Three dominant men
will rock her world.
Surrender - A Wanton Club Where Alpha Males Dominate & Pleasure Women
Reverse Harem
3 Bad Boy Rockers
BDSM
Power Exchange
Surrender - Book 2
Three dominant men will rock her world…
Surrender might be a wanton Malibu club, but it’s hardly fun and games for Jacquie. As the owner’s assistant, she’s all work and no play. That changes when three bad boy rockers scout the lifestyle club as a provocative idea for their new album.
As the frontman for Dominant Men, Max is lusciously male and unqualified alpha, eagerly playing Dom to a willing sub. Backup singer and lyricist Andy is more laid back. However, his wild, reddish locks hint at the fire within, which he proves in bed. Entertainment reporters have dubbed composer Devlin ‘the blond devil’. To him, vanilla sex is for when you’re too old to make the effort. The more daring the play, including BDSM, the faster he’s onboard.
Ready to live, Jacquie offers to be their carnal guide through Surrender, willingly delivering herself to these sexy beasts for an adventure like no other.
This is book two in the Surrender series but can be enjoyed as a standalone.
PRAISE FOR DOMINATION
AMAZON REVIEWS
5 STARS
“I couldn't put it down!”
Rose M. Bassett
"A sexy hot reverse harem story that will leave you breathless."
Charleann Davis
"Get ready to rock."
Doug Williamson
"Jacquie is all work and no play until she meets her favorite band Dominant Men."
Goldie eagle
TEASERS
“Guess I was wrong about you guys and what you’d like.” Her words proved steady despite her still-racing heart. “If you don’t want to—”
“Hold on.” Max shot to his feet, followed by Devlin and Andy. “I—we—didn’t say that. It’s just—”
“What?” She advanced.
No one else budged or seemed to breathe.
She wasn’t doing too well on that front either. Upon reaching Max, she cupped his face. Heat barreled through her at his bristly cheeks and size, lean yet muscular, male to the nth degree. Her mouth watered and her heart yearned. She stroked his bottom lip.
He inhaled sharply, his lids fluttering.
So he wasn’t immune to her charms.
Thrilled, she nestled closer, her boobs to his pecs, thighs joined, pussy snug against his rigid cock. Crazy good and reassuring. Nothing on this planet could match him wanting her, except the others doing the same. Feeling playful, she stroked his neck. “You don’t like this? Or this?” She fitted her mouth to his.
He froze.
She speared her tongue between his lips.
A growl erupted from him, quivering his chest.
Her nipples peaked. She pushed closer.
So did he, wrapping his arm around her, one hand smack on her ass, the other on her throat, lifting her face to his.
Taking charge.
Yes, yes, yes! Lost in his male power, she melted against him and suckled his tongue, enjoying his fresh taste, his youth and good health evident.
A more primitive sound burst from him, his embrace intensifying, verifying his need. He pushed her tongue from his mouth and filled hers instead, his desire keeping her from making a sound.
Their kiss turned savage, the kind new lovers indulge in. Yet, an unexpected familiarity made their passion comfortable and safe as if they were also friends.
She’d like that, but wouldn’t push. This was about having fun.
Nerve endings fired, her skin tingling. Time stopped and the world drifted away, only their pleasure registering, his fragrance filling her, his strength encouraging her to submit.
She allowed him to enjoy her as she did the same to him. But she still had Andy and Devlin to consider. Neglecting them wasn’t something she could do.
With more will than Jacquie knew she owned, she pulled her mouth from Max’s.
His lips were damp from her. He panted.
So did she. Leaving him was the hardest thing she’d ever do, but she eased back.
A frown touched his dark eyes.
She cradled his cheek. “That’s only the beginning.”
Devlin caught her wrist, lust hardening his features. “You and I haven’t even begun.” He gathered her to him.
Resisting wasn’t something she could manage.
They fit perfectly. Woman to man. Dom to sub.
He cupped her ass and pulled her against his erect dick, his smile coarse, a male animal in his prime, knowing what a female not only wanted but required.
Never had she imagined a moment like this. Breathing wasn’t possible, thinking hopeless. A pulse beat deep within her pussy, her sex wanting more.
Unable to deny herself, she slipped her arms around his shoulders and parted her lips.
He filled her quickly and well, his tongue plunging as deep as possible, demanding everything she had to give.
Nothing else would do.
They ground against each other, replicating a hard fuck, their hearts beating as one, their heat melding.
He held her tighter, imprisoning her for his desire, a glutton who’d take what he could… while also thrilling her.
The room dipped and swayed, her dizziness increasing. She held onto him, requiring his big body to keep on her feet.
He angled his mouth for greater penetration, his kiss bruising and insatiable, his taste different from Max’s but as fine.
Precisely what she required. Limp yet edgy, she seesawed between the two feelings until her lungs burned. Needing air and to tend to Andy, she tore her mouth free.
Devlin rested his forehead against hers and breathed hard.
Lucky him. She had trouble sucking in any air.
Lightheaded as hell, she staggered from him to Andy. “Hey.”
His smile lit up his face. He stroked her arms. “Hi.”
“We’re talking too much.” She claimed his mouth.
He moaned and eased her close, more romantic than the others, but his hold on her as firm. He wasn’t about to let her go.
Nor would she do so to him. She slipped her arms around his torso and breathed him in, like the love song he penned.
Beer scented his breath. He tasted minty, possibly from toothpaste, his clean fragrance and tenderness undoing her.
His kiss explored rather than demanded, its power as great as Max’s and Devlin’s more commanding ways. She needed both sides of a man, giving and dominant. Andy provided the perfect mixture. The others would too.
Something coiled within her, excitement building, pleasure hardening her nipples and constricting her pussy, heat settling there, creating a dull ache only a man could relieve.
She snuggled closer, drawn to Andy’s hard body, as sinewy as the others’.
He used her mouth well, his desire mounting and growing wild, their kiss rough and greedy, his hand on her breast, hers on his tight ass.
Too much and not enough, the contradiction overwhelming, depleting her strength.
She sagged against him, unable to support her weight.
He finished their kiss and stroked her back, her face to his neck. She licked it.
His chuckle rumbled in his chest. “You good?”
“Mmm.”
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