Initiate Me
Authors: Elle Raven
INITIATE ME
Barossa Series
Book 2
Dynamic, Merciless, Unforgettable
Follow this family saga, set in The Barossa Valley, as they find love.
Copyright © 2014 Elle Raven
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Initiate Me
Mariah Carey- #Beautiful
My Darkest Days- Casual Sex
Taylor Swift- Everything Has Changed
Boys Like Girls- Two is Better than One
Pink - The Great Escape
One Republic- I Lived
Hunter Hayes- I Want Crazy
Josh Turner- Time is Love
The Band Perry- If I Die Young
Foghat- I Just Wanna Make Love To You
Sarah McLachlan- Angel
Plain White T’s- Rhythm of Love
The Black Keys- I’ll Be Your Man
Katy Perry - Roar
To all the virgins that have been fortunate enough
to find their Prince Charming.
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“Virginity is like a soap bubble.
One prick and it’s gone.”
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“I
nitiate Me” is the second sizzling instalment of the 'The Barossa' series. It continues the saga of the Brunetti family. I’ve always loved a close family, and the Brunetti’s are just that. They love, laugh, fight and cry together as we all do in life.
Most importantly, I hope you all fall in love with my characters just as I have enjoyed writing about them. I have many fond memories of my family and my visits to the Barossa Valley as a child and then again as an adult to experience all those wonderful wineries.
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WARNING:
This book is intended for mature audiences (18+).
Contains Adult Sexual Situations and Language
E
lle Raven is a new and upcoming Aussie author who lives in Adelaide, South Australia, with her husband and three young children. Elle can usually be found with her iPad or laptop computer permanently glued to her. She began writing from a very young age. In fact, Elle used to write plays and musicals when she was in high school. Having such a flamboyant personality, she even performed in them herself. Elle is always an 'actress' and always the star.
Elle loves reading and writing about an alpha-male hero. If she can't read about one who is alpha enough to suit her, she will take it upon herself to write one.
Elle's books feature an alpha-male hero who will come tumbling to his knees in lust and love when he finally meets the heroine of his dreams. Rest assured that in an Elle Raven book, the hero will never cheat.
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ne dominant alpha male.
One innocent, bewitching woman.
Equals an explosive attraction.
Mia Brunetti is far too busy with her studies to worry about having a man in her life. Growing up with three unruly and overprotective brothers has made her wary of men in general. That goes double if he's your brother’s best friend.
For years, Mia has worshipped Zane Mitchell, avoided him and hidden her heart behind a wall. She has waited her entire life for Zane to see her as more than her brother’s little sister. Now that she’s old enough to stake her claim on him, she’s pulling out all the sexual stops.
Zane has sworn off all women...until innocent Mia catches his attention. He is a devastatingly-masculine male, who makes Mia's imagination go wild, but Zane has desires which would send innocent Mia running. The recently-injured ex-cop is now working for the Brunetti family empire. As part of Mia’s internship, Mia's brothers have thrown her under Zane's wing.
He is more than willing to take Mia up on her offer. The fun and games tie them both up in knots. Mia isn’t willing to settle for less than the whole package. But for dominant Zane, even though the sexy country girl sets his blood ablaze, he’s determined to resist her efforts to protect his battered heart and her from his needs.
Barossa Valley, South Australia
Nine years earlier
MIA
"M
mm...your brother Max is looking mighty fine in those footy shorts,” Jada commented. She's always had a
thing
for Max, but being a typical male, he was totally oblivious to it. At eighteen, my friend Jada was the most gorgeous woman in the Barossa Valley; how anyone could be oblivious to her was beyond me. As for me, I had yet to turn eighteen. My birthday was only a few months away, but it seemed like forever.
“Come on, city boy, one more game and then we can call it quits, or are you too scared I'll beat your sorry arse?" Max laughed at Zane who was swiping the sweat on his brow. “That competitive streak is going to get you in a world of trouble one of these days." Max taunted him.
I watched my brother and his best friend play a game of football. I'd never seen anyone run Max down in a game of footy before. Not even my other brothers, Marco or Miccah, could run Max down. It was the first time I'd ever seen his friend Zane. I was copping an eyeful, noting his tall bulky frame and muscular body clad in nothing but a pair of black cargo shorts. He’d taken off his shirt and was currently using it as a sweat rag.
He’s delicious. I sure wouldn’t mind being that sweat rag
. I licked my lips as I ogled him, watching him slide it over his chest and his rock-hard abs. Geez, I just wanted to reach out and lick him.
I couldn't take my eyes off him. I could easily tune out my brothers, my best friend Jada and her younger sister Milan just fine, but this new hottie friend of Max's was a real distraction. He was about the same age as Max, maybe a bit older; I wasn’t too sure. They met while Max was studying at the University of Adelaide a couple of years earlier.
I normally didn’t have much interest or any time for men, but the moment I saw him walk through the front door of the Brunetti Estate, my jaw dropped. Zane Mitchell captivated me.
He was bigger and tougher-looking than any of my three brothers.
Zane guzzled his bottled water and swiped his hand over his mouth. Geez, even that normal act seemed sexy as hell. Then it hit me. Literally. I'd been balanced on the edge of the rail of our porch when the football knocked me off my precarious perch, and I fell directly on my butt.
If I wasn't too busy staring at Zane and had been paying attention to the ball, I would have noticed it coming straight at me.
“Shit,” I mumbled.
That bloody hurt!
My brother Max and Zane both rushed to my side. Max helped me up, concern on his face. “You okay, brat? We don't need to call the ambulance or anything, do we?” he teased.
I was so embarrassed, I didn’t dare cast a glance at Zane. It was bad enough that I had probably been caught staring, which only added to me already feeling like the biggest idiot in the world. “Yes, Max. I’m fine...I think.” It was only my ego hurting.
“Sorry about that,” Zane admitted. "That was my fault. I wasn’t paying any attention to the ball." Holy shit, he was talking to me. I mentally made a point of brushing some imaginary fluff off my denim shorts.
“That's okay. It's no big deal. Honestly, I’ve had worse blows to the head playing football with these three morons growing up,” I said, pointing to all three of my brothers.
"Oh, come on, squirt; we aren't that bad,” Marco complained. “I’m going in to grab some beers and snacks; you coming to help, Miccah?”
"Yeah, sure, Marco; I’ll be there in a sec. Are you sure you're okay, sis?" my brother Miccah asked. Out of all my brothers, Miccah was the sweetest. He was the closest to me in age, so maybe that was why we got along better. Max and Marco were different; they loved to stir me up and remind me I was their baby sister.
When I finally looked up and allowed myself to glance over at Zane, I realised two things. One, he was way, way more of a hunk close-up. Two, he was going to be really hard to ignore since I'd gotten a good, healthy look at him.
I didn't even register for a few seconds when Zane held out his hand.
“Zane Mitchell, I'm Max’s friend.” I took his big, tanned hand in mine and smiled. Just the sensation of touching his skin made my stomach quiver. Goose bumps, thighs clenching – yep, it was all happening.
“I know who you are; Max talks about you all the time. I’m Mia, the annoying younger sister.”
“Yeah, brat, that sounds about right; annoying is just the word to describe you. I’ll go grab us some beers and snacks. I need to find some air conditioning, too; it’s boiling out here,” Max grumbled, staring at Jada, who didn't even bother trying to help me up. She was too busy sitting on the lounger with her sister Milan, pretending to be flicking through a fashion magazine. But every now and then, she'd sneak a peek at Max.
“Honestly, you better make it healthy snacks, too; I think I see a pot belly in your future,” I teased Max, though it was the furthest thing from the truth. Max was all muscle; all my brothers were. I secretly thought fat cells were merely too afraid to venture anywhere near them. Why was I the only one blessed with the fat gene in the Brunetti family? Max strode off, much to Jada's disappointment.
Zane chuckled. “You like to play with fire, don’t you, Mia?”
He had the sexiest voice. The way he said my name was deep, mysterious and deliciously wicked. “Nah, all my brothers are tough and I'm just giving it back to them, especially Max. He's a big boy; he can handle some teasing.”
“I agree,” he murmured then fell silent, staring at me as if he was imagining things. Naughty things. I had the urge to yank at the hem of my black tank top to cover my exposed abdomen. The tank and shorts had seemed like a good idea for a hot January family barbeque. I wanted to show off my belly ring. A month ago, Jada, Milan and I had gone down to Adelaide to have our belly buttons pierced. For some reason, Milan decided not to have it done at the last minute, but she must have had something done because I heard her groaning in pain in the cubicle next door to me. All she told us was she was feeling nauseous from the drive and the guy at the tattoo parlour let her lay down.
My parents grounded me for a whole week because I didn't ask for their permission. My father was a strict Sicilian man and he said there was no way his only daughter was going to start putting holes in her body.
