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Taking Control: Sons of Sinners, #4
Taking Control: Sons of Sinners, #4
Taking Control: Sons of Sinners, #4
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Taking Control: Sons of Sinners, #4

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Sienna Atkins had seen it all growing up on the streets as a foster kid. But if it weren’t for the help of her brother Linc, she would have never survived the streets alone. Linc protected her, made sure no harm ever came to her after the night she was attacked. And now as an adult, she had everything she ever wanted in life, but she was tired of being under the watchful eye of big brother. She craved to be cherished and loved as the woman she had come to be. She had needs just as any woman, desires that she could no longer contain while being around the two men who were hired by her brother to watch over her.

Marx and Dalton had spent their lives getting themselves in and out of trouble. Being friends from early childhood, they each knew what the other liked and disliked most. And when they met the beautiful Sienna for the first time, Marx and Dalton knew they wanted a taste of what the fiery redhead had to offer. They never guessed they would find the one woman who could truly meet their individual needs or could handle their take-charge, controlling ways in the bedroom. It was a challenge they would be willing to accept just to get the luscious redhead into their hands and their bed.

Not only will they do anything in their power to protect Sienna and keep her safe from anyone who threatens to harm the woman they have claimed as theirs, but Linc has also given the Sons of Sinners a new assignment, a challenge in life. One they can’t help but to accept. 

LanguageEnglish
PublisherErika Reed
Release dateApr 14, 2017
ISBN9781540182654
Taking Control: Sons of Sinners, #4

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    Sienna Atkins had seen it all growing up on the streets as a foster kid. But if it weren’t for the help of her brother Linc, she would have never survived the streets alone. Linc protected her, made sure no harm ever came to her after the night she was attacked. And now as an adult, she had everything she ever wanted in life, but she was tired of being under the watchful eye of big brother. She craved to be cherished and loved as the woman she had come to be. She had needs just as any woman, desires that she could no longer contain while being around the two men who were hired by her brother to watch over her.

    Marx and Dalton had spent their lives getting themselves in and out of trouble. Being friends from early childhood, they each knew what the other liked and disliked most. And when they met the beautiful Sienna for the first time, Marx and Dalton knew they wanted a taste of what the fiery redhead had to offer. They never guessed they would find the one woman who could truly meet their individual needs or could handle their take-charge, controlling ways in the bedroom. It was a challenge they would be willing to accept just to get the luscious redhead into their hands and their bed.

    Not only will they do anything in their power to protect Sienna and keep her safe from anyone who threatens to harm the woman they have claimed as theirs, but Linc has also given the Sons of Sinners a new assignment, a challenge in life. One they can’t help but to accept.

    Chapter One

    Sienna Atkins stared out the window of the luxurious hotel room overlooking the Vegas strip. The Vegas lifestyle had never really appealed to her much. She liked to keep to herself and didn’t like the fast-paced, ‘stay up all night and gamble’ attitude that appealed to most while vacationing in Sin City. She had heard way too many stories of people who came to Vegas in hopes of winning big, when most ended up going home with just enough to put in their gas tank. Gambling had never appealed to her. She would rather buy something that she wanted and not throw money out the door. There was no skill in gambling... it was all luck. The lack of luck was something she had known all too well growing up.

    Never having known her real parents, Sienna grew up in and out of foster homes since birth. A ward of the state, she had been moved from one foster home to another until her eighteenth birthday. She never got too accustomed or comfortable, fearing the day that she would be taken away for making some little mistake to upset the couple she was staying with. She tried not to make waves in the house, but there were times when the other children she stayed with would lie and say she did something she didn’t do or say she had stolen, which she never had. Most of the kids she shared a home with didn’t particularly like sharing their new families with the other foster kids. It was a fact that as a foster child you wanted to be placed in a home that you felt comfortable in, loved by the family and safe. With each home she was placed in, she felt less and less like that this would be the family who would adopt her and she could finally call a family of her own. Unfortunately that day never came for Sienna. She knew all too well about never taking for granted what you had. The last foster home she was placed in, under the care of Peter and Joan Miller, was one of the most pleasant she had ever stayed in. The middle-aged couple was kind to her, treating her like the responsible adult she had become.

    Joan and Peter Miller never had any kids of their own and couldn’t afford to adopt on Mr. Miller’s independent plumbing business. So after years of trying to get pregnant and pursuing adoption, they decided to register as foster parents. Sienna stayed out of their hair and vice versa. Most of the time the two were never home. Most days, Sienna came home to find a note on the counter that Joan had errands to do and would be home late and Peter would be working late as well. Sienna was old enough to fend for herself, cooking her own meals and picking up after herself. Like most foster kids, she was nothing more than extra money in their pockets. She stayed out of their way when the two were home and they respected her privacy. She vowed once she had a family of her own one day, she would be the best parent she could be for her children.

    Now that she was older, Sienna didn’t ever have to worry about money like she had before she met Linc. From the first time she met Linc, he promised to always take care of her. He had always been there for her, especially when she needed someone the most. She owed her life to Linc. Sienna would be forever in his debt. If it weren’t for Linc she wouldn’t be alive to this day. Linc had saved her. No one but she and Linc knew what had happened the night that changed them both forever. Neither of them trusted easily and never allowed their guard down.

    Now the danger lay with how she craved the men that guarded her on the other side of her hotel room. She had never seen or felt an interest in anyone that Linc had chosen to protect her... until she met Dalton and Marx, the two men she felt were way out of her league. Linc would have a fit if he knew she was thinking impure thoughts about the rugged, hard-edge gorgeous bikers. He would make sure she never came back to Nevada for a visit.

    Sienna rubbed her arms as she watched the city that never rested down below. She felt cold inside, craving the warmth and the strength of a warm body to hold her when she most needed it. She hated sleeping alone night after night in a big bed.  

    Her thoughts wandered to the two men that stood outside her hotel room.

    The moment she’d stepped foot out of the limo and saw the two handsome men waiting to greet Linc, her heart had skipped a beat. Linc introduced them as Marx and Dalton. If she had run into either of them on the street, she would for sure steer clear of the likes of them. Dark and dangerous was the only way to describe the two hard-edged men. Neither of them looked pleased to be escorting her to the hotel in Nevada, but her bodyguard had suddenly come down with the flu.

    Linc had requested that they escort her to their hotel and stay with her until he could find a replacement the next day. Linc never let her travel on her own or roam around unattended without a chaperon. Through the years he had become very protective of her safety and didn’t trust anyone she found an interest in. None of the men she’d dated had ever met with his approval. Most of the time she never went on more than a few dates with any guy. Linc scared most of them away before she could get intimate with them.

    When Linc had gone over his expectations with Marx and Dalton, they loaded her luggage into their car and she checked into her hotel. Sienna looked over her shoulder toward the door that separated her from Marx and Dalton.

    After the long day of flying and then sitting around listening to Linc discuss business as usual, she felt the need to wash the day’s grime away and soak in a nice warm bath. Sienna began to strip the clothes from her body, feeling the relief of being out of the tight confinements of the spandex dress she’d worn all day. She tossed the dress on the suitcase, grabbed her toiletry bag and walked to the bathroom. As the tub filled with water, she piled her long red hair on top of her head and secured it with a hair tie. She slipped off her black bra and silk underwear and placed a towel on the back of the tub to rest her head on as she soaked. When the bath was finished, she slipped in, relishing the warmth. Her stomach grumbled as she sat in the water, a reminder that it was late and she hadn’t had the chance to worry about dinner. Once she was finished with her bath she would order up some room service before she slipped into bed for the night.

    As she closed her eyes, Marx and Dalton were the first thing that she could think of. She felt her breasts tighten at the thought of their large, rough hands sliding up and down her slick, naked body. Her hands trailed along her skin beneath the water in the way she envisioned them touching

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