Charlie sees the power in Sasha and believes she has the ability to undo the curse placed on him by a jealous lover one hundred years before. He also loves toying with the feisty mortal, doling out humiliating punishments while arousing a lust in her that leaves them both hungry for satisfaction.
His habit of emotional detachment crumbles as he falls for Sasha, yet when he discovers she carries a secret that relates to his past, the betrayal nearly destroys him. He must decide whether he can ever trust a woman, or give into instinct and walk away from what might be his only chance at love and redemption.
**This book was previously released as Loose Morals by Darling Adams. It has been edited for re-release**
Publishers Note: This book contains elements of BDSM including spanking, bondage and erotic sex scenes.
He whirled and caught her wrist so quickly she didn’t see it happen, but outrage registered on his features, fangs elongating as he hissed.
She screamed at the sight, a fresh batch of adrenaline coursing through her veins.
Wrestling the dowel from her, he snatched her up around the waist and carried her, kicking and squirming to her living room.
Oh God, she was done for now. She should’ve eaten a head of garlic or had some other defense ready against getting drained by a thirsty leech.
He plopped down on her sofa and, to her surprise, flopped her face down over his lap. “That was extremely rude,” he informed her, slapping her upturned ass. “I expect a more gracious welcome when I come to call.” He smacked her again.
Something between a laugh and a sob burst out of her when he began to spank her in earnest, her relief at not becoming vamp-food so immediate. But then, he might be just getting his jollies before he bit her vein. She struggled against his hold, but his arm around her waist was like steel. Well, duh—he probably had superhuman strength.
He began to strike harder and she wriggled against the sting, though it was thankfully muffled by her jeans. In some bizarre coping mechanism, she began to count the slaps. By thirty-five, her butt was on fire, the pain growing exponentially with each new smack.
“Ow! Stop it!” she protested, but he continued to punish her without answering.
The absurdity of lying over a vampire’s lap for a spanking struck her and she began to giggle out loud, her shock and stress coming out in a rush of sobbing laughs.
He stopped and she sagged in relief, thinking it was over only to realize his hand was at the button of her jeans. He hauled her to her feet and held her legs, looking up into her eyes. Her face grew warm under his gaze, and heat snaked through her core, running down her inner thighs, all the way to her arches.
There was a reason vampires were regarded as sexy. The fury had disappeared from the immortal’s expression and the fangs had receded. Now he held only amused, if not arrogant command. “Pull down your pants.”
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