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?
While Gwen wants to be intimate with Nick, hateful voices from the past hinder that. She knows they're wrong, but after a lifetime of hearing negative words aimed at her, forgetting them isn't so easy. Nevertheless, she's determined to forge ahead, past be damned. Nick offers new opportunities she only dreamed about. Her deepest fantasies can come true, if she has the courage to speak them. With Nick, anything is possible. And they've only just begun...
Gwen reflexively covered her bare breasts as Nick unzipped her skirt. She wanted to hide under the white floral quilt, especially when she wore nothing but black bikinis. Having her body viewed had always been uncomfortable. With Nick, that anxiety was in overload.
“There’s no reason to hide from me. I’m not here to judge you.” Nick’s tone was firm yet tender as his hand slid under a breast to softly cup it. “Everything about you entices me, chiefly your mind. The rest is a bonus.”
Nick’s seductive touches and encouraging words eased Gwen’s tension, albeit gradually. Negative declarations from the past intruded on the present, leaving a war between emotions. She longed to believe him, but ingrained shame made that difficult. The voices were insistent as she fought to ignore them.
“Go sit on the edge of the bed,” Nick said.
As Gwen sat, her legs stayed together from habit, her arms over her chest. The little lamp on the nightstand shone like a spotlight as she fidgeted. She would ask to turn it off, but Nick could see in the dark. If not better than in the light.
Nick knelt by Gwen’s knees and lifted her chin so their eyes met. Taking her wrists, he pulled them away from her chest, exposing her round breasts. “I find you incredibly sexy.” He leaned in and nosed over her throat, a hand resting on her waist. “And your scent makes me crazy.” His penetrating crimson eyes found her insecure sable ones again. “I want all of you, and I don’t care about what isn’t perfect.”