She
showed me the light when she came into my life.
And
reminded me just how dark love can be.
Excerpt:
Delilah was perfect. Hell, she’d always been
delectable, the very definition of temptation, but having her bound and spread
for him this way was a vision. More than Dalton could have dreamed of. More
than he deserved.
Dalton rose from the place he’d secured her ankles
to drink in the sight of the redhead bound to his St. Andrew’s cross and he
could only conclude what he already guessed. Delilah was all his Christmases
come at once.
“How are those nipples now?” Intentionally, he
arched a single brow at her while he asked and relished the way she physically
strained against the cuffs in response.
“They ache, s-sir.”
“Too much?” Dalton closed the distance between them,
his cock growing at the way Delilah’s gaze widened.
“I don’t think so. Sir.” She bit her lip.
“So, you like them.” He was pleased. “I knew you
would.”
“I like the dull ache,” she confessed with a fresh
blush. “But I don’t know if I can cope with one at my clit, sir.”
Dalton grinned at her words. “Oh, you’ll cope,
little girl,” he assured her in that knowing tone he knew irritated her as much
as it drove her wild.
Delilah loathed being patronized and her thoughts
confirmed that was how she interpreted the tone, yet still, his authoritative,
condescending act would be making her wetter than he’d ever achieved before.
She was one fiery, incredible contradiction.
“Will I, sir?” The bluster of the woman he’d first
met was almost completely subdued now. Delilah’s eyes conveyed her inner
feelings at the prospect of having her pussy pegged and it was clear the
thought terrified her.
“Yes, you will.” He stroked the side of her face
gently. “Want to know how I can be so sure, little girl?”
Delilah gulped. No.
“Yes, sir.”
He smirked while the inner war raged in Delilah.
“Because I know you want to keep being my good little girl.”
Dalton paused, ensuring he was staring directly into
her astonishing gaze before he continued. “Don’t you, Delilah?”
She pulled in a shaky breath, blinking away what
looked like the first show of emotion at his verdict. “Y-yes, sir.”
His hand stilled, slipping to the underside of her
chin and propping her head in place. Now he had all of Delilah ‘s attention.
Every single part of the woman was trapped in his bondage. She was his. “And the way to keep being my
good girl is to do as you’re told.”
Delilah pressed her lips into a hard line. She was
trying to get a handle on her scattered thoughts, but apparently failing.
“Do you recall what I asked from you at the outset
of this session?”
Slowly, she nodded.
“Words, please.” Dalton’s voice was soft, but it
left her no room to maneuver. She was going to surrender to his will, whether
she wanted to or not.
“Yes, sir.”
Dalton’s cock strained at the sound of her
compliance. He would never get bored of hearing those words from Delilah’s
lips. That much was guaranteed. “Impress me then.”
He smiled as he went on. “Show me that you have been
paying attention.”
“You asked me to obey you.” Delilah’s voice trembled
at the reply. “And trust you, sir.”
“And you have,” Dalton agreed, leaning down to brush
his mouth. “You’ve been wonderful, little girl.”
Their gazes met again. “I want to be.” She looked on
the verge of tears.
“You. Are.”
Silence fell over them while Dalton allowed that
thought to permeate.
“All I want now is for more of the same.”
Delilah nodded her head, a half smile lighting her
face. “I’ll try.”
And in that moment, Dalton knew she would. He was
aware of what a privileged position he found himself in. Delilah submitted
herself willingly to no man, neither Morley, nor Hyland, nor anyone else in the
past. She’d never given either of those odious fools anything she wasn’t
absolutely compelled and coerced to give. She’d never wanted either of them,
and she sure as hell hadn’t consented to anything like this. Whatever her life
had been before she exploded into the line at Diablo, and as things stood,
Dalton suspected, he only knew the half of it, Delilah had never given in to
her fantasies.
She’d never surrendered.
Until now.
“Thank you.” He pressed his mouth into her plaint
lips, tasting the flavor of the woman that sent fire to his blood without even
having to try.
Blurb:
I saved Delilah from Morley and
Hyland.
It was a pleasure.
That should’ve been the end of
it.
I didn’t expect things to get
this intense.
I didn’t think our passion could
grow so dark, but there isn’t anything I want more than to own her.
I need her soul to be mine.
But we have a new threat looming
over us.
Hyland wants revenge and men like
him will do anything.
We need to play this carefully.
Or else…
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About the Author:
Felicity Brandon is a top 100 Amazon bestselling author.
She loves the darker side of romance, and writes sexy, suspenseful stories, with strong themes of bondage and submission.
You’ll find her either at her laptop, at the gym, or rocking out to her favourite music.
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