From Sanctum with Love
Masters and Mercenaries, Book 10
By Lexi Blake
Coming February 23, 2015
Psychologist
Kai Ferguson has had his eye on Kori Williamson for a long time. His assistant
is everything he’s ever wanted in a partner—smart, caring, witty, and a bit of
a masochist. More than a little, actually, but that’s the problem. Kori won’t
admit her own desires. She’s afraid of him and what he has to offer. Luckily
for her, helping patients face their fears is one of his specialties.
Kori
knows she wants Kai. Her boss is the most amazing man she’s ever met. She’s
also smart enough to stay away from him. Having been down this road before, she
knows it only leads to heartache. She’s just found a place where she can
belong. Another failed relationship is the last thing she needs. It’s better to
guard her heart and let Kai think she’s frightened of his dark, dominant nature.
When
Kai is recruited for an operation with McKay-Taggart, everything is turned
upside down. Kai’s brother, international superstar Jared Johns, is in town and
Kai must juggle his family issues along with a desperate hunt for a serial
killer. The investigation throws Kori and Kai together, and they quickly
discover the chemistry between them is undeniable. But even if their newfound
love can survive his secrets and her lies, it may not be enough to save them both
from a killer’s twisted obsession.
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Excerpt
“Please gag me, Kai. Please.”
“With pleasure, baby.”
She could hear him moving around
behind her, and when he came back he had a fresh pair of her undies in his
hands.
“Unlike a lot of Doms, I
personally enjoy pretty panties. They make such good gags when we need to keep
our games private. Open. Since you won’t be able to talk through this spanking,
all you have to do to get me to stop is hold up your left hand.”
He was giving her a way to safe
word without speaking. She had to admit that the idea that her friends were
right down the hallway and Kai was about to do dirty things to her aroused her
unbearably. “I can do that.”
“Stand up and ask me to gag you
again. Does my sub need a gag in her mouth so she won’t cry out?”
Her nipples were rigid against
her tank top. “Yes, Sir. I need it.”
“Open your mouth.” His right hand
caught her, forcing her head up. “And I damn straight meant what I said about
stopping me if it’s too much. I know you like it, but I won’t damage you for
anything. Take it.”
He was rough as he shoved the
panties into her mouth. She would never be able to look at those the same way
again. He pressed them, filling her mouth and making her jaw ache. It was the
right side of pain, exactly enough to start up the chemical reaction in her
brain. Some people got runner’s high. She found such peace in this place.
And it was better this time
because she could trust Kai.
Because Kai was the one.
“Back down,” Kai ordered.
She turned again, placing her
hands down on the bed. She could scream as much as she liked now. For the first
time in forever, she could actually let loose.
“Have I ever told you how
beautiful you are? I like having you gagged because you can’t talk back and
argue with me. Did you think I didn’t notice that every single time I give you
a compliment, you negate it somehow? When I told you that dress was lovely on
you last Monday, you told me you had borrowed it from Sarah and I should see
how she filled it out.” His hand smacked on her ass, fire skimming her skin. “I
don’t care how Sarah fills it out. I care about you. I watch you. I fantasize
about you.”
They were not words she’d ever
expected to hear from him. Not once. She’d dreamed about him, but she’d
convinced herself that nothing could ever happen between them. Tears pricked
her eyes, sweet and pure emotion running through her.
He rained down on her skin, the
soreness from the previous night making every strike more visceral. She groaned
around the gag.
“So that’s a new rule. When I
tell you how pretty you are, you’ll thank me. Maybe if you hear it from me
enough, you’ll start to believe it, though I think you should know that while
you’re gorgeous, it’s not the thing that attracts me to you the most.” Another
long volley where all she could hear was the sound of his hand hitting her
flesh and then the flash of heat that sank into her bones.
Fuck but she felt alive.
“No, what attracted me to you was
the fact that you are the single kindest person I’ve ever met.” He smacked her
on the underside of her ass, making her jump slightly, the sensation so close
to her rapidly moistening pussy. “You try to hide it, but I see you. I see how
you treat people, how you protect them and take care of them. I also see how
you never ask for anything yourself.”
He made her sound like a martyr,
but it wasn’t like she could defend herself. There was nothing to do but take
Kai’s discipline and listen to his words. Over and over her skin lit up and she
took in the pain before shaking it off and letting the sensation change deep
inside her body. Metamorphosis. It was how she always felt when playing. Like
she began as one person and changed somewhere in the middle into someone
else—someone stronger, more at peace.
“I’m going to take care of that
because I’m going to take care of you and you’re going to let me. You’re going
to trust me to take care of you emotionally the way I’m taking care of you
physically. I know that’s hard, but I promise I won’t let you down. After last
night, after the connection we had, I can’t let us go back to what we were.”
She could see that now. How had
she thought for a second that she could breeze back into the office and pretend
nothing had happened between them? What happened the night before was more
meaningful than simple play. They’d needed each other, filled something that
had been missing deep inside.
The pain focused her, helped her
to push aside those voices that always seemed so close to the surface. All her
nasty doubts and self-loathing melted away when tested against Master Kai’s
discipline. She knew so many people who would judge her a freak for needing
this, but she’d learned long ago that smart people accepted who they were, what
they needed.
She needed Kai and in more ways
than one.
Her backside was on fire as he
continued, his rough voice keeping a count. Ten and then fifteen. Twenty and
more. Somehow he knew exactly what to give her to make her ache for more.
“Thirty.” His hand moved over her skin, holding the
heat in as he stroked her flesh. “I don’t want to be finished with this, Kori.”
Neither did she. There was no
reason to hold him off. They’d had years of friendship to build a trust like
nothing she’d known. She wiggled her ass against his hand because she couldn’t
talk and hadn’t been told she could move yet. Rubbing against him was the only
way she had to communicate that she wanted him.
He hauled her up, turning her to
face him. “You know what I want. I believe I told you the first rule I wanted
to change.”
Kisses. He’d claimed he wanted
kisses. He gently pulled the panties out of her mouth, tossing them to the
side. He lowered his mouth to hers, lips pressing down. He didn’t allow her to
control this kiss. His hands sank into her hair and tugged her head back,
giving him full access to her mouth. His tongue plunged deep, rubbing along her
own in a silky glide. He kissed her over and over again, sinking deeper. She
didn’t give a crap that her pants were still around her ankles. All that
mattered was the feel of his lips on hers, the way his hands gripped and
dominated her. There was power in how he held her, how he moved her, and it made
her submissive and willing.
“Please, Kai,” she whispered.
She’d spent years without and it had been all right. She’d survived and not
even thought about sex. Now she couldn’t stand the thought of him not being
inside her. Not one second more. She needed him.
“Tell me you want me.”
“I
want you.”
About The Author
NY Times and
USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake lives in North Texas with her husband,
three kids, and the laziest rescue dog in the world. She began writing at a
young age, concentrating on plays and journalism. It wasn't until she started
writing romance and urban fantasy that she found the stories of her heart. She
likes to find humor in the strangest places and believes in happy endings no
matter how odd the couple, threesome, or foursome may seem.
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