forty-eight hours off then.”

She nodded, her tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth. She was actually going to spend some private time with this sex god.

Holy shit!

“I’ll call you Saturday morning,” he added, then looked at his watch. “Gotta run. See you this weekend.”

That was two days ago. Since then she’d barely been able to think of anything else. Last night she’d had such an erotic dream about Sam that she’d woken up sweaty and panting with three of her fingers shoved into her pussy and the other hand clamped around a breast. She’d needed a long shower, much of it cold, to pull herself together. She’d actually been so unfocussed at work today people asked her if she had a problem.

Yes. A problem. I want to have hot, sweaty, off-the-wall sex with my neighbor, king of the alphas.

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