Wednesday, August 5, 2015

REVIEW & BLITZ: Trapped (Caged #2) by Shay Savage **EXCERPT**

Bizarre rituals on a remote island in Maine.
My crazy neighbor lying naked in the produce section of a grocery store.
The sting of a knife as it slices through my flesh.
Now I know why they say life is never easy.
The soft touch of Tria’s hand against my chest is the only thing that keeps me going, but there are consequences. As a fighter, I should be able to deal with anything life throws at me, but there is one circumstance I simply can’t handle.
I only have one coping mechanism: a tube around my arm and a needle in my vein.


Another smash hit for me. This one was not as light as the first book but, still had its laugh out loud moments. Overall, it was grittier and deeper as Shay slowly peels back the layers of both Tria and Liam.

Tria and Liam grow closer as she becomes more confident in Liam's attention and affection.

”Like everything else about you. It’s how beautiful you are when you’re pissed off at me. It’s how you smile when you’re making me breakfast. It’s your eyes, your voice, the smell of your hair. It’s how your skin feels against mine. Everything about you makes me want you more.”

There were some really cute and funny moments as Liam struggles to be patient and surpress his sexual urges as he doesn't want to pressure Tria. His inner dialogue is hilarious.

From the first book, it's apparent that both Tria and Liam have their secrets that have shaped them into who they are. In this book, we learn more about Tria’s past and her insecurities and a little bit more about Liam’s past. While there are still a lot of unanswered questions surrounding Liam, which he refuses to share with Tria, we start to put the pieces together. He has a few more interactions with his family and the most interesting part of it all is how Liam reacts to them.

He clearly hasn't dealt with the loss, anger and grief from the traumatic event he endured. It’s obvious that so much of how he acts and why he fights... wrapped up in the past and what happened (hints are given and while Liam doesn't come clean, I was able to figure out what I think happened). And Liam is warned that if he doesn't face it, he could lose Tria.

“I’ve spent a long time not feeling anything because all I felt was…bad. I was only happy when I was fighting, but you…you changed all of that. For the first time in a decade, I have a reason to be outside the cage.”

My most favourite thing about Shay’s writing is her ability to create such magnetic yet flawed male characters that I can’t help but be drawn to them.

Liam Teague is one of those men. More so than the first book, I discovered more of his vulnerabilities and flaws as well as his sweet and tender side mixed in with his uber Alpha fighter persona that made him irresistible.

This was an edgier read and with that came more emotions and anticipation as I knew it was building to something -- something not so good. And sure enough, it ends on a cliffy that had me in despair. I seriously need the final book ASAP!

***An advance reading copy was generously provided by Shay Savage in exchange for an honest review.***

I felt my body tighten at her touch, and my skin tingled as her fingers moved over my chest and down to my abs. She took one finger and slid it over the ridge of each muscle. I caught her under her chin with my fingers and brought her mouth back to mine.

Open mouthed, I moved from her lips, up the line of her jaw, to her ear, and back again. With my free hand, I crept from her hip up her side, and my thumb stroked the skin of her stomach. I felt her hand over mine.

I started to pull away, assuming her intent was to tell me to stop, but her grip on my fingers tightened. Opening my eyes, I looked down at her and watched her tongue dart out over her lips before she slowly pushed my hand upwards.

“You sure?” I breathed, hating myself for even asking the question instead of jumping on the opportunity. In response, Tria rose up just enough to pull her shirt up over her head.

My cock tried to jump right through the material of my jeans to tit fuck her right there in her bra.

I had to physically restrain myself from the action as she settled back above me on her knees. The bra itself wasn’t unfamiliar—I’d seen all of her clothes in the drawers before—but having the lacy white material wrapped around her smooth breasts laid out before me was completely different.

I sat up and moved her with me until she was flat on her back on the couch, and I was hovering over her. I moistened my lips as I gazed down at the pale flesh before me with only a slight curve visible at the top of the lacy front.

As slowly as I could endure, I traced her skin from the edge of the thin strap around her shoulder and down to the mound of flesh against the lace edge. Barely touching her, I outlined from one edge over the curve, down into the slight dip, and back over again. My fingertip completed the trek back up to her other shoulder, and then began to make its way down again.

Once it hit the center of the dip again, I fanned out my fingers—still keeping my touch ultra-light—and stroked slowly toward the outside of her breast. I could feel my own breathing increasing in tempo with hers as I touched her through the thin material. I mimicked the motion with my other hand and the other breast, leaning in to kiss her shoulder as I moved.

                                                             Releases August 25, 2015

Shay Savage lives in Cincinnati, Ohio with her family and a variety of household pets. She is an accomplished public speaker, and holds the rank of Distinguished Toastmaster from Toastmasters International. When not writing, she enjoys science fiction movies, masquerading as a zombie, is a HUGE Star Wars fan, and member of the 501st Legion of Stormtroopers. When the geek fun runs out, she also loves soccer in any and all forms - especially the Columbus Crew, Arsenal and Bayern Munich - and anxiously awaits the 2014 World Cup. Savage holds a degree in psychology, and she brings a lot of that knowledge into the characters within her stories.

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