Black Light: Suspended (Black Light Series Book 4)

by Maggie Ryan

  Charlie had not attended the next training course Dillon gave at Quantico, but she was beside him as he drove through the gates of Quantico two weeks after their wedding. He parked the truck and before he opened the door, she laid a hand on his arm.

  “Dillon, I want to prove myself. I don’t want any special treatment. I want to be treated just like every one else in the class. Promise me you won’t treat me any differently.”

  “On one condition,” he said.

  Charlie sighed but asked, “What condition?”

  “Come on.”

  Charlie was busy running possibilities through her mind as they walked. When he led her into the building, she wasn’t really paying attention but when she heard Lucy give a yip, she looked up to discover they were standing in the kennel.

  “I know it’s customary to bring the entire class in to pair them with their new partner, but, my condition is that you allow me to let you choose first.” Charlie smiled and then reached up to plant a kiss on his lips. He kissed her back and then grinned. “None of that Agent MacAllister, people will think you’re the teacher’s pet.”

  Charlie watched as he opened each door of the dozen kennels. Dogs trotted out and then sat, waiting for further instructions. Charlie began to walk towards the dogs, as Dillon gave the signal to release. Some of the dogs ran to him, a couple ran towards Lucy, but one ran straight towards Charlie. By the time he reached her, she was on her knees, her arms open. The moment she wrapped her arms around his neck and his tongue came out to lick her cheek, they bonded.

  Dillon walked over and squatted down beside them, ruffling the dog’s fur. He had a huge grin on his face.

  “Isn’t he beautiful?” Charlie asked, taking the dogs face in her hands and smiling. “He has blue eyes!”

  “Yes. Some people say that a dog with light colored eyes can see Heaven. He’ll be your partner as well as your guardian angel.”

  “What’s his name?”

  Dillon smiled as Lucy came to sit beside them. “It couldn’t be more perfect. Charlie, meet your new partner, Ricky.”

  Charlie looked at Dillon, then Lucy and then Ricky, and burst out into giggles, knowing it couldn’t have been any other name.

  “You’re not ready yet?” Dillon asked, coming into their bedroom to see Charlie standing in nothing but her underwear. Not that he didn’t enjoy the view, but he’d expected to leave a half-hour earlier.

  “I can’t decide what to wear,” Charlie said, holding a sapphire blue dress in front of her and then replacing it with a red one.

  Dillon walked to the closet and returned with the white dress she’d worn for their wedding. “Wear this.”

  “That’s my wedding dress.”

  “Baby, I’m well aware of that, but you looked so stunning in it that I’d like to see you in it again.”

  Charlie smiled and was ready just a few minutes later. “Exactly where are we going?” she asked as he helped her into the truck.

  “It’s a surprise. A celebration of your graduation,” Dillon said, dropping an arm around her as he drove towards D.C.

  “I can’t believe I’m now a certified K-9 agent. I can’t thank Director Harrison enough for helping cut through the red tape involved in transferring my service.”

  “He’s a good guy,” Dillon agreed.

  They ate at an Italian restaurant, Charlie tucking her napkin into the bodice of her dress. “Leave it to you to choose white when there’s red spaghetti sauce involved,” she said.

  “To tell the truth, that never even entered my mind,” Dillon confessed. As they ate, they talked about everything and nothing at all. After sharing a dish of tiramisu, Dillon pulled her chair out and took her hand. When he parked in a familiar parking lot, Charlie looked puzzled.

  “Dillon, the club is closed on Mondays.”

  “Most Mondays, yes,” Dillon said, taking her hand and leading her towards the shop. “But not tonight. Tonight is a gift from Jaxson, Chase, and Emma.” He looked down and smiled. “Tonight, my love, is the night you learn to fly.”

  Once inside Black Light, he heard Charlie gasp as she saw the stage that had been prepared. While most of the club was in shadows, lights bathed the platform. Owen had coils of rope waiting and Martha, Emma, Jaxson, and Chase, were there to witness the artist in his creation.

  Dillon removed his suit coat and slowly removed Charlie’s dress, kissing down her body. He stripped her of everything, baring his canvas and leading her to the edge of the stage. “Kneel,” he instructed softly.

  Once she knelt before him, her eyes on him, he accepted a box from his brother. “I love you, Charlie. I will love you for the rest of our lives. We are man and wife, but tonight, I ask you to accept my collar.” He opened the black, velvet box and watched as tears welled in her eyes as she saw what lay inside.

  “Yes,” Charlie said. “I accepted you as my husband, I am blessed to be your submissive as well.”

  Dillon took out the collar. It was an exact replica of the belt he’d placed around her waist, made of gold. The knot he’d tied to remind her they were connected even when apart, gleamed against her throat as he locked the collar around her neck. He pulled her up and kissed the golden knot as he’d done the rope one. Then he kissed his wife, his submissive before guiding her to the center of the stage. “Lay down and relax. Don’t think, just give yourself over to me.”

  “I’m yours, Sir,” she said softly.

  Dillon began weaving the ropes around his wife’s body, constantly checking her comfort as he bound her. A beautiful corset design ran across her arms that were bound behind her back. He crossed ropes around her breasts, the bonds enhancing their fullness, her nipples taut and waiting to be suckled. The pile of ropes diminished as he worked. He decorated each of her legs from thigh to ankle, and when he tied the last knot, he leaned over her.

  “You are so very, very beautiful, and I am so very blessed to be your husband. I love you, Charlie.”

  “I love you, too, Dillon.” She said, unable to touch him and yet her face, her eyes told of her love.

  Dillon straightened and with a nod, Owen joined him. They began to pull on the ropes, lifting Charlie from the floor of the stage. She gasped as she swayed, but it wasn’t a sound of distress. The smile on her lips as she allowed her head to fall back told of her pleasure.

  Soft music began to play, the lights dimming a bit as Dillon began to caress her flesh that wasn’t covered by rope. He bent to suckle on her nipples, her moans of pleasure magnified by the fact that her breasts were compressed, the blood flowing to them making her nipples so very sensitive. He kissed her belly and when she was whimpering, moaning in need, he moved to lift her head, to kiss her eyelids, her cheeks, her mouth.

  As he slowly allowed her head to drop again, he stepped away. Dillon had never seen anything so beautiful as his wife. Wrapped in ropes that were so white against her flesh, the ink of her hair, the curl of her body, the rosiness of her nipples, the glistening of her sex. She was a masterpiece suspended in the air, trusting in her husband in every way. He gave a nod to Jaxson who smiled. Part of their gift was to provide a photographer to take photos—one that Dillon would choose to turn into a painting that would hang in their bedroom beside her wedding gift to him.

  Once the photographer moved back, Dillon moved to begin again, kissing her deeply, watching her eyes open, the serenity in their depths making his heart skip a beat. He moved to stand between her legs and kissed her pussy. Long strokes of his tongue against the swollen folds of her sex had her making the sweetest mews. Dillon pushed her away, the swing of her body an erotic dance. He took his time, suckling, licking, nibbling until she was begging.

  “Please, Sir, please… I need…”

  “What, my love, what do you need?”

  “You, Dillon, I need you.”

  Dillon needed her just as much. Unzipping his pants, he released his cock and pulled her towards him, sliding inside an inch at a time. They’d consummated their marriage weeks earli
er, but tonight, they consummated their relationship as Dominant and submissive. Black Light was the perfect stage—for this incredible club was where their journey had truly begun.

  The End

  About the Author

  Maggie Ryan is a USA Today and #1 International Best Selling and Multi-award Winning Author in Victorian/ Historical, Contemporary and Western Erotic Romance

  Fantasy is a world that offers endless possibilities. Whether you travel back in time to when the plains were open, take a journey to the cobblestone streets of London, take a stroll along the beach or walk through the streets of some foreign country, every letter of every word offers infinite possibilities. I love to write stories that take a reader on a journey, one they can disappear into and experience what might have been or what is to come. I never try to restrict myself to any one genre because there are just too many delicious possibilities out there and inside my head. I hope you will curl up in your favorite chair and take the journey with me. Happy Reading!

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  Also by Maggie Ryan

  The Black Stallion Trilogy (With Alta Hensley)

  Maddox, Book 1

  Stryder, Book 2

  Anson, Book 3

  Women of Wintercrest series:

  Louisa Revealed, Book 1

  Lord Edward’s Law, Book 2

  Claimed, Book 3

  Lucy Surrenders, Book 4

  Hunter’s Ridge series:

  Lucy’s Journey Home, Book 1

  Homecoming, Book 2

  Reunion, Book 3

  Blessed Beginnings, Book 4

  Hunter’s Ridge Box Set

  Divine Designs series:

  Designed for Submission, Book 1

  A Submissive's Dream, Book 2

  Haven’s Promise, Book 3

  A Submissive’s Gift, Book 4

  Lessons in Submission series:

  Miss Summers’ School, Book One

  Cherry’s Jubilee, Book Two

  Lilly Blossoms, Book Three

  The Red Petticoat Saloon series:

  Jewel’s Gems

  Rescuing Ruby Red

  Diamond in the Rough

  Gabe’s Golden Girl

  Willamette Wives series:

  His Passionate Pioneer, Book One

  My Sassy Settler, Book Two

  His Errant Educator, Book Three

  My Capricious Cowgirl, Book Four

  Corbin’s Bend series:

  An Author’s Angst

  Vintage Values

  Ever Lasting Hope

  My Charming Valentine

  Masters of the Castle series:

  Rosie’s Resolutions

  Anthologies and Box Sets:

  The Dark Forest

  When the Gavel Falls (Masters of the Castle box set)

  12 Naughty Days of Christmas Anthology 2014

  Hero to Obey

  Sweet Town Love

  Single Titles:

  Charming Isabella

  Summer Solace

  Becoming His: The Teaching of Rebecca

  Treasured Submission

  The Christmas Pickle

  Realizing Her Dream (w/ Laurel Jane)

  A Little Sunshine (written w/ Abbie Adams)

  Leather and Grace

  Please Daddy

  Audio Books:

  His Passionate Pioneer, Willamette Wives Book One

  Louisa Revealed, Women of Wintercrest Book One

  Lord Edward’s Law, Women of Wintercrest Book Two

  Claimed, Women of Wintercrest Book Three

  Designed for Submission, Divine Designs Book One

  A Submissive’s Dream, Divine Designs Book Two

  Lucy’s Journey Home, Hunter’s Ridge Book One

  Homecoming, Hunter’s Ridge Book Two

  Treasured Submission

  Charming Isabella

  Summer Solace

  Jewel’s Gems

  Lilly Blossoms

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