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About the author:
N. J. Adel is a cross genre author. From dark women's fiction to sci-fi and fantasy. From sexy short stories to full-length literary books. She loves it all.
She teaches English by day and writes fun smut by night with her German Shepherd, Leo.
She's know for HER ROYAL HAREM SERIES, a reverse harem erotic historical romance series.
Here is a short sample from the book:
Tonight’s session was intense. I hadn’t fucked him like this in months. He would always safeword after a few thrusts. He would free his tears, beg for release, thank me and receive his aftercare in my lap.
But tonight was different.
He needed the pain. Not the release.
And I gave it to him.
I would give him anything.
Even if it hurt me too.
I owed him much more than he owed me.
My loyal slave.
Our bond was eternal. Sacred.
I took a sleeping pill, grabbed the sheets onto my naked body and closed my eyes. Behind my lids, I saw him.
Sander. Not slave.
With his light brown hair, falling off his forehead, and his deep blue eyes, dark with need. With sexy lips mouthing pleas, and big hands beseeching.
I couldn’t deny the clench in my pussy when he was begging me to take him or the wetness I had now as I remembered.
I should have told him to strip. Just for fun.
His frame confirmed a strong, tall man, but I wanted to see his ass and junk; I didn’t get a good look at him when he was naked in Godiva.
I had no idea I’d see him again.
Or I’d be disappointed that he didn’t keep up with Shane.
Or I’d be thinking about touching myself while his image in my mind.
I’d fallen for my owner, a sadist mistress who saw me as a toy to torture for her pleasure. Nothing more. A mistress who had another toy more valuable and an overprotective psycho killer for a brother.
I rummaged through my head for an answer to this mess. A solution that allowed me to fit in her life without losing everything. Without heartache.
I had found none.
If I stayed, I’d go crazy every time she was with her other slave. Not to mention, I had to remain a secret or else, I might lose my own life.
If I left…
My heart squeezed at the thought. I was in love with Godiva whether I liked it or not. Acknowledged it or not.
Leaving her would hurt like hell.
But if my heart was going to be broken either way, I might as well end this now.
It was the right thing to do.
At first ray of dawn, I’d go and never look back.