Holden is a short, sweet novella filled with sexy scenes and an edge of suspense.
Holden by Julia Sykes
(Dark Grove Plantation Series)
One look at the
gorgeous, curvy brunette standing alone at BDSM club Dark Grove Plantation, and
I know she’s mine. She thinks that her desires are twisted and wrong, but I
intend to show her how good my harsher methods of seduction can feel. It’s in
my nature to dominate, to claim. I have every intention of claiming Holly, body
and soul. And if her bastard ex tries to come back for her, he’ll find out just
how harsh I can be when someone threatens what’s mine.
Note: An earlier version of this story was released
under the title Awakened. It has been extensively re-written as Holden.
“Such a sweet sub,”
he said, his voice impossibly deep and heavy with satisfaction. The power
exchange passing between us was affecting him as strongly as it had ensnared
me. My body and mind were utterly in his thrall, and in that moment, I would
have eagerly done anything to please the man who held ultimate control over my
being.
He slid two fingers
between my legs and traced the seam of my sex through my lacy black panties.
“You’re wet,” he
observed with a lustful growl. “I knew you’d be like this.”
“Like what?” I
asked, barely able to focus on his words. They seemed to roll off my
consciousness like water. Reality was hazy, the world falling away until all I
could sense was him: his hard body beneath me, his masculine scent surrounding
me, his deep voice rumbling through me. I was captivated by the power that
pulsed off him. It caressed my body like a physical touch.
“I knew you’d be
naturally submissive,” he replied. “I knew you’d be perfect.”
The praise sank into
me to warm my chest.
A different warmth
bloomed between my legs when he stroked my clit through my panties. I cried out
at the light contact to my sensitive nub. It had grown achy from his
ministrations; his gentle fingers contrasted with his stinging discipline. He
was harsh and tender by turns, and the dichotomy messed with my thought
processes.
“Do you want to
come, little sub?” he asked, the question rough with his own desire.
“Yes,” I breathed.
“Please, Sir.”
He let out a low
groan. “Fuck, you’re sweet when you beg.” He lifted his hips slightly, pressing
his cock harder against me. “Do you feel that? Do you feel what you do to me?”
“Please,” I begged
again, on the edge of sanity. “Fuck me.” I’d never spoken so crassly, but the
deviant words came naturally. I wanted him to claim me, to ravage me.
“You’re going to
come first,” he said tightly, restraining himself. “You’re going to come so
many times that you’ll be begging me for mercy and sobbing my name by the time
I’m finished with you.”
Julia Sykes is the
USA Today bestselling author of the Impossible Series. She has always kept dark
stories tucked away in her mind, so she was thrilled when she discovered that
other people actually want to read them. Her books blend romance, suspense, and
BDSM.
After spending four years living in England,
Julia returned to her Southern homeland. She has recently settled down in South
Carolina and spends her time petting her cat-children, reading, and binge
watching TV with her husband when not writing. You can usually find Julia in
Starbucks with a venti iced latte clutched in her hand.
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