So, normally Sundays would be another #AskMeAnything, but I’ve just got TOO MANY AMAZING BOOKS TO SHARE! That’s why it’s #TeaserSunday for all of you lovely, dirty fans of the dark and twisted. Today’s book is ‘Villains & Vodka’ from my homegirl Alta Hensley who I fucking love, and she has delved into her dark side in all of the best ways in the past year and it’s clearly her niche. It’s what she was meant to write from the beginning because she nails it. Each book in the Top Shelf series is a standalone, and this one is already killing it in the charts and reviews! Check out below to see why and then get a copy for yourself!
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Villains & Vodka (Top Shelf Series)
My life is one long fevered dream, balancing between being killed or killing.
The name Harley Crow is one to be feared.
I am an assassin.
I own it. I choose this life. Hell, I crave it. I hunger for it. The smell of fear makes me hard and is the very reason the blood runs through my veins.
Until I meet her…
Her darkness matches my own.
In my twisted world of dancing along the jagged edge of the blade…
She changes everything.
No weapon can protect me from the kind of death she will ultimately deliver.
*Villains & Vodka is a dark billionaire romance. If you don’t like a splash of shock, a dash of taboo, and a heavy dose of sex, then don’t take a sip of this TOP SHELF cocktail.
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“What is that?” she asked with a squeak to her voice.
“Never seen an anal hook before?”
She licked her lips and swallowed hard. The steel, the size, the shape, and the large ball at the end, meant to be rooted in her ass, was definitely ominous. I didn’t blame her for her fear. An oversized fishing hook tool in the hand of a Dom would frighten any woman wise enough to know what that would mean.
I took a chain and attached it to a leather collar I planned on placing around her neck. The leather was wide, almost as wide as my hand. Much thicker and firmer than the belt I had choked her with before. Too tight with this collar, and she wouldn’t be able to breathe. But that control would be completely in her hands. Completely.
“I don’t understand,” she said softly. “What is the purpose of that? What do you plan on doing?”
I inhaled deeply. Fuck yeah. She was afraid. Nervous, but definitely afraid.
“You’ll soon see,” I answered as I coated the end of the hook with the lubrication.
Not waiting for permission, because that was not the type of man I was, I placed the tip of the hook with the rounded ball at her anus and pushed in. It slid in as a loud husky moan filled the air of the room. Marlowe instantly tensed, but relaxed the minute the hook was fully seated into the depths of her ass. She clearly knew. Resistance would only make it worse.
I then grabbed the collar and leaned up toward her neck. Such an elegant neck it was. I suddenly wanted to kiss a trail along the angles of her shoulder, her collarbone, her earlobe… the cliff. The fucking cliff. Kissing was for couples. We were not a fucking couple. I had to once again focus on not falling off that damn cliff.
Taking a handful of her hair instead, I leaned down and whispered, “Ready to say RED yet?”
“Never,” she squeaked.
Releasing her hair, I fastened the leather collar around her neck, securing it snugly. I took the silver chain that hung loosely from a ring in the leather and fastened it to the anal hook. In doing so, it forced Marlowe’s head back. She had no choice but to arch her back and bend backwards.
She had two choices.
Lean forward to ease up on the choking.
Lean back to ease up on the pressure of the hook in her ass.
It truly was a lose-lose situation.
And if she struggled, if she fought, if she didn’t focus on finding the perfect balance where she could still breathe, and still bear the pain of the hook in her stretched bottom hole, she would definitely be screaming RED.
But not Marlowe Masters.
I could see how she rocked and moved her body ever so slightly to find that balance. She calmly searched for a position to be comfortable. She took long even breaths when she could. She adjusted her hips to help with the pressure of the hook. She never cried out for help. She didn’t panic. She didn’t beg.
She adapted. She met the darkness head on.
I’d underestimated her. Marlowe Masters—unlike any woman I had ever met—clearly understood how to dance in the darkness.
I am squirming and cursing myself for having so much on my plate right now that I can’t start this yet, because I fucking NEED IT. I have to know what happens, and I have to know why everyone is losing their shit in the reviews on how hot it is! I feel like I’m standing outside the party in the rain, clawing at the glass like a sad puppy. BUT YOU DON’T HAVE TO BE A SAD PUPPY! You can get your hands on it right now, and then tell me how glorious it is!
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Alta Hensley is a USA TODAY bestselling author of hot, dark and dirty romance. She is also an Amazon Top 100 bestselling author. Being a multi-published author in the romance genre, Alta is known for her dark, gritty alpha heroes, sometimes sweet love stories, hot eroticism, and engaging tales of the constant struggle between dominance and submission.