Hers to Own
The Vault Series
The McBride Men: Kade
Contemporary Erotic Romance
Published by Etopia Press
Word Count: ~82,700 words
Heat Level: Hot
Warning: Contains sexually explicit language, and elements of BDSM, specifically
spanking, light bondage, voyeurism, wax, flogger and whip play. For an mature audience
18 years and older.
Release Date: November 7, 2014
He’ll teach her to love her body…one spanking at a time.
Brienna Morgan has worked hard to look good. Ten years ago she stuck to the shadows, watching the popular kids, wishing she could be one of them. But when they weren’t calling her cruel names, nobody noticed the smart overweight girl with the glasses.
So when she braves her high school reunion and runs into Kade McBride, the boy she loved from afar, the last thing she wants is for him to remember her. It’s bad enough she still sees that girl every time she looks in the mirror. But Kade does remember—and he
makes it impossible for Brie to refuse to go out with him. She’s not convinced it’s a good idea, but she can’t pass up the opportunity to be part of the in crowd.
Kade had no desire to go to his high school reunion. As far as he’s concerned, he’d rather forget those days. Especially the day he screwed up and left his best friend to pay the ultimate price. But when he sees the gorgeous woman enter the gym, he’s immediately drawn to her. Regardless of her claims that she’s not the girl he thinks he remembers, Kade realizes maybe he’s been given a second chance to right at least one wrong from his past. And he’s determined not to throw this opportunity away, even if he has to tie Brienna to a spanking bench to prove his point.
“My God, you are so fucking sexy.”
Brie sighed and tipped her head back on the pillow, trying to see his facial features in the shadows. “You like?” She pitched her voice low, hoping to come across sultry, like the vixen she’d always wanted to be, then held her breath waiting for his response, anxious for his appraisal.
The man lowered his large body over hers, caging her between his arms. His muscular calves brushed along the outside of hers. He held most of his weight above her, but she reveled in the heat coming off him. With a slight bend of his arms, he leaned down close to her ear and growled, sending a shiver of desire rolling through her.
He nipped her earlobe. “Oh, yeah, baby. I like. A lot.”
He stroked his tongue along the outer rim of her ear, dipped in and swirled around. Even though she couldn’t see him well in the dark, she knew him. Knew all about him. Wanted every inch of him.
His warm breath fluttered over her face. She let her eyes drift closed as she rolled her head to the right, pressing her chin into the pillowcase, giving him better access.
He trailed that wet tongue of his down to the spot on her neck, right smack in the middle between her ear and the slope of her shoulder, the one spot that after all these nights he knew drove her crazy. His mouth opened, heat scorched her skin, and his lips latched on. He stilled and she held her breath in anticipation. He sucked and she arched into the exquisite sensation, while fighting the instinctive urge to pull away before it became too much.
His weight dropped down, pinning her hips in place. She’d waited for this, wanted it forever.
“I’m going to eat you up, baby,” he whispered roughly. “This tiny scrap of lace you’re wearing is gorgeous and highlights your sweet nipples and luscious breasts, never mind your hot-as-hell pussy. But I’m going to strip it away faster than you can blink and lick every sweet spot on your body. I’m going to tie you in knots, fuck you hard and fast until it’s only me your body craves. No other man, Brienna. This is all mine. You are all mine.”
“Yes.” She gasped as he returned to his mark on her neck and increased the pressure. “Yours. All yours.”
She whimpered when he drew away to place kisses down in the valley between her breasts, his face buried between the generous mounds, near, yet so far from her rigid nipples.
Then he paid those nipples homage. He teased each one, moving between them, tempting them. Leaving them wanting, begging for attention. Like two little soldiers they stood straight and tall, poking through the lace she’d spent a small fortune on, eager for his praise. Some things were worth the sacrifice.
He made them wait. Instead he lavished an assault down the inside of her left arm, stopping at the crease of her elbow to lick and suck, leaving tiny love bites, marks she’d happily wear.
He continued his journey until he reached her hand. While she watched, he sucked each finger, one by one, deep into the warmth of his mouth. His tongue swirled around the digit, lapping at the web of skin between each and then leaving the gentlest of kisses on the very tip of each before he moved on to the next. Even though his face remained in the shadows, she sensed his eyes focused on her the entire time.
He treated her other hand with the same dedication and then started down her legs.
“Stay still, Brienna.” He chuckled, a low, dangerous but oh-so-sexy rumble. “Or I’ll have to start all over.”
Shoes are her addiction, but books are her passion. Anne Lange grew up with a love for reading. If you take a close look, she’s got either a book, her Kindle or her Kobo—maybe all three—tucked into her bag or a pocket when she leaves the house. You know, just in case there’s time to sneak in a chapter or ten. Anne reads many genres of romance, but prefers to write sexy stories, often with a dash of humor, and usually with a side of those sinful pleasures your mom never told you about.
Oh, and always a happily ever after.
While embarking on this wild journey of becoming a romance author, Anne juggles a full time job and a family. Not always successfully. Who needs a clean house every day? And what’s wrong with cereal for dinner? She lives in Ontario, Canada with her wonderfully supportive husband, three awesome kids who are growing up way too fast, and Rocky the bearded dragon.