Darkness Between Us by N.J. Adel

He needed me. He didn’t know I needed him more.

A young submissive multimillionaire. A true sadist mistress who looks like the woman who has made him who he is now. And the dark secrets of the past standing between.

One woman has turned Landon Sander, the twenty-sever-year-old billionaire, into the submissive masochist he is now. Even if she’s long gone, a size-eight blonde mistress, who looks exactly like the woman he loved and loathed the most, walks into the play dungeon of his BDSM club and reminds him how weak and sick he still is.

Obsessed with the sexy mistress with her red heels and piercing eyes, Landon pursues her as if she’s his last hope, not knowing why she won’t take him as her sub or that she has secrets much darker than his.

Mistress Godiva doesn’t take new subs. But Landon’s obsession with her, the pain and humiliation he’s willing to take in order to make him hers, and above all the torment in his eyes turn her on.
She wants him now. But when she knows the secret behind his obsession with her, it opens an old wound that is too much to bear.

Mistress Godiva is exactly what Landon needs, and she, too, needs him more than he thinks.
But the darkness in his past and hers stands between.

Whether it destroys them both or unites their damaged hearts… read DARKNESS BETWEEN US to find out.

Warning: language, sex, dark themes, violence, BDSM, femdom

SKU: B07K8T5V1W Category: Multicultural & Interracial Tags: BDSM, Dark Romance, dominatrix, erotic romance, erotica, femdom, interracial, new adult, suspense, thriller

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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:

Godiva:
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.

Landon:
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.