Bordello tale featuring femdom. Benedict accompanies some acquaintances for diversion and finds some for himself. Before he knows it, he’s said yes, and he’s strapped down and enjoying being punished for being a naughty boy. But he gets more than he bargained for with Lina. Tossed into the reality of a world where vampires exist, Benedict has to make some decisions. That is further compounded with the interest he’s garnered from another vampire, Antony. This is a sweet vampire story featuring a mating bond. The gore and violence are practically non-existent and some aspects seem more like eccentric human behavior than immortals. It is a sexy menage with a true triad relationship. The femdom aspect is minimal with not much more than a few demands to kneel. The characters are charming and ends very sweetly. Overall, erotic regency love story that’s focused more on menage than vampirism.
Can two possessive and passionate vampires make a relationship work with the one human they are both destined to love?
Benedict’s boring existence as a London gentleman is called into question the night he meets Lina, the madame of a local brothel. Under her dominance he finds pleasure so sweet he is hungry for more, but he is not the only one with an appetite to fill.
Lina entices the beautiful Benedict into her dungeon only to discover that he is her blood mate. Fear fills her as she enters the unknown, yet the lure of perfect bliss is too much.
Antony, Lina’s long time friend and lover, watches Lina and Benedict and cannot help joining in the sexual bliss. Disaster strikes for the tortured hero when he too learns he is Benedict’s blood mate. He must face a past that still devastates him and find a way to make their ménage work.
Be Warned: menage sex (MMF), anal sex, bondage
“Thank you, Benedict. You may leave whenever you like.”
He stilled. Was she dismissing him? Disappointment hit him hard, followed by a heavy dose of anger. He did not like being used.
“Took enough, did you?”
Her eyes narrowed at his tone, and he couldn’t prevent the growl that escaped from his throat. Her eyes widened again before she moved to sweep her hair up into a sophisticated style, ignoring his question.
He didn’t like being ignored.
“Don’t you want more blood?”
Lina stopped thrusting pins through her hair and turned, staring at him with shock in her eyes.
“I don’t know what you are talking about.”
He smiled, lifting his hand and wiping his shoulder, but no blood remained. How had he healed already?
The lack of evidence made him stop for a moment. Should he question his own sanity? No. He wasn’t wrong.
“You drank my blood when I came. How often do you require it?”
He could see the internal struggle going on within her, in the stiffness of her posture and the haunted look in her eyes.
“I didn’t drink your blood, Benedict. Do not be absurd.”
He laughed, but the sound held little humor as he pulled on his shirt. He staggered a little, on a post orgasm high. A part of his brain knew he should be afraid of her, but he wasn’t for some unknown reason. He was too furious with her for treating him like a fool to worry about his safety.
“Lina, you did. I saw my blood on your mouth, and now you look healthier. I even had some strange vision of an old man with long white hair while you were feeding.”
She moved so quickly he didn’t even see her shift. She went from being across the room to standing just in front of him. Her blue eyes were wide open as she moved around him slowly now, stalking him like a predator would do its prey. She looked shocked, wary and interested.
“What did you just say?”
He swallowed, his bravado failing him for a moment. She was fast and if gossip was to be believed, strong too. She wouldn’t hurt him, would she?
“I saw an old man.”
Lina shivered and leaned forward exposing her fangs.
He jumped back, fear pulsing through him at the sight of the long white animal teeth. Then he stepped forward, unable to stay away from her. She was still beautiful, and he was more than a little in awe of what she was.
Did she want to feed on him again?
Some sort of perverse interest made him want to see it happen this time. He leaned into her and tilted his head away, exposing the source she craved. He couldn’t stop the tremble in his muscles, but he held himself perfectly still. Pain coursed through him, then the vision of her with the old man pierced his brain, the old man enfolding Lina in his arms this time.
He gasped and pulled away, his head spinning with intoxicating pleasure.
Lina’s mouth dripped with his blood, yet she didn’t seem to be enjoying what she had taken from him. Her whole focus was on him.
“What did you see?”