Zak Hardacre is a new author to me and seriously, why did you people not tell me about him sooner?! I have added some back catalogue books to that toppling TBR of mine as well as this new release Coma…my fellow erotic romance fans you HAVE to check this out, the excerpts below are hotter than they have any right to be. This is a MMMF novel with some hardcore BDSM, and from the small amount I’ve read this man knows what he is talking about…I do hate it when authors make this shit up! OK….enjoy people!
“The worst memory was when I was still in a coma and I could feel people hold my hand. I could feel the nurses bathing me, but I couldn’t move or open my eyes. I just couldn’t do anything and it was terrifying!”
Xavier Prince wakes in a hospital bed on a Caribbean island. He has no idea how he got there, or in fact who the hell he is. When his Doctor informs him that he is quite the celebrity, he is determined to uncover his past.
Having only brief recollections, his search is aided by the appearance of a Nordic beauty called Freya. Along with her brother, Lars, they ignite something in his subconscious and he begins his path of self-discovery.
A club, bizarre sexual activities and demonstrations. A world far removed from his rather quiet and sedentary childhood. The death of his father, and the benefit of a healthy inheritance, launch him into the world of business.
The alien world of BDSM was a business venture and was something he never saw coming. He takes the opportunity with both hands. With the guidance of his mentor, Anton, he quickly rises to become one of the most popular Doms on the UK scene.
Clearing his mind of all pre-conceptions, he embraces this new lifestyle. Yet love, jealousy and betrayal stalk his clouded past. Perhaps they are the reason for his current situation? Will peeling away the layers of time uncover who on earth is Xavier Prince?
I approach her until the stiffness of my cock makes contact with her buttocks. I hold myself there a moment, delighting in the sensation that ripples through my groin. Freya forces herself back against me, eager to feel my swollen meat against her clit. I lean over her bent body and ensure the blindfold is still tight around her head. Her hands still take her weight against the wall. With her back horizontal and arse thrust out, she is in the perfect position for me to administer the flogging.
“Now precious…you need to stay real still. Did the leather not feel good on your body? Did you not feel the fire? You need this, my pet, the hot burning of the leather on your skin. I will teach you to love the taste of this fire.” I move my lips so that they are only inches away from her ear and whisper the words.
I begin to breathe deeply in anticipation for what is to come. I draw the handle against her clit and pull it back, so that it is coated with her juices. Then I step back and makes sure my grip is firm. I give her a playful tap against her right arse cheek. It causes her to jump as the leather tails are fanned across the roundness of her buttock, jarring her mind back slightly, she stills, listening. A soft whisper as I slap the flogger lightly across her arse again. Her arse quivers under its touch, and I feel myself stiffen at the sight.
I draw the flogger away and taking a half a step further away, measure the distance. The distance is good. It swishes through the air, splaying the leather strips across her ass slightly harder, causing her to gasp. I hear a sharp intake of breath from behind me, and turn to see Cindy licking her lips. Anton smiles and nods. It is the first time that I had been alerted to the fact that they were still standing there. I return my attention to Freya.
Her body has stiffened getting accustomed to the stinging needles of pain, as the heat mingles with her own rolling and viciously caged fire. I reach forward and rub her clit, then strike her once more with the flogger. The falls wrap around her hips and inner thighs. They produce fresh welts on her milky white skin.
“Trust me, precious, let go of your fear and just experience this.” As I speak, I move the handle slowly between her thighs and run it along her hot, wet lips, letting the rawhide rub across her clit.
“Yes, Sir.” Her response is immediate and wanton.
The falls strike her fully across both cheeks. She gasps again, calling out loudly. As the stripes begin to sting, she drops her head against the mirror. The pain rages a war with the pleasure and passion she must be feeling. I watch and sense her body react to each stroke now. Each one more forceful than the last. Her mind must be searching, needing to understand how she can feel such excitement as the pain increases.
“Are you ready to cum?” I cease the flogging and insert my hand over her mound, teasing her clit with my thumb.
“Yes, I’m ready, Sir”. Her reply is a panted whisper.
Pumping my fingers slowly, deep inside her pussy keeping her right on the edge, her moans are building softly and urgently. I strike her ass twice in quick succession and she convulses. Her whole body is shaking as I bring her over the edge. Arousal begins to form together, edging along with the pain.
“You need to cum right now. So cum for me!” Whimpering and sobbing she nods and moans. Begging for Him to let her cum, let the orgasm he has been holding on edge all night, break free.
“Yes, Sir! Make me cum!”
“Then cum for me, my pet.” I growl the words, while stroking her g-spot and clit together.
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Author: Zak Hardacre
Genre: Erotic | Dark Romance | Menage | BDSM
Publication Date: 12 May 2018
Review Format: eBook
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