Blurb:
She
wants to mark him and make him hers…
Mistress
“V” lusts after her boss. She wants him at her mercy, begging for her touch,
but he only knows her as his very capable assistant Venus. When an off-hand
comment dashes her hopes, the sexy domme turns to Madame Eve at 1Night Stand
for help…
He isn’t sure he can handle the dark pleasure
she promises…
Living
up to his father’s expectations has driven Wyk Havas to the edge. His
curvaceous assistant Venus wants to push him past those limits, and he’s damn
near attracted enough to try. But Venus’s preference for men to submit to her
threw him for a loop. Can a date from 1Night Stand show him if he’s able to
submit to a woman?
Can
Wyk truly surrender to Mistress V’s pleasure or were they doomed from the
start?
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“Are we done yet?”
I
resisted the urge to pull Livvy’s messy braid.
“Excuse me? You’re the one who hid all these blasted toys. What do you
mean are we done yet?” I gave her my
best “ticked-off mom” look. Of course, my muse being my muse, just smirked at
me.
“That
look don’t scare me, slave.” She inched closer to Wyk, the hero from Wyk’s
Surrender, who against my better judgment was carrying the box of Godiva
chocolates. As part of the ransom to get
said toy back, I’d caught him not once but several times nipping a bit of the
chocolate at the various stops. He was almost as bad as Livvy.
“You
don’t have to be scared to end up with a hot ass, Livvy.”
A
giggle escaped her. “Hmmmm, maybe you should use that in your next book. I could sooo
see Hark telling Bryan that.”
Sighing,
I placed my hands on my hips. “You’re incorrigible. Before I can even think
about diving back into Healing Hark, we have to finish retrieving these blasted
toys you stole. Remember the pissed off Domme who’s supposed to be joining us
tomorrow? We don’t have all of her toys,
I’m not saving your butt. I’ll let her string you up from the nearest pillory
and have her way with you.”
Wyk
laughed, setting down the box of chocolate. “I’d pay to see that.”
“Laugh
it up, sub boy.” Livvy stuck her tongue out at him. “You’re the one who’s gonna
have to placate your Mistress when we get back home. You were the one who ran
off with me even after she forbid it.”
”I
had to. You stole her toys…”
“Borrowed…”
Livvy countered, swiping a luscious dark chocolate from the box.
“Oh
for the love of God, would you two shut up!”
I finally yelled when they continued to bicker. “We’re here to do two
things. Give Sheri her ransom – chocolates and quote so we can get back the toy
you swiped and two….tell peeps about the scavenger hunt.” I gave them both a
stern look. “Wyk, please go take the
chocolates and quote to the lovely Sheri, before my muse eats them all.” I turned my attention to my pouting muse.
“And Livvy since you got me into this mess, you can tell the readers about the
scavenger hunt.”
“But
what are you gonna do?” Livvy actually
had the audacity to whine.
“Plot
ways to murder an ungrateful muse in her sleep,” I muttered, plopping down on
chair that mysteriously appeared. Even though my muse liked giving me a hard
time, she’d never make me sit on the floor.
“The readers are waiting.”
“Fine.”
She rolled her eyes. “Since I was a bad muse and hid all the toys from Mistress
V’s toy-bag, it’s up to the readers to tag along with me, Wyk and slave here to
retrieve them. See that fancy graphic with
the corset on it. Well enter word on it into the rafflecopter form below for a
chance to win a pretty awesome prize basket that includes a flogger, a pair of pleather
cuffs, a sleep mask and an e-copy of Wyk’s Surrender. Pretty cool huh?”
“Don’t
forget about the other prize.” I reminded her.
“Slave,
either shut up and let me do it or you can do it.”
I
giggled at her expression. I bet it didn’t feel too good to have the shoe on
the other foot.
“Anyway
as I was saying, the grand prize is a pretty cool gift, but for those readers
who collect all eight toys, they are entered in a second contest for a $10 gift
card from Amazon. Slave will be announcing the winners at Wyk’s Wrap-Up Party
on Oct. 2nd. It’ll be from 7
to 9pm CST.” Livvy glanced over at me.
“Is that everything?”
I
went to open my mouth when Wyk reappeared.
“Don’t forget to mention about that chat thing.”
I
wanted to groan. “Where’s a ball gag when I need one?”
Wyk
arched a brow at me. “I don’t think so. You should be excited about it. Dakota
here is having her first live blog radio thing on Oct 3rd. She’ll be live and on air talking about Wyk’s
Surrender, answering questions – the whole nine yards. So if you have time –
stop by Between
Moonlit Covers between 10-11pm.”
I
blushed. “Okay, you’ve told them.” My phone vibrated in my pocket. Pulling it
out, I scanned the text. “And we need to get going. Your Mistress is planning a
mutiny with another Domme of a story I’m working on. If we don’t get back there
pronto, she’s threatening to pull in all the Doms from my Doms of Chicago
series, and maybe even some from Napa.”
I glared at the grinning muse. “Of course you would think this
funny.” I snapped my phone shut. “Thanks
for having us, Sheri. Below is your quote.”
Quote: “If you’re going to lie to me,
this date is over. Honesty is one of the rules you agreed upon.”~ Venus on Wyk’s evasive maneuvering while discussing
limits.
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Thanks for having me, Ms. Sheri
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