Dance with the Devil (Desert Kings MC #5)

I learned a long time ago that real monsters aren’t the big ugly things that hide under your bed. I wish they were.
To survive, I created a new life for myself, where nothing could hurt me. When I dance, I’m in control. My life. My body. My choice.
No one can touch me, unless I want them to.
I never did, until Merc. Tall, dark, and dangerous, when his hands are on me nothing else matters. But being with him brings the monsters I've been hiding from out to play.