Two lost souls, one powerful connection. As a Dom for Club Moon, Nick Santos uses bondage to alleviate his anger at being forcefully changed. And when he meets Gwen Waters, his carefully controlled world is turned upside-down. Through her, he'll learn what true self-control is and that being a vampire has its benefits.
Freshly divorced from an abusive ex-husband, Gwen doesn't want another domineering man. But when she meets Nick, a world she only fantasized about is laid before her. Can she trust a Dom who's also a vampire? And can Nick be the man she deserves?
One thing Nick learned as a Dom is patience. Gwen comes from a past filled with betrayal, she needs time to adjust to his vampire life. As much he wants to taste her blood, he won't rush her. It's not worth the guilty feelings. Plus he wants Gwen to crave to be bitten by him. The more sexually aroused she is the greater the pleasure, for both of them. Mistrust ruins that. And if Gwen wants to be with him, trust is essential.
Nick’s hand drifted onto Gwen’s neck before she pulled away. As warm chocolate eyes blocked out the world, her captivating scent filled his nose. She was everything he’d been missing. And it’d taken two hundred years to find her.
“You always get past my cynicism,” Nick murmured. “And you’re correct, I haven’t bitten you yet. Do you want to rectify that tonight?”
Gwen wore a hesitant expression. “I have a hard time separating you from Marcus with the whole ‘other woman’ thing.” Her eyes returned to his. “I’m afraid of being betrayed again.” A terse breath escaped. “Too many thoughts are in my head to think straight.”
“Go into the bathroom and chill for a few minutes. If you decide to wait, we will.” As much as it pained him, he wouldn’t rush her. She’d been hurt once; naturally, she’d be skeptical. “I don’t want you edgy with mistrust.”
When Gwen rose, Nick followed. A mix of lust and fear filled her eyes. She wanted to trust him, but the past haunted her. The bond they shared attracted them to each other, but he didn’t want her coming to him kicking and screaming. Otherwise, where was the fulfillment?