How completely he had mastered her, when even the pain he inflicted felt like pleasure.
“I will watch out for you because I protect what’s mine, and because deep down, you want me to.”
“Say it,” he said in a harsh whisper. “Say, ‘I’ve been a bad girl, trying to deny what I want to the man who can give it to me.’”
About Emma’s Surrender
When twenty-year-old Emma Brookstone arrives in the town of Bannack, Montana, she seeks out the local marshal, intending to enlist his help in uncovering the truth regarding her father’s murder two years earlier. Upon meeting the marshal, however, she is shocked and dismayed to discover that he is none other than the man who gunned her father down that fateful night.
Though Clive Brookstone was an evil man who needed killing, the knowledge that he left a young woman orphaned tore at Nathan Haskin’s conscience from the moment he pulled the trigger, and he has secretly provided for Emma’s needs since that day. Certain that hearing about her father’s legacy of lawless violence would break her heart, he concealed it from her, but now that she has returned to Bannack her persistence eventually prompts him to tell her the full story.
To make matters more complicated, Nathan finds his desire to protect Emma quickly growing into a powerful need to tame and possess her, and when her foolish behavior puts her safety at risk he doesn’t hesitate to take her in hand and spank her soundly. His stern chastisement leaves her furious yet helplessly aroused, and it isn’t long before he claims her hard and thoroughly.
In her heart, Emma knows what Nathan tells her is true—that her father’s death was just—but writhing in ecstasy as she is utterly dominated by the man who killed him fills her with shame nonetheless, and she does her best to deny her lust for the handsome marshal. Will the day ever come when she can put aside the past and surrender herself fully to the man she once hated?
Publisher’s Note: Emma’s Surrender includes sexual scenes and spankings. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
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Excerpt 1 – Erotic Spanking and Reluctant Consent
“You can’t do this!” she snarled at him. “I am not your… plaything!” she spat. “Or your pet. You can’t command me and expect me to roll over like a dog.”
His eyes narrowed into a predatory stare, and he chuckled darkly. “I can, I will, and you should know better than to come between a wolf and his meal, pet,” he said, using her own word.
He drew himself up so that he stood towering over her. With a callused hand, he grabbed an ankle, flipped her on her stomach, and gave her bottom a smack. She let out a surprised squeal when his hand fell again, stinging the same place. He continued to strike the flat of his palm in measured splats across each cheek. She yelped at each swat but enjoyed the punishment so much that she pressed her bottom into his hand every time it fell. How completely he had mastered her, when even the pain he inflicted felt like pleasure.
His victorious laugh filled the room. “Oh, you’re a naughty one, aren’t you, pet?” he said as his palm crashed against her bare skin for the final time.
When she didn’t answer, he wrapped his hand around her hair and tugged her head up so that they were cheek to cheek. “Aren’t you?” he growled.
“Yes!” she gasped, her scalp and bottom tingling, her stomach somersaulting.
The stubble of his beard scraped her cheek lightly as he moved his lips to the shell of her ear. “Say it,” he said in a harsh whisper. “Say, ‘I’ve been a bad girl, trying to deny what I want to the man who can give it to me.’”
Excerpt 2 – Discipline
“Stand up,” he bit out.
She stood slowly and waited for the next command, knowing exactly what he was doing. He would test her until she satisfied him with absolute obedience.
“Go stand over there with your nose facing the corner.” He pointed to the wall opposite them.
Tears stung her eyes as she dragged her feet to the corner. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, feeling like she was on display. The only benefit to being treated like a naughty child and ordered to stand in the corner was that she didn’t have to look at the man who was causing her such humiliation. She was glad he couldn’t see her blinking back tears.
She heard the sofa creak behind her and knew that he had stood. His steps thudded in her direction until he stood behind her slightly to her left so that she could see him out of the corner of her eye.
“Now we’ll discuss rules. You will pay attention, and the only correct response to whatever I say is ‘yes, sir.’ Is that understood?”
She scowled, and rebellion bubbled to the surface. “Yeah.”
The air crackled in silent tension before a blast of pain brought her to her toes. He had struck her bottom, hard, and he wasn’t finished. He spanked her again, even harder, and she bucked into the corner with a yelp, her hips flush against each wall. Even though he spanked over her skirt, she felt the pain his powerful arm inflicted as though she were stripped bare. His left hand reached around and splayed over her belly, pushing her hips away from the wall and holding her in place for the next stroke.
Again his hand snapped across her bottom, and she had no choice but to accept the chastisement. There was no escape. She cried out at the fourth blow. “Yes, sir,” she choked, desperate for him to stop. One more swat, harder than all the others, caught her thighs in addition to the low swell of her buttocks. A lump formed in her throat, born of her pain and humiliation. She swallowed it down.
“First rule,” he continued evenly, as though what had just happened was the most natural thing in the word.
Excerpt 3 – Dominance/submission
“Come here.” He snapped his fingers and pointed to the spot on the floor next to his right leg.
Just like that her anger evaporated, replaced by anxiety. “Why?” she asked in a small, whining voice.
“Because I ordered you to. I expect you to obey my orders, remember?”
She stared at him, wide-eyed and worried.
“One…” His voice was soft and level, but screamed danger.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered, her anxiety growing.
Emma didn’t know how high he intended to count, or what would happen if he reached his intended number, nor did she know what he was going to do with her once she walked to him, but she decided it was safest to obey immediately. She stood and hustled to him before he said “three.”
He pointed at the floor again. “Kneel.”
She wasn’t surprised by his command as much as hurt. Like the corner, the placement was humiliating. She dropped to her knees and looked up at him. Despite her best intentions not to cry, she felt her eyes growing moist. It wasn’t fair that he should be so strict with her, when all she wanted was information. “Why are you punishing me? I didn’t do anything wrong.”
He cupped her head, then raked his fingers down the length of her dark hair. The touch was so tender that Emma felt herself relaxing.
“I’m not punishing you, pet. I’m teaching you submission. You must submit to me. It doesn’t come easily to you, but it’s what you must learn.”
His hand traced over the curve of each cheek before he found the ribbon of her drawers at her waist and pulled, loosening the material from her lower body. With a slowness that made her nearly frantic with anticipation, he slipped the material down her legs. His hand returned to her now-bare bottom, and he rubbed each cheek in circles.
“Spread your legs,” he ordered, his voice husky with the same desire she felt.
She obeyed and felt the cool air of the room brush her clenching sex. She squeezed her eyes shut as his fingers dipped into her folds, and her face heated at the unmistakable sound of her wetness when he gently slapped back and forth between her nether lips with two fingers, soaking his digits. There was no hiding how aroused she felt by this man, when the proof poured out of her unbidden.
She arched her back and pressed against his hand in an attempt to feel his fingers against her needy nub, but his hand then withdrew and smacked her hard on her right cheek, causing her to buck against the leg of the sofa. He continued spanking, scolding her as he did. “If you’re greedy and impatient, I won’t allow your release. Take your punishment first, you hear?”
She gasped, as his hard palm continued to fall without mercy on her poor, quivering cheeks. “I’ll take it,” she moaned, as his stinging hand brought her to her toes. “Please stop!” she said, but meant the opposite, so very grateful for the reminder that yes, this was punishment. She was not in control.
“I told you I would punish your bottom inside and out.” He struck lower, catching the tops of her thighs and causing her to cry out at the sudden increased sting. “Did you think I was joking? Did you think we would skip right to your pleasure?”
She shook her head no and fought to absorb the sting of each slap. She found herself desperately wanting to please him, to hear his deep voice praising her once again.
When he stopped spanking and again reached between her legs, she remained still, even as he tortured her by touching everywhere but on the one small spot that sang for attention. He moved his fingers up the dark split of her cheeks and pressed one wet finger against her rosette. “Please don’t, Nathan,” she whimpered. “I’ve learned my lesson.” She wanted to resist, but she also wanted to fail at resisting. Every nerve in her body hummed in response to his bawdy attention.
“Relax your bottom and press against my finger, baby girl,” he said. “Lying is naughty, especially to the law, and bad girls get fucked in their naughty hole.”
Fire licked through her stomach. She shuddered with self-loathing pleasure at his words, uttered in a stern tone with a hint of tenderness. She forced her muscles to relax and arched her back, accepting the finger he slid into her. It felt uncomfortable and oh-so-wicked.
“That’s it,” he crooned. “This is what you’re going to get when you lie to me, pet—me taking you here. Do you feel embarrassed?”
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About Amelia Smarts
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I’m an author of romance novels featuring domestic discipline/spanking. Usually my stories involve a cowboy, and they always involve a man’s firm hand connecting with a woman’s naughty backside. It’s important to me that I tell a good story in addition to portraying hot sex and discipline scenes. I write complex, flawed heroes and heroines who struggle and succeed in their journey to love and happiness. If you’d like to talk books with me, feel free to drop me a note at firstname.lastname@example.org. Happy reading!
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