Title: A Debt Repaid
Series: The Debt Duet #2
Series: The Debt Duet #2
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Date: June 25, 2019
Blurb
He stole
my hand, but I won’t let him steal my heart.
my hand, but I won’t let him steal my heart.
On the worst day of my life I was given away by my own blood.
Sold to a handsome bad guy in exchange for my father’s debt.
Easton Van Buren claimed me and locked me up in his mansion.
That devilish man wanted more than just my body …
So I ran.
But when a rich man’s prized possession escapes…
He’ll do anything he can to get her back into his claws.
Anything he can to entice her heart to fall for him…
And submit.
Book Two
of The Debt Duet.
of The Debt Duet.
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Excerpt
Hours pass
before the door to my room opens again. I’m exhausted from the sheer number of
orgasms I’ve had on this device that’s firmly clenched between my legs. I tried
to move so many times, but the chain wouldn’t allow it. And the longer I stayed
in position, the weaker I became.
before the door to my room opens again. I’m exhausted from the sheer number of
orgasms I’ve had on this device that’s firmly clenched between my legs. I tried
to move so many times, but the chain wouldn’t allow it. And the longer I stayed
in position, the weaker I became.
My legs
have turned into a puddle beneath me. I’m shaking from the intense sexual lust
flowing through every fiber of my being and the sheer need consuming me whole.
have turned into a puddle beneath me. I’m shaking from the intense sexual lust
flowing through every fiber of my being and the sheer need consuming me whole.
Easton
walks into my room, closing the door behind him, and I can barely lift my head
to look at him. I’m tired … and so fucking aroused I can’t think straight. I
want this to end. I want to explode into bliss.
walks into my room, closing the door behind him, and I can barely lift my head
to look at him. I’m tired … and so fucking aroused I can’t think straight. I
want this to end. I want to explode into bliss.
Easton
stands in the middle of the room, towering over me. He stares at my naked body,
his eyes following every bead of sweat that rolls down my forehead. The moment
seems to last an eternity.
stands in the middle of the room, towering over me. He stares at my naked body,
his eyes following every bead of sweat that rolls down my forehead. The moment
seems to last an eternity.
My lips
part, and my tongue moves without regret.
part, and my tongue moves without regret.
“Please,” I
murmur.
murmur.
The left
side of his lips inches up as he lowers his head. Almost as if he’s waiting for
me to continue.
side of his lips inches up as he lowers his head. Almost as if he’s waiting for
me to continue.
So I do.
“Fuck me.”
“Fuck me.”
The words
that slip from my mouth release the load off my shoulders. I’ve been carrying this
guilt and shame for far too long. It’s done now. My resolve is gone.
that slip from my mouth release the load off my shoulders. I’ve been carrying this
guilt and shame for far too long. It’s done now. My resolve is gone.
I want this
more than anything.
more than anything.
My body
quakes with yearning. It wishes there was more than this device thrumming
against my clit. My body already knew long ago what my mind refused to believe.
My soul wants this man. It’s tethered to him by something more than a debt. My
body sings to his tune, and he knows this well.
quakes with yearning. It wishes there was more than this device thrumming
against my clit. My body already knew long ago what my mind refused to believe.
My soul wants this man. It’s tethered to him by something more than a debt. My
body sings to his tune, and he knows this well.
It’s
showing on his face in his wicked smile and the triumphant glimmer in his eyes.
showing on his face in his wicked smile and the triumphant glimmer in his eyes.
He’s won.
I lower my
head in defeat as he approaches. There’s no point in fighting him. He’s already
claimed my body, so why would I hold onto that last sliver of me? Besides, I
don’t even want to anymore. There’s nothing I crave more than to have him deep
inside me, to come one last time, and then fall into an eternal sleep.
head in defeat as he approaches. There’s no point in fighting him. He’s already
claimed my body, so why would I hold onto that last sliver of me? Besides, I
don’t even want to anymore. There’s nothing I crave more than to have him deep
inside me, to come one last time, and then fall into an eternal sleep.
Suddenly,
the buzzing between my legs stops. Sensations no longer bombard my clit, but it
continues to throb with pleasure. It’s a strange feeling … as though someone
has ripped away the very thread that kept me together.
the buzzing between my legs stops. Sensations no longer bombard my clit, but it
continues to throb with pleasure. It’s a strange feeling … as though someone
has ripped away the very thread that kept me together.
When
Easton’s hand touches my shoulder, I brace for what’s to come. Will he shove me
against the bed and fuck me on the floor from behind? Will he pull me up by my
chain and fuck me on the bed in traditional style? Or will he shove me against
the door and make me look at him while he takes my pussy?
Easton’s hand touches my shoulder, I brace for what’s to come. Will he shove me
against the bed and fuck me on the floor from behind? Will he pull me up by my
chain and fuck me on the bed in traditional style? Or will he shove me against
the door and make me look at him while he takes my pussy?
His hand
slides upward along my neck, and he cups my chin and lifts my head. He slithers
down to grasp the chain.
slides upward along my neck, and he cups my chin and lifts my head. He slithers
down to grasp the chain.
Click.
The chain
falls to the floor, and I’m no longer confined to the bed.
falls to the floor, and I’m no longer confined to the bed.
Just like
that … I’m free.
that … I’m free.
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Author Bio
Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today
Bestselling author of Dark Romance and Contemporary Romance novels. She is an
avid reader and writer of swoony stories about dangerous men and feisty women.
Her other loves include her hilarious husband, her two crazy but cute dogs, and
her ninja cat that sometimes thinks he's a dog too. In her free time she enjoys
watching all sorts of movies, playing video games, reading tons of books, and
cooking her favorite meals.
Bestselling author of Dark Romance and Contemporary Romance novels. She is an
avid reader and writer of swoony stories about dangerous men and feisty women.
Her other loves include her hilarious husband, her two crazy but cute dogs, and
her ninja cat that sometimes thinks he's a dog too. In her free time she enjoys
watching all sorts of movies, playing video games, reading tons of books, and
cooking her favorite meals.
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