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Rugged and Filthy: A Roughneck Enemies to Lovers Romance by Piper Stone

They did more than just take me. They shared me.

When I lost a bet to three burly oil rig roughnecks, having my bare ass blistered with one of their belts while my wrists were bound with another was just the start of the evening. By the time they were done, I was screaming through every savage climax as they ravaged me thoroughly.

I didn’t expect to see them again, but then I learned there are things much more shameful than being left with the seed of three infuriatingly sexy brutes still dripping from my well-used body.

Because it turns out my father brought in these gorgeous assholes to help me run his new oil rig.

And they plan to keep right on sharing me…


Publisher’s Note: Rugged and Filthy is a standalone romance. It includes spankings and rough, intense sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Author: Piper Stone

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Length: 90,100 words


“You’re not going anywhere, lassie,” he growled with more ferocity than before, dragging me straight across his thick bulge. He even took a few seconds to wrap one leg around both of mine.

I was going nowhere.

The spanking continued, the bastard of a man bringing the belt down time and time again.

I was shocked when the tingling sensations roared into white-hot agony rolling through me and curling my toes. But as he brought the belt down two more times, I gathered a whiff of my increasing desire. That meant all three men could as well. The warm flush from before sliding up my cheeks quickly turned to an entirely different kind of heat. I had no doubt my skin was as red as my bottom was about to become.

“It’s time to switch off, bro,” Jack said, not taking no for an answer. “Only I found something else to use.”

When he plopped down on the bed, I jerked my head up, noticing he had a wooden brush of some kind in his hand. It took me a few seconds to realize it was a gosh darn bath brush. Was he kidding me? Did men travel with that kind of thing and across the ocean? I was jarred back to reality when Foxx let me go, although he grumbled while doing so.

Jack was pleased with himself. I could tell that by the twinkle in his eyes as he shifted me onto his lap. “Look how nice and red her luscious bottom has become.”

“Oh!” My spitfire cry was met with more animalistic sounds. The men were enjoying this far too much. Without any further hesitation, Jack brought the stupid-looking brush down with enough force I was jarred into issuing a sob.

“I’ll get you all for this,” I said weakly a second time, trying to keep tears from forming in my eyes. But it was too late.

Jack cracked the implement down at least six times, maybe seven. I lost count as I drifted into a massive fog, no longer able to remember my name let alone why they were spanking me in the first place.

All I could continue thinking about was that I was a bad girl and deserved this. For what? For winning fair and square? Well, sort of. Okay, not really.

I was shocked that the thudding sound matched the brutality of the spanking perfectly, the rhythm something I noticed Hudson was mimicking as if beat boxing. Was he kidding me? I was about to yell off obscenities when Jack startled me even more by caressing my aching skin. His sudden actions set off a wave of tingles that coursed through every cell and muscle like wildfire.

Now I was so wet, I had no doubt my juice was leaking all over his rugged jeans. Well, too bad. When he dared roll his fingers down the crack of my ass, I was forced to suck in my breath all over again.

The three men were suddenly silent. Finally, Foxx cleared his throat a few seconds later. He had the nerve to drop to the floor in front of me, tangling his fingers in my long strands to keep them out of my face.

“You’re very wet. You’ve hungered for three savages to take full control over you.”