Marriage, Mobsters, and the Marine,
Abigail and Jared marry for mutual convenience, each unaware of the other’s BDSM lifestyle.
Can love blossom despite extortion threats, kidnapping, and attempted murder?
Blurb
Abigail Montgomery, a small town schoolteacher with zero self-confidence, dreams of the Dickensian Christmas her family never enjoyed. Each month she attends a masked BDSM club, but her next visit will be her last. If she doesn’t marry within the next year, her brother won’t inherit Montgomery Hall. Desperate, she advertises for a husband.
Jared Armstrong, a former Marine sharpshooter and occasional Dom needs to $125,000 to get his family out of a hole. His solution—to marry Abigail Montgomery for her money. His only regret is his wife won’t accept his spanking lifestyle.
Gradually, Abigail comes to dream of making their marriage real, but she promised Jared a divorce two years after their wedding. Can they share some Christmas magic as their relationship faces extortion threats, a kidnapping, and an attempted murder? Or will Jared break her heart when he walks away?
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Excerpt 1
Abigail straightened her blonde wig, put on her mask, and strutted into the Masked Night’s BDSM club like Catwoman. Of course, everyone went incognito here, their names assigned by the vetting committee. Tonight, she’d become Kitty Gail, a sassy sub on her way to a first-ever hookup with the mouthwatering Dom, Master Jay.
The low moans of a woman bent over a spanking bench sounded bittersweet to Abigail’s ears. Knowing she’d never visit the club again added an extra swagger to her step. Not coming back for her monthly spanking would be…difficult. In the real world, she exuded confidence, carefully hiding the scared little girl inside her that even her family had disapproved of.
Damn it, she needed that spanking. It reminded her of how much she’d moved on and let her cope with the doubts that always chipped away at her confidence. The mind-blowing orgasms that followed were an added bonus.
But after tonight, Kitty Gail, with her figure-hugging blue catsuit and mask, would morph back into boring schoolteacher, Abigail Montgomery. Permanently.
Excerpt 2
For a moment, she’d forgotten everything but pleasing him. She loved it when she lost herself in a world of submission. Obediently, she slid onto the floor and sat, legs extended forward, her back against the base of the chair.
His voice sounded harsh. “Pull your ankles in until they touch your thighs.”
The position left her legs open and her pussy exposed. Her breathing turned ragged as she obeyed. “Yes, Master.”
He looped the blindfold around her blue cat mask. Abigail’s world went dark. She felt lost and helpless as she surrendered herself to his care. Each month she returned to the club to feed her subspace addiction, but tonight with Master Jay, she drifted deeper than ever before. This Master gave her exactly what she needed.
He dropped his hands to her shoulders, “Hold that pose. Don’t move.”
Behind her, she heard his trousers rustle and decided he’d risen to his feet. Her pulse raced as she waited to see what he’d do next. Spank her, she hoped.
Excerpt 3
He held her a moment longer than necessary, then dropped a gentle kiss on her forehead. When he released her, she perched on the edge of the bed. The way she stared at him reminded him of a startled fawn about to run. Stepping back, he closed the door and checked it had locked behind him. “First, we’ll address your disobedience and how you put yourself in danger. After I’ve spanked some sense into you, we’ll talk about what happened.”
He hadn’t meant to unleash his dominant side on his unsuspecting wife, but if those creeps in the car park had gotten another shot off, she might have bled out on the bedroom floor. He refused to think about his Abigail wounded and bleeding because those idiots had come after him. Leaning against the door, he folded his arms across his chest. “Take off your robe.”
Abigail’s gaze darted about the room. “You’re going to spank me? When I tried to help you?”
He pictured her bare assed and laid over his knee. “Hell yeah. You put yourself in danger. I’d never have forgiven myself if those bastards had put a bullet in you. Why are you still wearing your robe?”
He knew this pushed her boundaries, but he needed to make her understand how much he needed her to stay safe. Okay, he suspected no one had spanked her even when she’d been a child, so he’d go easy on her virgin ass. Afterwards, he’d screw her, if she still wanted him. “Normally I’d blister your bare butt with a paddle or spank it until you couldn’t sit for a week. For the first time, I’ll limit your punishment to five bare-bottom slaps.”
Excerpt 4
Jared smiled at last. “Such pretty nipples. Don’t stop until I come back.”
She wanted to ask where he was going, but he’d ordered her into silence. Obeying him when he turned dominant and demanding thrilled her, but after Jared, she’d never sub for anyone else. When he returned, he handed her two clothespins. “One on each nipple. Now.”
She wasn’t a fan of breast clamping, but she pinched one nipple until it stood proud and fastened the clothespin on it. The pain made her gasp. She said nothing, just repeated the actions with the other nipple and waited for him to tell her what to do next.
She watched him roll his shoulders as if dissipating tension. He pushed her legs open and stared at her pussy. “Already damp. Rub your clit until I tell you to stop, but don’t come before I give you permission.”
Author Bio
Kryssie’s a girl who loves to shopping, history, and writing. Back in 2001 disaster struck and her heart valve collapse. Even her heart specialist told her to make her will. Prognosis shocking. Outcome amazing. Ever since Kryssie’s been chasing her dreams. She’s visited the ancient Greek sites she read about as child, taken a trip to Pompeii, and visited the Orkney Islands.
Her biggest challenge was writing the book she always swore she’d get around to one day. It took a while, and being dyslexic, she lacked the confidence to self-publish. Fortunately, Loose id accepted her first book, To Wed a Werewolf, and she’s been writing ever since.
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