Intrigue at Haven's Crossing

by Kyleigh Drake

  Haven’s Crossing 2

  Intrigue at Haven’s Crossing

  Myka Lambert visits Haven’s Crossing so she can be at her best friend’s wedding. On the very day she arrives, she is kidnapped by a serial killer and saved by Blake Lawson, who owns the local BDSM club, Intrigue. Immediately, he takes her breath away and she turns his world upside down.

  Myka is unsure of Blake’s lifestyle, which proves to be a bit of a challenge for the Dom/Master. She struggles to keep her independence and tries to find a balance between that and submission. She wants to submit, she thinks, but doesn’t want to lose herself in the process. Can she really give him what he wants while still being true to herself?

  It takes several spankings, lots of sex, and a car accident before Myka learns to trust Blake fully. Only then does he prove to her that not only is she his submissive, but he is also her Master.

  Genre: BDSM, Contemporary

  Length: 40,278 words

  INTRIGUE AT HAVEN’S CROSSING

  Haven’s Crossing 2

  Kyleigh Drake

  EROTIC ROMANCE

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  INTRIGUE AT HAVEN’S CROSSING

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  INTRIGUE AT HAVEN’S CROSSING

  Haven’s Crossing 2

  KYLEIGH DRAKE

  Copyright © 2013

  Chapter 1

  Myka was so nervous she could barely think straight. She had never been with a man the very first day she had met him, but here she was in Blake Lawson’s home ready to give herself to him. The ride over had her panties soaking wet, which horrified her. They sat there side by side in his jet-black pickup truck, with his hand resting on her knee. She noticed him watching her as she squirmed in her seat, attempting to make small talk, obviously aware of the effect he had on her. God, he’s gorgeous, she thought, seeing the muscles below his tight-fitting shirt.

  Myka Lambert had given up hope of ever finding a good man who would love her and take care of her. Multiple failed relationships with men who were either lazy or only cared about themselves helped her come to the conclusion early on that the only people she could really count on were herself and her friends. When her best friend, Kimberlee Mason, moved to Haven’s Crossing and found true love with cowboys Caleb and Logan Wade, Myka decided that Haven’s Crossing was a place she needed to visit. She had just finished getting her master’s degree in physical therapy in time to make it to Kim’s wedding, so she packed her bags and headed to Texas.

  Her very first night in Haven’s Crossing was the most eventful of her entire life. She and Kim had not only gotten kidnapped by a serial killer and survived, but Myka also met Blake Lawson, who had come to her rescue and taken her breath away. Blake owned the local BDSM club, Intrigue, and had been a Dom/Master for the past ten years. Myka learned quickly that Blake was kind and attentive, but he also expected her to do as she was told. She had never experienced that before and was surprised by how much it turned her on. And, of course his tan, muscular body didn’t hurt matters either.

  * * * *

  When they arrived at his home, he helped her out and walked her up to the door, holding it open so that she had to slide past him with just enough space that their bodies touched. She could have sworn she felt a surge of electricity sparking between them. She knew he saw her swallow the lump in her throat, as she averted her eyes from his gaze.

  His eyes were smiling when he handed her a drink, touching her skin in the process. Her hands began to tremble gently. “Are you alright, sweetheart?” he asked calmly in a low, seductive voice.

  “I–I’m fine, thank you. Just still a little shaken from the whole kidnapping thing,” she replied, knowing as she said it that it wasn’t entirely true.

  “Is that all?” he questioned, looking into her eyes so intently that she immediately looked down at the glass she was holding.

  “Uh-huh,” she answered, trying to walk away from him.

  “Oh, no you don’t, young lady,” he said, pulling her back and wrapping his arm securely around her waist. “You may as well learn now, sweetheart, that when I ask you a question, I not only expect an answer, but it damn well better be the truth. Now—I’m going to ask you again. Is that all?”

  “No,” she mumbled, looking down.

  He lifted her chin back up with his finger and, looking more sternly, said, “When we’re alone, Myka, I expect a ‘No, Sir’ not just a ‘No,’ and in this case ‘No, Sir’ isn’t going to suffice anyway, so let’s try that once more.”

  Myka swallowed again and began to feel an ache between her legs. “No, Sir. That’s not all. I’m also nervous because of you.”

  “Good girl. That was an honest answer, but now I need to know why I make you nervous. Are you afraid of me?”

  Myka s
hook her head and then quickly added, “No, Sir,” when she saw his eyebrow raise and his head tilt to the side. When he continued to stare at her, obviously waiting for her to say more, she added quietly, “Your body being so close to me makes me nervous.”

  “I’m very proud of you, Myka, and I’m going to try very hard to help you to relax, okay?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “I must say, I like how quickly you learn, little one. I have a feeling you and I are going to have quite a time together. Let’s go have a seat over on the sofa, shall we?” he asked as he guided her with his hand on her lower back. After they sat down, Blake took Myka’s hand and brought it up to his lips. He kissed it gently all over, his eyes never leaving hers. A shudder ran through her body, causing a smile to slowly form on his lips. “I like the way your body responds to me, Myka—and we’ve only just begun.”

  “It’s time to talk right now, though,” he added. “I’d like to tell you a little about myself, my desires, and the world I live in. Do you know what a Dom is?”

  Myka softly answered, “Just a little bit, Sir. That means you like to be in control, right?”

  “Well, that’s only part of it, sweetheart. As a Dom or Master, it’s my responsibility to know what you need and what’s in your best interest, and what you want, even when you’re not so sure yourself. That’s why I need you to be honest with me about your feelings. I want you to be able to trust me so much that you’re able to submit to me without any questions asked. I want to take care of you, Myka. If you let me do that, I’ll take you places you’ve never been before and take all your doubts away. You would be known as the ‘submissive’ or ‘sub.’ When I tell you to do something, you’ll do it, no questions asked.”

  “That’s the part that scares me, Blake. I’ve never done that before. What if you do something I don’t like?” she asked.

  “That’s a very good question, Myka. The beauty of a Dom/sub relationship is that everything is negotiable. We decide together what will work for us and what won’t. You have the power to stop it all, if that’s what you want. If there is ever a time when you feel something hurts, or it’s just too intense for you, for whatever reason, then we will have a safe word that you’ll use. Once you use that safe word, no matter what we’re doing, it ends right then and there at that very moment.

  “Eventually, you’ll be able to trust me to the point that you can surrender yourself to me completely and freely without any doubts holding you back. I want to explore with you, honey. I want to pleasure you and take you like you’ve never been taken before.” Blake began to rub his thumb over her lips, and she felt like he was hypnotizing her with his eyes. “This will be a journey we take together, Myka, and I truly hope that you will open your mind and go with me because I have never been more attracted to a woman. So, will you promise me you’ll at least try?”

  “I would like to try,” she answered, closing her eyes just a moment so she could focus on what she was saying. “So, what if I don’t like it, Blake? Does that mean we could never be together?”

  “I own a BDSM club, sweetheart. This is who I am. This is how I live. I can’t tell you what I don’t know.”

  “So, when would all this Dom stuff start?” she asked, looking up at him.

  “It already has, Myka, and you’ve responded beautifully. That’s why I’m betting you’re going to love our time together.”

  “You said we would have a safe word—what is it?”

  “At the club, it’s ‘Red.’ If anybody hears ‘Red,’ people come running. But it’s your word, honey. You can have it be anything you want.”

  “I think ‘Red’ is a good word. So when I say it, you stop?”

  “I stop.”

  “But if I said it a lot, then we probably wouldn’t see each other after that, right?”

  “Myka, look at me. I want you to listen to me very carefully. You will say ‘Red’ anytime you feel we’ve gone too far, when you can’t bear to take it anymore, or when it’s so uncomfortable, for whatever reason, that you can’t stand it. Do. You. Understand?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “If you use your safe word, we’re gonna talk about it and figure out what’s going on, okay? If you ever don’t use the safe word when you need to—that’s when there will be a problem. Now, do you have any other questions you want to ask?”

  “Kim mentioned something about Masters and slaves. What’s the difference between that and what you’re talking about?”

  “You’ve got really good questions, sweetheart, and I’m glad you’re asking them. First of all, at the club we have Masters. I’m a Master. You would address me as Master while we’re at the club. ‘Master’ can mean different things though. Usually, in a Master/slave relationship, it’s a lifestyle they live twenty-four-seven. He is the master of his slave at all times. It never stops. The slave depends on the Master completely, for all things. That type of relationship is too intense for me personally. I don’t have the time or energy or the want to.

  “Now, I am a dominant man by nature, and that won’t change. So, when we’re in the bedroom or at the club, you are my sub. If this works out, I will claim you as my own and everyone will know to stay away from you. At the club, you will kneel, you will call me ‘Master,’ you will submit to me, and you will do as you’re told. When we’re out doing regular, everyday life, it won’t be like that. Oh, you’ll still do what I say, and if you choose not to then you’ll get a spanking, but I want you to be yourself as well. I want to know who you are and what you like and don’t like. I want to hear your opinion and argue with you over whatever we don’t agree on. I want to know what you’re feeling and thinking, and I never want you to be afraid to tell me anything.” Blake looked at her, waiting for her response.

  “Blake, I think I like the idea of being a submissive, but I’ve never done anything like this. I’ve never been with a dominant man before, but obviously it’s something I’m attracted to. The not knowing scares me, but I’d like to try. I’d also like to ease into the whole club thing. I need to learn more about it and what it’s about. And, just out of curiosity, do you have a dungeon or something in the basement with chains and whips on the walls?”

  Blake smiled at that question and rubbed her cheek with his hand. “Sweetheart, I have a BDSM club—I don’t need a room here. Anytime we want to go play, that’s where we’ll go. I also have a personal suite there on the second floor, so we could even stay there for days at a time if we wanted to.” He gave her a wink, causing her to blush and look away. “How about I take you for a tour tomorrow afternoon?”

  “Okay,” she replied, holding back a yawn.

  “Right now, you need to get some sleep. You’ve had a long, eventful day and you need your rest.” With that, he tapped her on the end of her nose with his finger and then got up, holding out his hand. Myka slowly put her hand in his, unsure of what was about to happen.

  Chapter 2

  Blake walked her into the bedroom, and then Myka just stood there, afraid to move. It was obvious she was starting to think too much, which led to more anxiety and a chance that she might hyperventilate. He pulled her against his body and just held her tightly with his arms, until her breathing returned to normal and the tension began to melt away. “It’s okay, baby. Everything’s going to be just fine,” he whispered soothingly. “Will you be alright if we go and sit on the bed? I need to rub your shoulders and back, so you’ll feel better.” Myka nodded, and they both sat down. Blake moved her so that she was sitting in front of him and then gently moved her hair to the side so he could kiss the back of her neck. She took a deep breath and sighed, causing him to smile. He whispered in her ear, “And that’s just your neck, sweetheart. Now, I need you to unbutton your blouse.” When she didn’t move he added, “Myka?”

  “I–I don’t think I can do it, Blake. Sir,” she said with panic in her voice.

  “It’s okay, little one. We’re gonna take this one step at a time. Are you afraid?”

  “N
o,” she replied immediately.

  “Then why does it bother you that I want you to take your blouse off?”

  “I’m just not used to this and I—” Myka tried to get up off the bed, but Blake pulled her back.

  “No, ma’am, you don’t. You’re going to finish what you were about to say, and you’re going to do it right now.” He sat there looking at her, waiting for her to speak and not letting go. “If you want to sit here like this all night we will. It makes no difference to me, sweetheart.”

  After a good five minutes of Myka’s useless attempts at breaking free from his hold, Blake saw a tear run down her cheek. He took his finger and wiped the tear from her face and then said softly, “Obviously there’s a lot you’re thinking about right now, which makes it even more important for you to talk to me. I can see this doesn’t come easy for you, so we’re gonna start practicing right now. The more you do it, the easier it gets. Now, I’m not even gonna make you look at me, so all you have to do is say the words.”

  Myka looked down but began to slowly speak. “I–I haven’t been with anyone in a long time, and I’m not comfortable being undressed in front of you. I thought I could do it, but I can’t. I’m embarrassed for you to see me.”

  “Why would you be embarrassed, Myka? You’re beautiful, sweetheart.”

  “I am not beautiful! I’m not a hundred and ten pounds, so let’s stop the bullshit, Blake.”