Siren Unleashed, a sexy romance in the Texas Sirens Series from New York Times bestselling author Lexi Blake writing as Sophie Oak, is available now!

Detectives Ben and Chase Dawson have been sent to investigate an unusual murder at an exclusive resort owned by Julian Lodge. The prime suspect is a young woman who was the last person to see the victim alive. Julian wants them to ensure her safety while also conducting the investigation. The job seems simple enough, until Ben and Chase discover that the beautiful woman they have both come to desire has dark secrets.

Natalie Buchanan came to the Willow Fork Tranquility Spa seeking sanctuary after escaping the clutches of a twisted sadist. Working as a massage therapist at the resort has given her a chance to heal. It also offers her an opportunity to reconnect to the lifestyle she thought she would never be comfortable in again. But when one of her regular clients ends up dead on her table, Natalie fears that the monster she once escaped has come back to claim her.

As Natalie rediscovers her own power, all three will be forced to confront her past.

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Excerpt:

“Why don’t you smile?” Chase shrugged. “I don’t know. Just how I was born. So where’s the dragon tattoo?” Now she was the one smiling. Smart-mouthed bastard. Yeah, that was kind of sexy. “Hey, I was fucked up before it was cool. This is my fourth hair color this year. I was bright yellow two months ago, but someone called me Big Bird.” His hand came up, barely touching her hair. “I like Cotton Candy better.” “Yeah, don’t expect sweet.” There it was, that hint of a smile that made her want more. “I think you could be very sweet if someone handled you the right way.” “What if I don’t want to be handled?” The question came out on a flirty huff. God, was that really her voice? Was she flirting with this Dom like she could take him on? The smile deepened, bringing out ridiculously sexy dimples. “Oh, you want to be handled, sweets.” She kind of did. But she was still afraid. “I don’t think I could stand to be tied down.” “How about a male hand on your body? Could you handle that? No ropes. No cuffs. But I would have to put hands on you, and not in that ‘I’m your dad’ way the other guy did.” Honesty. Lots of honesty. “I don’t know how I would handle it. I know I didn’t like the thought of you servicing me. When you walked up, it felt like I was hiring you or something. I didn’t like that.” He softly brought the pad of his index finger to brush her nose. “Picky sub.” “I know what it feels like to be used. I don’t want to use you.” A single muscular shoulder shrugged. “We all use people. It comes down to how we use them and whether or not they’re okay with being used. How are you going to get what you need if you don’t use someone?” “It feels wrong.” “Are you being honest with me about what you want? Is this a plot to trick me into marrying you?” She rolled her eyes. “No.” “Then we’re good, sub,” he promised. “You want to play a little in a safe environment with someone who’ll give you some space. I’m cool with that.” “What do you get out of it?” She needed to know that there was an exchange. “Ah, you’re a clean-slate girl. Well, sweetness, what I get out of it is the sight of what I think is going to be a spectacular ass. And when I turn in later, I’ll have something to masturbate to.” She felt her eyes flare. Well, there was honesty for her. “I think you could find someone to help you out.” He grimaced. “It would be harder than you think. Not a lot of women appreciate my sparkling personality. And besides, I think I’m going to be faithful for the night. I doubt you’ll let me have you, so I’ll pretend.” The idea of him lying in bed, his hand on his cock while he thought about her, made her breath catch. And still she had to push. “Why me?” He was silent for a moment, as though deciding how honest he should be. “Because you’re vibrant and different and you’ve muted your glow, but I think you could light up this room if you let go. I would be using you a little, too. I don’t do many good things. I’m basically selfish. Maybe I want to feel good about myself for once.” She wasn’t giving him credit. She was judging him the way she expected to be judged, on the outside without a single thought to what was happening in his head. She’d looked at his gorgeous body and expected him to not have a soul, much less one as screwed over as hers. “We could try. You could try to touch me.” She could handle that surely. “Why don’t you touch me instead?”

About Lexi Blake

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake lives in North Texas with her husband, three kids, and the laziest rescue dog in the world. She began writing at a young age, concentrating on plays and journalism. It wasn’t until she started writing romance that she found success. She likes to find humor in the strangest places. Lexi believes in happy endings no matter how odd the couple, threesome or foursome may seem.