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Virtual Book Tour, eARC Reviews, Excerpt, & #Giveaway: The Biker's Omega (Alpha and Omega #1) by Lisa Oliver



Author Name: Lisa Oliver 
Book Name: The Biker’s Omega 
Release Date: December, 2014
Pages or Words: 130 pages 
Categories: Erotica, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Paranormal, Romance
Publisher: Oliver Group Publications
Cover Artist: Lisa Oliver



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. 


Review by: multitaskingmomma
My Rating: 3.5 of 5 Stars
Trent Beaumont, as the Sergeant of Arms of the Epitaph's Motorcycle Club, had a lot to live up to and hide from. As a gay were, his being in an MC known for it homophobia is not a thing. When one of his men beats up two civilians he should not have reacted but he did, especially when he smelled not only an Omega, but his mate. 

Marly Miles works with humans but is a were. When he gets beat up just for breathing the same air as the homophobic bikers, he had to pretend not to be strong enough to fight back. His human friend did not fair out so well. When an alpha wolf smells him up and camps at his door, he has no choice but to let the man in, especially when fate intervenes and makes said man his mate. A were who just happens to be closeted and member of the MC that beat him up.

This is not a good way to start a relationship. There is a whole lot of misunderstanding going on, a whole lot of violence and stupidity for no reason going on, and the advances of a woman who thinks she is god's gift to mankind going on. Desperate much?

In any case, this was an interesting read and the story is just the first of the series. The characters I met in this read are definitely going to have their own fifteen minutes of fame and I am curious about what happens to them. They are already here, and the damage has been done, I am curious hooked once more.

I am satisfied as the following elements in my mental checklist are present: paranormal shape-shifters, bikers, alpha male, twinkiemenwithbackbone, violence, and mayhem. What I did not like was the over-zealous advances of a woman who was lower than low and attempted to make a mess out of my men. Then of course, the end was quite anti-climactic. Otherwise, all is good and I would love to read more.



Excerpt

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.




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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.Lisa loves to hear from her readers and other writers.  You can friend her on Facebook here, or email her directly at yoursintuitively@gmail.com.





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2 comments:

  1. I like both the Alpha for his strength and the Omega for his ability to love

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