Banging the Butcher Boys (Diana #1)

By Lotte Larsen

Ever since surviving a car bomb, I'd been dreaming about my male buddies doing me in dodgy locations. So watching these four hot young guys wash up in front of the slaughterhouse was a real distraction. I was on the farm for a security job. And they'd never go for a tough ex-cop PI who looked like this rock star's mum. Mm. On second thought . . .

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lotte Larsen
• Release date: Aug 18, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310552373

Lotte Larsen

Lotte Larsen is a Swedish-Canadian who lives in Toronto, Ontario. She hopes you have as much fun reading her smutty little pulps as she has writing them.

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HotSwedishMen: Diana #1

BANGING THE BUTCHER BOYS

Lotte Larsen

Copyright © Lotte Larsen, 2015

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Table of Contents

One: The Gig

Two: The Slaughterhouse

Three: The Try-Out

Four: The Science Station

Five: The Proposal

Six: Olaf

Seven: The Hot Bath

Eight: Mikko

Nine: Peder

Ten: Kerestel and Olaf

Eleven: Future Plans

One: The Gig

I was walking across the parking lot and was about ten metres from the car when it blew up. Not my car. Not my problem. Or so I thought. Almost being killed usually left me paranoid and angry but this time it made me horny as hell. I had wild, vivid sexual dreams almost every night, like my brain was plugged into the porn channel and I was the star of the show. A parade of my male buddies performed sex acts with me I didn't even know I knew about. My first judo instructor showed up to do me. And then the guys I'd worked with in the antigang unit. It was getting hard to take. Doc called it the lust for life. Said my mind was coping with the close call by driving me to procreate so some part of me would survive. I told him no way in hell I was having a kid at my age. He said it wasn't a literal thing, simply a kind of drive we all had that was separate from our reason. Still seemed like overkill to me. I mean, I could only get pregnant once, right? So why the endless stream of men?

Doc had no answers but, fortunately, my Swedish friend Olga did.

You need a job. That's your problem, Deedee, she said over breakfast at her house one morning.

I only let Olga call me Deedee because she's a Marine and Viking huge: six foot six and two hundred fifty pounds of sheer muscle and bone. Okay, I asked her several times not to call me that but she ignored me each time so now I put up with it. Does it to nearly everyone she likes so I figure I'm in good company.

I shook my head. I'm too messed up to work.

There's this biologist, Ursula, up north near my cousin Nils, ya? She takes her team into the interior to study wolves for two, three months every year. Last time, he says, the idiot she chose to watch their backs let a wolf attack one of the botanists. The lady is okay but the team doesn't trust Ursula now so they're looking for the replacement themselves. You would be perfect. And the pay is not so bad. See?

Olga pushed her phone across the table so I could read her cousin's email.

There's a salary? This was the kind of trip people paid to be on. Or rather,