by Lana Sky
And I nearly fall down the rest of the stairs.
The girl—so small she can be only six or seven at most—looks like a living doll she’s so beautiful. Curling black hair frames a face set with delicate features. Familiar features.
That nose. That chin. That surly, brooding frown. I can’t even believe it at first—but as I blink, I realize my eyes aren’t lying. The only difference between her and the man standing a few paces away are her eyes, a bright, vibrant blue.
But there is no mistaking the obvious. Genetics are a strange animal—two people couldn’t just strike the same biological jackpot by chance.
This little girl is his. She has to be…
His daughter.
And I realize—just like I did the night he used me to taunt his brother—that once again, I’ve been a pawn in his game. A fool. Because any relationship he claimed to want with me was based on nothing more than a twisted lie.
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Excerpt from Vadim: Corrupt Book 2
He cocks his head back and leans into his chair. I sense that he’s waiting for something—like a dog trainer waiting for the naughty mutt to remember one command or the other.
“You fucking bastard!” I strain at my binds, hissing in exasperation. “Let. Me. Go!”
Something unreadable flashes through his dark eyes and I stiffen, falling silent. A subtle softening of his jaw is my reward, and I watch, riveted as he lifts one of his hands and lowers it to his fly.
With envious dexterity, he has it open in seconds, palming his cock. Holy crap. He moves slowly in firm, deliberate strokes that have him hardening in a shocking display that leaves me gaping.
“W-What are you doing?” I try to sound angry, but awe laces my tone instead. Shit. Shit. Shit. I want to seethe, and rage, and scream.
But he is impressive even from this angle. His piercing stands erect, swallowed by the swelling flesh until the rounded ends of the barbell are all that remain visible.
Well aware of my drifting attention, his eyes ruthlessly seek mine out as he manipulates his straining cock. Stroke after stroke leaves him pulsating, but his expression remains unchanged. Unreadable. Cold. Undeniably sexy…
No. “S-Stop!” I shake my head and struggle against my binds, making the metal clang. “What the hell are you doing?”
He does stop, his hand stilling, his gaze unmoving. For seconds. Longer. Unbearably long. I squirm, my lips parting for another demand.
The second they do, he starts to stroke himself again, rendering me silent. As my lips close, he strokes faster. Again. Soon, his entire body is rocking with the motion, his cock straining in his grasp. Beautiful doesn’t even begin to describe the sight. Any words die in my throat as his hand moves even faster. Surer. The longer he pleasures himself, the more I lose my train of thought.
Men like him don’t exhibit themselves lightly. It’s an intentional display, I suspect. Meant for me alone. To tease me. Shatter me. Chastise…
And it’s cruel, unusual punishment. I’m senseless, lost in the whirlpool of conflicting emotions. Shame. Rage. Need. Musings of anger quickly turn to imagining how he would taste, let alone feel if I tried to take him from this angle. As if reading my mind, he stands, letting his pants fall down to his ankles, baring himself completely. Slowly, he advances, his hand still moving, muscles straining beneath his skin.
I don’t even realize that my mouth is already open until he cups my chin, tilting it so that I’m forced to look up at him. His thumb traces my lower lip as he bucks his hips. And I don’t hesitate.
A groan rips through me as his taste explodes over my tongue and I eagerly lap at the crown. My eyes roll and I forget all about hating him. Fellating him on the bed was one thing. But this…
It’s so different.
The angle forces him deeper and I have to tilt my throat to better accept his length. Bound and immobile, all I can do is take whatever he’s willing to give. Just the tip at first. Then the full crown. More. More.
More.
I gasp in exasperation as he pulls away, but then our eyes meet. As if in warning, he caresses my cheek before guiding himself in, in, in.
My eyelids flutter as I struggle to handle this much. He’s throbbing against my tongue, so thick I can barely close my lips around him.
And it’s utter perfection.
I hum in contentment as he rocks his hips, feeding me more precious bit by precious bit. My wrists strain against the manacles as pressure builds between my legs, seeming to center right over my piercing. I start to whimper as he cradles my cheek while easing more into my mouth, barely teasing the back of my throat.
Then he withdraws again, leaving me gasping.
Before I can even protest, his fingers work to part my hair as he encircles my position. His other hand finds my waist and toys with the waistband of my thong. I shiver. The slightest pressure teases the piercing and sets off a tidal wave of friction unlike anything I’ve ever felt. Unprepared, I writhe, torn between clamping my knees against the heat or opening myself up to him further.
“How did I know this method would reach you when words don’t?” He sounds so damn smug. I hiss, only to trail off as he teases me again with another gentle swipe. Another and I moan in hapless surrender.
“You wore this to tease…” His voice is a guttural shadow of his usual neutral cadence. Still calm, but nowhere near as disarming. Lust lurks in the vicious tone, heightening the heat building in my blood. “Didn’t you?”
I shake my head, gritting my teeth against a reply as I struggle to remember my anger. “Go to hell—”
I gasp as his finger slips between my legs, teasing the moisture gathered there. “It’s working,” he grates. “Consider this me teased to the point of madness…”
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Lana Sky is a reclusive writer in the United States who spends most of her time daydreaming about complex male characters and legless cats. She writes mostly paranormal romance, in between watching reruns of Ab Fab and drinking iced tea. Only iced tea.
Other Novels:
ROMANTIC SUSPENSE
PAINTED SINS DUET:
A Touch of Dark
IS HE HER HERO?
Juliana Thorne is falling apart beneath her perfect façade. Haunted by a monster from her childhood, the sheltered socialite is slowly losing her mind—while a mysterious stranger seems to lurk around every corner, relishing in her demise.
OR THE VILLAIN?
A blind artist with a penchant for portraying darkness, Damien Villa harbors his own sinister intentions toward Juliana, but is he motivated by lust…
Or a desire for revenge?
Either way…
This is no fairytale.
PAINTED SINS DUET:
A Taste of Sin
IS HE A HEARTLESS MONSTER?
T
he more she’s subjected to his charms, the deeper Juliana falls under Damien’s spell. But the promise of protection and security may come at a higher price than she’s willing to pay...
OR A RELUCTANT PLAYER?
The reclusive billionaire has his own secrets, and his relationship with Juliana may threaten to send his precarious house of cards crashing down...
Will their bond survive the chaos?
Or will they both be destroyed in the end?
SAVAGE FALL DUET:
King’s Men
THE MORE TREACHEROUS THE LIE…
Ten years ago, Snowy Hollings did the unthinkable: she betrayed the love of her life.
Now, when her family's fortune is decimated overnight, the popular socialite is in for a rude awakening: you reap what you sow.
…THE HARDER THE FALL.
Mysterious newcomer Blake Lorenz despises everything that Snowy Hollings stands for--and he's determined to destroy her piece by piece.
When all is said and done, this ruthless corporate king will stop at nothing to torment the redheaded beauty.
She had it coming, after all.
And, when he's through, she'll be lucky if there's anything left to ever make whole again.
SAVAGE FALL DUET:
King’s Horses
THE HARDER THE FALL…
Ten years ago, Snowy Hollings betrayed the love of her life…
Or did she?
Blake Lorenz has finally broken the Hollings heiress but revenge doesn’t taste quite as sweet as he’d hoped. And as the murky depths of his past begin to come to light, the more he’s forced to realize that he may have made a grave mistake.
…THE MORE BRUTAL THE REDEMPTION.
Destitute and disillusioned, Snowy is trying her best to piece her broken heart back together. But Blake isn’t the only man on her trail, desperate to claim her.
No good deed goes unpunished, after all.
And the truth has a way of destroying even the most resilient of hearts…
BDSM BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE
XXX MAXIM: SUBMIT
Pain is the most potent drug and Frankie Marconi is addicted to the burning sting of it. Maxim Koslov, a deranged crime lord with a tormented past, is more than willing to deliver the dose she needs.
But when lust becomes obsession, Frankie begins to realize that there is only one way out of this dangerous game of Russian Roulette...
And Maxim never loses.
XXX MAXIM: OBEY
Under the dangerous Maxim Koslov's spell, Frankie Marconi finds herself falling deeper and deeper into a world of violence and sin. But the rabbit hole of chaos can only go so far. When cruel reality threatens her cocoon of pain, can she rely on Maxim to help her withstand the onslaught?
Or will she goad him into finally ending their twisted game...
Once and for all.
MAFIA ROMANCE
Crescendo
You don't become the fiancé of one of the most powerful mafia bosses in the city without understanding exactly how gritty and depraved the world truly is... and how to thrive in the inferno.
After five years spent under his controlling thumb, Daniela knows her position with a man like Vincent Stacatto is precarious, but as long as she plays by the rules of his "game", she's safe...
Until she's taken captive by the devil.
Kidnapped by a rival crime lord, Daniela becomes a pawn between two powerful forces, and just another casualty in a bloody game of chess. But to get to the top, and stay at the top, you have to fight dirty and hold nothing back, because the most dangerous piece on the board isn't the King.
It's the queen.
Refrain
Some demons have angelic intentions...
Caught in the middle of a vicious gang war, Espi Vialle is torn between helping a woman with a twisted past or escaping a world of crime he’s ashamed to be a part of.
But when his own dark choices threaten to destroy what little hope of a future he has left, he’ll have to face his deepest fears and risk becoming the one person who has let him down the most.
His brother.
PARANORMAL ROMANCE
Drain Me
When diagnosed with a fatal illness at the age of twenty-six, Eleanor Gray is resigned to her fate—at least until the enigmatic Dublin Helos appears and makes her an offer she knows she should refuse:
Life or Death?
With a decision as harmless as checking the wrong box on a mysterious questionnaire, Ellie is plunged into a dangerous world where souls are sold to the highest bidder and pleasure is fueled by pain.
The rules of this new life are simple: submit everything—mind, body, and soul. But the further Ellie falls under Dublin’s control, the more she comes to realize that it’s not just her sanity at stake, but her heart and a whole lot of blood too.
OTHER BOOKS
Dirty Lyrics
All’s fair in sex, love, and Rock N’ Roll.
Star publicist Abby Newman takes only the roughest, toughest, and naughtiest rock stars under her belt. Her love of bad boys has warranted her a naughty reputation to boot—but her newest client, country crooner Jason Daniels, is anything but. In fact, Jason’s sweet, wholesome image isn’t in need of a cleanup, so Abby can’t understand why he’s so insistent on hiring her.
But, after a few clandestine meetings, she’s quick to realize that the Jason Daniels isn’t exactly the same man in real life that he pretends to be on the radio. In fact, he brings a whole new form of “bad” to the table, and before Abby can help it, she finds herself hopelessly falling under his spell.
After all, all’s fair...
Dragonfly
Sheltered by an overprotective family, Amy Sager—a shy twenty-something poet from Canada—just wanted to break out of her shell and be free to live her own life. What better way to assert her newfound independence than by moving to San Francisco?
However, when she meets a tall, blood-drenched stranger, she gets more than she bargained for.
Jackie is everything she should never want. Violence, lies, and even murder taint this strange man, but she finds herself irresistibly drawn to him…like a moth to a flame.
When their relationship strains her loyalty and his livelihood, it isn’t long before violence consumes her independence and Amy’s quest for freedom turns into just another story of a good girl caught on the wrong side of the tracks, too far gone to turn back.
Pretty Perfect
Numb. Addict. Liar.
Anya DeSotto’s dreams of becoming a professional ballerina are circling the drain, along with the last of her pills. Forced to discover ‘healthy’ ways to cope with her crippling lack of self-worth, Anya’s last chance at success comes in the form of Revend Marcus, a man nearly two decades her senior.
The owner of a prestigious international ballet company, Revend has no problem breaking Anya down to suit his own twisted idea of perfection. But when a shadow from Revend’s past looms over their futures, the resulting chaos threatens to destroy them both.
Though, sometimes, even destruction can be pretty perfect.
Also by Lana Sky
The Ellie Gray Chronicles
Drain Me
Chain Me
Beautiful Monsters
Crescendo
Refrain
Mezzo
Allegro
XXX
Maxim: Submit
Maxim: Obey
Maxim: Surrender
Vadim: Control
Vadim: Corrupt
Vadim: Release
Savage Fall Duet
King’s Men
King’s Horses
The War of Roses
XV: (Fifteen)
VII: (Seven)
I: (One)
