Savage Daddies by Liz Archer

It started with one masquerade ball and three silver fox bikers…

And ended with the wildest ride of my life.

Four years ago, three savage bikers ravaged my body.

No names. No faces. But they gave me a gift…

A baby in my belly.

There’s Poet, whose stormy blue eyes match my daughter’s.

Then there’s Wrangler, who sets my panties on fire with one touch.

And Bullwhip, the big, brooding biker with ice in his veins.

The vultures are circling,

Waiting to tear me and my little girl apart.

But these three savages vow to protect us…

And one of them doesn’t know he’s my baby’s daddy.