Secrets of an Alpha Male by JD Hawkins
Release Date: October 25, 2016
Genre: Contemporary Romance
What happens when a cocky bad boy falls for a good girl?
I’m Connor ‘Alpha Male’ Anderson. Pound for pound I’m the best MMA fighter in America, and I’ve got the brains, balls, and brawn to back it up – 230 pounds of pure muscle, infinite charm, and the stamina to last all night long. But with the biggest fight of my career coming up, I’ve got to keep my pants zipped and get my head in the game.
That’s when Frankie Jones comes in. An amazingly hot yoga teacher, she drives me crazy with those booty shorts and sports bras. I’ll hold downward dog as long as she wants so I can show her my cobra. She’s a total bombshell, feisty, and challenges me every step of the way. She doesn’t fall for my alpha game, and that only turns me on more. But how can I get myself into her skin-tight leggings, with the pressure of this title match coming up and my trainer’s orders to keep it in my pants?
Before I met Frankie, all I wanted was to win this fight.
All I want is her.
Opposites attract in this Standalone Romance Novel with an HEA that will knock you out!
Secrets of an Alpha Male was an amazing read that had me on the edge of my seat all the through the book. I absolutely loved this story and everything about it. I especially loved the idea of an MMA fighter falling for a yoga teacher and I loved the way that this all happened in the story. J.D. Hawkins don an amazing job with the writing of this story, with each part of the book felt like I was really there. During some of the scenes within the book I couldn’t read it fast enough to find out what happened.
Connor is the ultimate sexy alpha male that I absolutely loved. Connor is a MMA fighter that has the biggest competitions of his life coming up. There was so much to Connor that I loved about him, I loved the confidence that he always showed and the way that he was able to let his guard down around Fankie. I laughed so much with the banter he shared with his coach and I was shouting at the book when he was fighting. I loved everything about Connor and found that he was one of my favourite male characters.
Frankie was a feisty, strong willed and proud character that did not give up on her dreams. She was just as much of fighter as Connor, the only difference was that she fought to keep her yoga studio business going while Connor fought in the ring. I loved the way that she supported Connor during his fights and the way that she was able to not take any shit from anyone. I enjoyed reading about Frankie so much and is another character that is one of my favourites.
Secrets of an Alpha Male is about MMA fighter Connor ‘Alpha Male’ Anderson entering into the UFC and preparing for the biggest fight of his career. Connor meets Yoga teacher and studio owner Frankie Jones who he instantly feels something for her. Secrets of an Alpha Male see these two different characters coming together and forming a relationship.
Overall, I loved this book and absolutely loved the way that J.D. Hawkins was able to write this sexy, smart and romantic book. The story was written in such detail I felt like I was there and I could easily picture everything in my head. I found myself cheering for Connor during his fight scenes and I felt like I was there watching the fight take place. I really enjoyed this book and the characters within it.
I feel about a hundred pounds lighter when I get home from the yoga studio. Like there’s a bubble of calm positivity surrounding me. Even my Pitbull Tyson seems to sense it. Instead of scrabbling around on the hardwood floor like a maniac when I walk through the door, he bounds up to me and lets me roll his face in my hands.
“What’s up, buddy?” I growl back at him. “You feeling as good as I am?”
I lead him out to the backyard and toss a few treats for him to hunt down and eat. We chase each other around the yard a bit, partly to work off any excess energy and partly for the sheer joy of it. Eventually he gets tired enough to take his place sitting on the back porch, watching the birds. I rub his head a little, right close to his scarred ear where he likes it, then go back into the house to take a shower.
Hot water hits my back like a giant, soothing palm, and my mind immediately goes to Frankie, the way she put her hand up against my six-pack. The Python, Tara, it all feels like it happened long ago in a past not worth remembering, not after what Frankie just did for me, how she made me feel. It changes everything.
I close my eyes and try to visualize her, but it’s hard to recreate something so perfect in your mind. The best I can do is remember how she made me feel. Or maybe it was just the yoga. I’m not sure anymore where the line is drawn.
It isn’t long before I’ve got a hard-on, thinking of Frankie’s half-smile as she told me I was doing it right. Of her sleek legs extended behind her when she did the downward dog. Of how even her tight sports bra couldn’t hide the elegant outline of her tits when she curled backwards.
It would have been so easy to put a move on her, to pull that waist up against me, plant my tongue between those fertile lips. I play the scene out in my mind, hand on cock, mouth opening a little as if I could actually taste her. I love eating pussy as much as the next guy, but something about this woman makes me want to go down on her for hours, bury my head between those toned thighs, drink her essence until her tight little body spasms with chaotic joy.
I come hard, slamming a hand against the shower glass to steady myself, a week’s build-up and the impossible pull Frankie compels in me combining to make the orgasm feel like a trigger being pulled inside of me. Tara got one thing right; I have been pretty pent up.
I lean back and let the water continue to hit me, contented emptiness spreading out from my cock. My body is satisfied, but I still can’t get her face out of my head. Still feel like it’s not quite enough.
By the time I get to bed my mind’s going like a washing machine again, just like it always does around this time. I lay there the same way I’ve laid there every night this week, body begging to fall asleep, to let my muscles repair, but my mind going through a million things at breakneck speed. A half-waking nightmare of mistakes I made in sparring blending with the stress of my upcoming fights and stained recollections of Tara—good and bad, though even the good seems bad with hindsight.
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About the Author:
I grew up in Southern California and now live with my wife in Venice, CA. In between I’ve lived in NYC, India and Thailand. I love to travel and enjoy surfing, training in MMA and riding motorcycles. I’ve always enjoyed making up stories, especially ones inspired by real life.