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Title: The Biker’s Omega
Author: Lisa Oliver
Publisher: Self Published
Cover Artist: Lisa Oliver
Genre/Sub-Genre: Erotica, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Paranormal
Marly Miles has been happy in his life as a lone Omega wolf, living and working among the humans of Orlando, Florida. When an attack on him and his friend brings Marly to the notice of the Sergeant of Arms of the Epitaph’s Motorcycle Club, he realizes immediately that the man carries the same scent as his attackers. Not a very good start when the same man is also his mate.
Alpha wolf, Trent Beaumont has spent a lot of years living as a human when he walked away from his home pack. Forced to live as a straight man, because of the Epitaph’s club culture, he walks away from Marly after checking the man is safe. But no wolf, not even an Alpha, can refuse the mating call from the Fates. But with his President looking over his shoulder, and a woman panting after him to share his bed, Trent isn’t sure it will ever be the right time to claim his own Omega.
Fights, misunderstandings and a lack of communication aren’t the only problems Trent and Marly face. Trent has a history that has clouded his judgment and when Marly gets attacked again, Trent realizes he could lose his mate permanently, if he doesn’t get his head out of the sand.
Warning: Contains one hot biker, a beautiful twink with a sassy mouth, and a ton of misunderstandings. Graphic m/m sex, violence and strong language.
We are here today to talk about The Biker’s Omega.
1. What can you tell us about it?
Hello and thank you for talking to me today. The Biker’s Omega is a study in opposites – big mean burly biker meets cute little twink with more personality in his little finger than anyone should ever have. Although most of my books are about Alpha types with other Alpha types, in this series I specifically wanted to explore how two total opposites could come together and fall in love. Remember in my books true mates doesn’t equal insta-love, only insta-lust, but all of my guys have to be in love by the end of the story. The journey is never easy as readers will see with Trent and Marly.
2. Tell us more about Marly and Trent?
The thing you have to realize about Trent is that although he is an Alpha wolf he doesn’t lead or live in a pack – he lives with humans and his motorcycle gang are his form of a pack. Marly makes the point at some stage in the book that Trent had lost touch with his wolf, and that is evident in the way Trent behaves. Marly on the other hand knows he has to hide the fact that he is a wolf shifter, he won’t hide the fact that he is gay. He is a lot more at peace with himself that Trent proves to be, and although he is small in stature, Marly has a huge heart and personality.
3. What about In the The Biker’s Omega makes you the proudest?
In this book I love the fact that although Trent is the Alpha in every sense, it is Marly that has strength. I am a strong believer in physical size does not make the measure of a man, and my smaller characters always have an inner strength. I think too many shorter people, especially men, are underestimated because of their physical size (especially in the shifter world) and I like to prove that characters like Marly are stronger than they appear.
4. Why Bikers?
What’s not to love about bikers? I love motorcycles and it is on my bucket list to actually learn to ride one, one day soon. Bikes, big muscles and leather – my idea of heaven lol.
5. What book do you keep by your bed?
I don’t read in bed lol, there are far too many other things I could be doing there apart from reading.
6. If you could give one piece of advice to aspiring writers, what would it be?
Finish your book. It’s easy to start a book, when your ideas are fresh and exciting, but the key to being a good writer is to actually finish the story and then don’t be afraid to put it out there for others to enjoy.
7. Rapid Fire Time
- Kanye or Beck? Beck
- Rain or snow? Snow
- Red Heads or Blondes? Blondes
- Winter or Summer Olympics? Summer Olympics – less clothes
- Ketchup or Mustard? Neither – sour cream
- Caramel or Chocolate? – Definitely chocolate
- Santa Claus or Easter Bunny? Easter Bunny – see chocolate
- hot air balloon or blimp? Hot air balloon
- Salty or Sugary? Sugary
- TV or movies? Movie channel on TV
8. What are you working on? What is next?
I am just finishing up Fae for All which is book 6 of the Cloverleah Pack series (finally). No Mate of Mine (Book 5 Bound and Bonded) and Copping a Lot of Sin (Stockton Wolves Book 2) are in the WIP stage and I am exploring a new idea for the Alpha and Omega series. I am also working on a new short story for the MMRomance Goodreads anthology this year and I have ideas for other books for all of the series I currently run floating around in my head. It is going to be a busy year for me.
Trent had been waiting hours, freaking hours, for his mate to get home. He had pulled into the apartment block about an hour after he left the club, figuring a shower and a change of clothes was a good idea. But from the scent in the hallway outside of Marly’s apartment door, it seemed he had just missed the little man. Oh, well. Maybe his mate had gone out for food. Four hours later, Trent had to leave his post to get his own food and to take a bathroom break. But in less than thirty minutes, he was back at his post, waiting for Marly to get home. He didn’t remember falling asleep, but being awoken by a mini biker vision in black was more than Trent’s control could handle, especially when Marly smelled of so many different men. The little shit had been clubbing and while Trent wasn’t silly enough to think that Marly had been with anyone else, his wolf’s need to cover the man with his own scent was overwhelming.
Yes, he meant to talk to Marly first – get to know a little bit about the man he was about to become bonded to. Trent wasn’t some crass shifter who fucked first, and then talked after. Not with his mate at least. With most men he had enjoyed in the past it was fuck first and then fuck the talking. But Trent wanted to explain to Marly about his position in the club and what was happening there. He needed to find out about Marly’s pack status and explain his own lack of one. But then the sexy man just had to put a wiggle in his step as he walked passed him and that one little movement shattered what was left of Trent’s resolve, already weakened by his long wait. It had been so long since he had enjoyed a man in his arms, and this one was already deemed perfect for him by the Fates. He didn’t have the strength to argue with that sort of situation.
And right now? With Marly’s mouth open under his, Trent couldn’t think of one goddamn fucking reason why he had wanted to wait at all. The hint of pineapple and cream suggested his mate liked those frou-frou drinks that Trent had never tasted because they looked too girly. The lack of anyone else’s scent on Marly’s tongue meant the man had behaved himself while he was out, and Trent made sure to check, thoroughly, in every crevice and corner of Marly’s mouth.
It wasn’t only Marly’s mouth that was driving Trent insane. Marly’s slim but solid chest was rammed tight between his own and the wall, not a cigarette paper gap between them. Trent moaned as he felt Marly’s cock throbbing behind his jeans, against his own abs, and his Omega’s fingers gripping his shoulders was pure heaven. There was nothing hesitant about Marly – not the way he opened his mouth to accept Trent’s tongue, nor the way he clasped Trent’s shoulders as though the bigger man would try and get away. When Trent felt Marly wrap his lean legs around his waist, opening out that delectable denim covered ass, Trent couldn’t help running his fingers along the seam covered crack. Marly’s full body shiver and the way he pressed even closer into Trent’s chest was proof his mate was as eager for their mating as he was.
His cock threatening the construction of his zipper, Trent was on the verge of coming in his pants and that just would not do. Wrenching his lips from his mate’s enticing mouth, Trent looked down to see Marly’s bright blue eyes were now the shade of a stormy sea.
“Bedroom,” he said roughly. “Or I swear I’ll take you right here, right now.”
Marly blinked for a few moments and Trent wasn’t sure if the man was thinking about his options, or just trying to get his brain to function.
“Through there,” Marly said finally, his voice almost a whisper, pointing over Trent’s back.
Holding onto Marly tightly, unwilling to let him go for even a second, Trent spun around, spying a door set in the opposite wall. Noting it was the only door in the room, Trent figured he had to be on the right track and he covered the distance from one wall to the other in just five long strides. Thank god his little mate didn’t live in a mansion or he might have been forced to mate with the man on the stairs.
About the Author:
Lisa Oliver had been writing non-fiction books for years when visions of half dressed, buff men started invading her dreams. Unable to resist the lure of her stories, Lisa decided to switch to fiction books, and now stories about her men clamor to get out from under her fingertips.
When Lisa is not writing, she is usually reading with a cup of tea always at hand. Her grown children and grandchildren sometimes try and pry her away from the computer and have found that the best way to do it, is to promise her chocolate. Lisa will do anything for chocolate.
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