It’s finally time, after Maren teased everyone with her deviously evil cliffy in Roulette Redux, Kitty’s story is finally being told and I ADORE it! This story is amazing and you are going to love it, Noah and Kitty are the best couple and their story reminds me a little bit of Thalia’s recovery (in the very best ways). A man who wants nothing but recovery for her, a strong woman who is coping with unbelievable emotional damage, and the light that comes after such darkness. I can’t wait for you to grab Black Light: Fearless, lovelies, and I hope you love it as much as I do!!
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Black Light: Fearless
He was the last thing she thought she needed, but she was everything he wanted.
Abused and alone, Kitty had no idea how far she’d have to flee after she finally got the courage to run. She never would have guessed she’d end up halfway around the world, or in the home — much less the arms — of dominant Australian whip-master, Noah Carver.
He knows she’s damaged, that she needs safety and time to heal, but the way her submission calls to him has Noah thinking more about what could be between them than her history.
The only question now is what she fears more: standing up to her abusive ex-dom, or staying with a man she’s afraid to love?
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She wanted relief. She wanted absolution from the horde of sins—real or imagined—clawing at her back. If he ever met Ethen a second time, he was going to feed the man his own teeth, but for now Noah put his mind where it needed to be. Taking his hand off Kitty’s trembling backside, he stepped back into position.
“Say it for me again,” he told her, shifting his grip on the strap, letting it become an extension of his ready arm. She’d chosen the widest one, the same one she’d taken to bed with her last night. Two strokes would cover the whole of her small bottom. Every stroke after that would ignite a painful fire, building on it lash after lash, without mercy or pause until the movements of her writhing body let him know she was done. That wasn’t going to happen any time soon. He could tell by looking at her, she’d been haunted for so long she didn’t know how to let go of it. He was going to have to show her. “I want you to repeat each phrase after every stroke I give you.”
She hesitated, her brow furrowing further.
“I am a good girl,” Noah supplied, helping her remember how it started.
“I-I’m a good girl,” she whispered, and he struck.
It wasn’t his hardest blow, but it wasn’t gentle. And yet, the only sign she showed as her flesh absorbed the impact was the catch in her breath and the tightening of her knuckles against the multicolored quilt. Her bottom barely flinched, though he knew it had to hurt.
Oh yeah, Ethen had ‘taught’ her all right.
“I am safe,” he prodded her.
All the pain he hadn’t seen in her reaction was right there, trembling in the whimper of her voice as she repeated, “I am safe.”
The crack of the strap wrapped the base of her buttocks, hugging them in its painful embrace.
Her breath caught again, but she didn’t so much as arch onto her toes. Anyone else would have been squirming. Noah frowned, not at all liking what he saw.
“I am loved.” Her voice broke.
There was no help for it, but to whip where he’d already struck.
Her hands spasmed—her fingers snapping open, then clawing up tight again. She made no sound apart from a shaky exhale.
What was it with doms who robbed their submissives of the cathartic freedom of expressing their pain in movement. Bucking, writhing, crying—there was beauty to be seen in the full wallow of the hurt as it engulfed them.
“I-I-I d-don’t ha-have—” She blinked rapidly against the shine of rising tears.
“To be afraid of anything,” he said, helping her through it, and swung.
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I just ADORED this story and really hope Maren writes more because I KNOW that Ethan’s menagerie story is not done. I have been so busy writing Inheritance and I JUST got back from a writers weekend and I have so much I want to capture before my muse runs off *shhh*. Fingers crossed I will have more to share VERY soon, lovelies? Until then, grab Black Light: Fearless and let me know what you thought!
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Fortunate enough to live with my Daddy Dom, I am a Little, coffee whore, pain slut, administrator at two of my local BDSM dungeons, resident of the wilds of freakin’ Kansas (still don’t know how I ended up here) and submissive to the love of my life. An International and USA Bestselling Author, I have penned more than 150 novels, novellas and short stories, and am the author of the Masters of the Castle series.
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