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?
As things get more heated, Gwen has to push herself to not be embarrassed by what they're doing. She'd been told it was the woman's job to please the man, her needs didn't matter. But now Nick wants to pleasure her. She's not sure what to do. Her experience is limited to one man whom she married, what if she disappoints Nick? But she wants to discover the world of sexuality. And Nick will be there to lead the way...
Gwen’s fingers trembled while unbuttoning Nick’s black shirt. The dim lighting made working the buttons free harder, but he watched with patient ruby eyes. One of his hands lay on her waist, as if expecting her to bolt.
She reminded herself to breathe while continuing downward. Nick’s enticing scent added to the moist heat between her legs. The blossoming ache grew as more of his chest revealed itself. When her fingers brushed against bare skin, his hand tightened.
“This is highly erotic,” Nick whispered into her ear as she pulled his shirt free. “Even with the shakiness.”
Gwen glanced up with heated cheeks. “That’s all part of the charm.” The burning desire in Nick’s crimson eyes made her heart jump.
“And it works wonderfully on me,” he murmured. He took her hand and put it on the stiff bulge in his pants. “Nobody has this effect on me. Only you do this.”
Gwen’s hand caressed his straining erection, and the rigid length of him made her slicker for him. His hardened cock pulsated as his breath hitched from her hugging fingers. She longed to tear his pants away and touch his naked skin. And she wanted him in her.
Nick recaptured her lips in renewed fervor as if aware of her ache for him. She opened to his demanding tongue with a happy sigh. As she continued stroking him, her hand slid up his exposed torso to his shoulders. When a finger brushed against his nipple, a soft hiss came from him.
“I think this shirt needs to go.” Nick’s voice was rough. “Although my pants should stay on to avoid temptation. At least this time.”