Axe Backwards (Maine Lumberjacks, #4)

by Daphne Elliot

And also, did I just get cock-blocked by a fucking stuffed snowman?

Noah, I’d discovered, was a sweet single dad in the streets and a domineering, bossy stallion in the sheets.

With a growl, he rolled me over and pinned me to the bed. “If you’re claiming me, then I get to claim you right back.”

After two years of celibacy, my desire had come back with a vengeance. With Noah, sex was playful and fun. He made me feel safe and comfortable.

“You are mine,” he said between kisses. “And I’m all yours. Anything you want. Take it. Everything I am, everything I have.

I’m a fourth-generation lumberjack, baby. Don’t worry about me.”

“How did Olaf survive?” “He’s possessed by demons,”

I never imagined I’d find a friend.” I grasped her hip and gave it a squeeze. “But to find you? A best friend and the love of my life all rolled into one person? It’s unfathomable.”