I’m so glad this day is finally here:) Long in gestation, I’m very pleased with how this book turned out. This collaboration took both Natasha and me in a new direction with our writing — romantic suspense with a definite dark erotica edge. It’s probably the darkest, most challenging writing either of us have done to date, and we both had a lot of fun doing it! I hope you enjoy reading it, and as always I’d love to hear what you think of it, good or bad.
That’s enough from me. Check out the particulars below:)
Product Description
The day my father agreed to testify against Terrence Randall, one of the most ruthless drug traffickers in North America, was the day I became the target of the drug lord’s enraged vengeance. I was the one thing that stood in the way of Daddy’s testimony, and the one thing that could save Randall. The man would stop at nothing to get his hands on me.
I was prepared for what was coming — as prepared as one could be when vanishing into the U.S. Marshal’s Witness Protection Program.
I just wasn’t prepared for him.
For ex-Navy SEAL turned mercenary Lake Freeman, escorting Lily Cross into the Witness Protection Program was just another job — until a better offer came along. Lake couldn’t have cared less about the life he’d been hired to protect. After all, she was a part of the very organization that had cost him so much already.
At least he never expected to care.
But when forced into a decision he never thought he’d have to make, the mission became one of survival for himself and his beautiful charge. Lake knew that in order to protect her, he’d need to bring the feisty and unpredictable Lily to heel — he couldn’t keep her safe if he couldn’t keep her under control.
But that protective urge quickly turned into something else, something dark … and his need to conquer, to claim, overrode all else.
He would keep her safe. He would keep her protected. But he would make her his, as well.
Now, all he had to do was figure out how to keep them both alive long enough to do it…
Publisher’s Warning: Intended for mature readers. 18 and over only!
This is a MF BDSM romantic suspense. Themes include: graphic sexuality, pervasive D/s, exhibitionism, spanking, bondage, anal play and other BDSM activities. If such content might offend you, please do not purchase this book.
Word count: 66,328 words
Page Count: 200 pages
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Excerpt
“I want you to bend over now. Body parallel to the floor. Keep your hands where they are.”
“Lake, for God’s sake—”
He smacked her ass with a loud crack, and she jumped, yelping.
“I’m not telling you again, Ms. Cross.”
She whimpered as she bent over, pausing a moment to widen her stance, hollowing her back and canting her hips a little to maintain her balance. Her movement was smooth, her hesitation borne of mortification rather than physical difficulty. He wondered at that as she held her position, the palm print blooming in deepening pink on her right buttock. The position was a stress position, intended to both expose the victim and physically tire them. He watched her for several long moments, the way the smooth thighs shivered with tension, the cords of the hamstrings taut, the crevice of her buttocks yawning open, the darkness within hinting at the anus not quite visible in the gathering morning light. The plump, smooth sex swelled below it, a glint of light catching what he’d suspected had gathered between the folds of her pussy. He laid a hand gently on her hip.
“Almost done.”
Her response was half growl, half sob.
Crouching behind her, he stroked a hand up the inside of each thigh, gauging her reaction. Surprisingly, though her thighs tensed further, she didn’t bolt, or even vocalize resistance. The handprint was an angry red now, and his palm caressed its heat before he ran his hands down her long, trembling thighs. This wasn’t about the wire anymore, and he wanted her to know that, to get used to the fact that he could — and would — touch her anywhere he liked. The sooner she understood that she was under his control, the sooner she might settle down, and the sooner she might actually be able to help him keep both of their asses from ending their days in shallow graves.
“Spread your cheeks, spread everything.”
Her breath caught at his words, and she froze. He could almost hear the wheels turning in her head, as she weighed the chances of punishment if she refused. He decided to help her along.
“If you don’t, I will. And you won’t like how I do it, either.”
She cut off a small, desperate sob but her hands slipped back to cup her buttocks.
“Lake…”
He didn’t respond, rather he let her dread — and his anticipation — hang heavy in the air. This was a turning point, of sorts. If he could get her to obey him here, he knew there was a glimmer of hope.
Her fingers grasped her cheeks and eased them slightly apart.
“More than that. I’ve got all day. Dragging it out only makes it worse for you.”
Lily pulled them fully open, her back hitching once, a quavering sound from deep in her throat.
The dark whorl of her anus came into view, the perineum, the delicate petals of her inner lips visible between the plump lips of her sex. Unable to resist, he drew a fingertip between her buttocks, savoring the feel of the smooth flesh there. He tapped lightly on that tight, vulnerable entrance, and she grunted, her anus clenching reflexively.
“You know what to do, Ms. Cross.”
Her fingers paused, one of them raised, shaking, as if she were agonizing over the decision. He hoped she was.
Then those fingers moved lower, between the soft labia, splaying them, the bright wetness within making his cock throb once more.
“That’s it.” He turned his hand palm up and stroked a finger along that wet, pink flesh, the tip easing forward against the prominent hood protecting her clit. He worked that bundle of nerves for a moment, again curious at what she might do. He smiled at the involuntary tightening of her hamstrings and her harsh exhalation of breath, but, again, she stayed put.
“Interesting.”
He rose, slapping her on the hip.
“Time for that shower.”
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