Authors: this is a great opportunity to spotlight a few lines or even a paragraph or two from a new release or backlisted title. Readers: you get to sample some delicious snippets! We’ll do our best to tease, titillate and tantalize you into the weekend.
Today I'm offering snippets of my new release that just came out yesterday! Second Chance Succubus, is the first story in the Capitol of Second Chances books. It's a paranormal menage romance mystery with BDSM elements. How's that for cross-genre? It's also HOT. In this tease, Chayse Wolffe, Detective and werewolf, has gone with his brother into the Underground with Lady Aislynn to take a tour during the investigation, so he's not surprised by what he might find at the crime scene.
They followed her into a room, brightly lit and decorated much like a farmyard. Fence posts of weathered wood marched along one wall, strung together with barbed wire. A large coil of extra wire hung over one post, the barbs gleaming in the “afternoon” light with sinister intent. Straw had been strewn over the floor and a pitchfork stuck out of a real haystack against a barn façade.
Someone has a hoe-down kink?
“What exactly do you do here?” Chayse surveyed the room with disgust.
“Fantasy, Detective, is what we do here.” Lady Aislynn gestured in a wide sweep and they spotted the other woman.
Nik grunted and Chayse bit his lips to hold in his growl.
The woman stood against the rough bark of a tree stump, with her hands restrained with thin, cotton cord. Crimson nails contrasted with her long sleeved, low-cut black t-shirt, showing enough cleavage to hide a deck of cards. Her head rested against the tree and her scarlet lips lay parted and slack.
“Is she in pain? Who did this to her?” Chayse demanded.
“Wait.” Lady Aislynn held up her hand.
A man dressed as a cowboy bandit strode into the room, spurs jangling. A Stetson shaded his eyes from the harsh light over a bandana tied around his face. One gloved hand snapped a bullwhip in the air and the woman moaned.
The cowboy sauntered around the bound woman, cracking the whip, and watching her intently. Chayse wanted to pounce on him and hold him while his brother freed her, but Nik appeared to be as fascinated with the scene as the cowboy was.
Each clap of the leather against the air made the woman squirm against her restraints and moan loader. At first, she seemed to be in pain, fear twisting her features, but Chayse scented her arousal, and watched her nipples harden against her sheer t-shirt.
The cowboy snapped the whip once more, cocking his head as he studied his partner. He ran the hard handle of the whip down her arm and she jerked in surprise, squeaking a little as she opened her eyes.
“Did I give you permission to open your eyes, pet?”
She immediately snapped them shut. “No, Sir.”
“What is the consequence for disobeying me?” The cowboy’s voice slid silkily in the charged silence.
“Five lashes, sir.”
“That’s right. You will count and ask for each one, pet.”
“And you will keep your eyes shut until I say otherwise. Is that understood?”
“Very good, pet.” The cowboy Dom jangled his way to the barn façade, opened it, and withdrew a flogger made from red suede.
“It’s time to move on, gentlemen,” Lady Aislynn whispered, and Chayse flinched. “If you’ll just follow me.”
As they left the “playroom” behind, the flogger cracked and the woman grunted. “One. Thank you, Sir. May I have another?”
“He won’t hurt her, will he?” Nik glanced at him, but said nothing.
“Not any more than she wants him to.”
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