GAME MISCONDUCT (The Dartmouth Cobras)

by Sommerland, Bianca

  She smiled a little weakly at him and pointed to the bedside table. “I’ve had college boys in my house for a couple of years and no desire to become a grandmother. I made sure there were condoms in their bathrooms.”

  And she’d thoughtfully brought them down. She’d manipulated him, and he couldn’t resist her. He reached over and grabbed one. He regarded her with his most menacing stare as he rolled the condom over his grateful cock. “I should have spanked you more.”

  “Later. Right now, please fuck me, Sir.”

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  Midnight Playground

  A Pleasure Playground Story

  By

  Eliza Gayle

  Eve’s desperate denial only means one thing...she has a lot to learn.

  Eve Blake has been working at Altered Ego, a studio specializing in fetish photography, for three months when a custom order comes in for a plus-sized redhead. Ready for an adventure, she volunteers for the job. Chase, her boss, reluctantly accepts. Maybe pretending to be a sexual slave for Chase’s camera will get her one step closer to the two men she thinks can satisfy even her darkest needs.

  Chase can’t believe he’s agreed to this deal. The cardinal rule in any business is not to get involved with your employees and that includes your sexy receptionist. He and his partner Murphy learned that lesson the hard way. Now Chase has a hunch the first time they touch their rope to Eve’s creamy flesh, there will be no turning back. They’ll have to have her.

  One shoot leads to another and Eve finds herself at a playground at midnight. When the scene takes a dark turn, Eve sinks deeper into sensation at the hands of two masters who push for her ultimate surrender. Will she reach the limit of how far she can go, or will the ties that bind form bonds of love?

  Excerpt:

  “Come into the studio,” Chase commanded from the doorway closest to her.

  Her heart lurched in her chest, a gasp falling from her mouth. “Jesus, Chase, you scared the hell out of me.”

  He quirked his brows in her direction before turning away to stride back into the studio he’d mysteriously come from. Hours and hours she’d waited, and she’d never noticed he came out of his office and went into the studio. What else didn’t she notice?

  She needed to wash her face and freshen up. The way she’d been stressing the last hour had to show in her appearance by now. With a last wistful glance at the bathroom, she hurried through the door to the studio. Some trouble just wasn’t worth it, and if they wanted to talk to her about the modeling job, she’d best not keep them waiting. Besides, she got the distinct impression that Chase expected to be obeyed.

  Feeling hot and surly, she barely refrained from sticking her tongue out at his back. Her nerves from the morning had finally quieted down, and her interest in all of this had waned. She spotted Murphy splayed out on the velvet couch in the corner with various props spread on the seat next to him. Coils of black rope, a red flogger, and a short brown leather riding crop.

  Instantly her panties dampened and her heart raced. So much for playing it cool.

  “Stand there.” Chase pointed to the middle of the room. Where a spotlight shone bright. Eve complied, silently moving except for the click of her heels on the wood floor. Whatever happened next, she desperately hoped she could go through with it. Because standing still, knowing that Murphy watched her every move, unnerved her more than she’d expected.

  Chase picked up one of his cameras and turned to face her. He looked her over from head to toe before examining her through the lens. Each click of the camera shutter thundered through the room, nearly matching the roughshod beat of her racing pulse.

  “Since you brought in a signed contract, I’m not going to ask again if you’re sure. You’ll simply follow the instructions either of us give.” Chase didn’t let up with the pictures, and other than stand there and wait, she didn’t know what else to do.

  “Relax. Don’t tense up. No one is going to hurt you. Much.”

  Murphy snickered from the couch behind her at Chase’s last comment. She thought she knew exactly how things would go, but now she wasn’t so sure.

  “Lose the skirt and blouse.”

  Compelled to move, Eve reached behind her and grasped the hook at the waistband of her skirt. Her hands trembled.

  “Allow me.” Murphy breathed into her ear. He’d silently moved from the couch and now brushed her hand aside. Deft fingers finessed the hook open and slid the zipper down. Warm hands caressed her bare waist, sweeping the fabric down her hips and thighs. Suddenly, cool air rushed across her lace-covered sex, causing Eve to gasp at the sudden sensation.

  Murphy kept silent while he worked, although this close he had to know exactly how aroused she was. She stepped gingerly from her skirt so as not to lose her balance. Even with practice, these heels were treacherous.

  Automatically her hands went to the tiny buttons of her blouse.

  Murphy grabbed her wrist and stopped her. “I will do it.” The hardened tone of his voice sent shivers racing up and down her spine. He cupped her chin and brought her gaze to his. “Eyes on me, sexy.”

  Oh Lord, he was beautiful.

  With eyes the color of deep dark chocolate staring into her, it was all Eve could do not to moan in ecstasy. The heated look he gave her melted her insides as he unhooked one button at a time until her shirt lay open, his fingers brushing the roundness of her stomach. Nervous currents of electricity zapped through her with every new touch. She desperately wanted to squeeze her eyes shut and hide from the momentary embarrassment of the most gorgeous man she’d ever laid eyes on touching her. Her.

  Murphy stepped close to push the offending shirt from her shoulders. Heat enveloped her, warmed her through. It took every ounce of willpower not to reach for him, to pull him close and rub all over him. He smelled so fucking good. A little like sex and a lot like wild man. Maybe it was the persona she’d built around him. But as far as she could tell, he lived up to every bad boy, sex-starved fantasy she’d included him in.

  Suddenly, the heat was gone and Murphy stood back so Chase could take more pictures. The camera clicked continuously, and she swore he had to have photographed every blessed inch of her body when he finally stopped and brought the camera to his side.

  “Why are you here, Eve?”

  “To prove to myself that even curves are erotic,” she blurted out.

  Chase’s eyes narrowed. “Bullshit.”

  Eve blinked. Shocked by the harsh word. “It’s true.” She dug her teeth into her bottom lip for a second, waiting for him to say something else. Instead they both stared her down, and she had a sudden need to crawl out of her own skin. “What? What more do you want from me?”

  A rough laugh rumbled from Chase, and Murphy turned away. “I want you to tell me everything. By the time we’re through I will know all of your secrets. Are you ready for that?”

  She nodded. Half sick with worry.

  “What’s your biggest fantasy?”

  Eve sighed. That was easy. “To be tied up and ravished.” She had to look away.

  “But it’s not that simple, is it?” Chase obviously wasn’t going to back down. Figuring out what to say while standing half-naked under lights with two men staring intently at her wasn’t easy.

  “Let’s try another question.” Chase lifted the camera to his face and took another series of photos. “Why haven’t you been fucked in two years?”

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  Defensive Zone

  THE DARTMOUTH COBRAS #2

  Silver Delgado has gained control of The Dartmouth Cobras—and lost control of her life.

  Hockey might be the family business, but it’s never interested Silver. Until her father’s health decline thrusts responsibility for the team he owns straight into her hands. Now she has to find a way to get the team more fans, and establish herself as the new owner. Which means standing up to Dean Ri
chter, the general manager and the advisor her father has forced on her. The fact that their ‘business relationship’ started with her over his lap at his BDSM club shouldn’t be too much of a problem. Their hot one night stand meant nothing! But how can she earn his respect when he sees her as submissive? Can they separate work and the lifestyle she’s curious to explore?

  Balancing her new life away from Hollywood, living among people who see her as the selfish Delgado princess, has her feeling lost and alone until Landon Bower, the Cobras new Goalie slips into her life and becomes her best—and only—friend. The time they spend together makes everything else bearable, but before long his eyes meet hers with more than friendship, reflecting what she feels. Which could ruin everything.

  Two Dominant men who see past her pretty mask and the shallow image she portrayed to the flashing cameras. A gentle attack from both sides that she can’t hope to block unless she learns how to play.

  But she’s getting the hang of the game.

  Breakaway

  THE DARTMOUTH COBRAS

  Against some attacks, the only hope is to come out and meet the play.

  Last year, Jami Richter had no plans, no goals, no future. But that’s all changed. First step, make up for putting her father through hell by supporting the hockey team he manages and becoming an Ice Girl. But a photo shoot puts her right in the arms of Sebastian Ramos, a Dartmouth Cobra defenseman with a reputation for getting any woman—or, as the rumors imply, man—he desires. And the powerful dominant wants her…and Luke. Getting involved in Seb’s lifestyle gives her a new understanding of the game and the bonds between players. But can she handle being caught between two men who want her, while struggling with their attraction to one another?

  Luke Carter’s life is about as messed up as his scarred face. His mother is sick. His girlfriend dumps him. When he goes to his favorite BDSM club to blow off some steam, his Dom status is turned upside down when a therapeutic beating puts him in a good place. He flatly denies being submissive—or, even worse, being attracted to another man. He wants Jami but can’t have her without getting involved with Sebastian. Can he overcome his own prejudices long enough to admit he wants them both?

  Caught between Luke and Jami, Sebastian Ramos does everything in his power to fulfill their needs. His two new submissives willingly share their bodies, but not their secrets. When his own past comes back to haunt him, the fragile foundation of their relationship is ripped apart. As he works to salvage the damage done by doubt and insecurity, he discovers that Jami is hiding something dangerous. But it may already be too late.

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  About the Author

  Tell you about me? Hmm, well there’s not much to say. I love hockey and cars and my kids…not in that order of course! Lol! When I’m not writing—which isn’t often—I’m usually watching a game or a car show while networking. Going out with my kids is my only downtime. I get to clear my head and forget everything.

  As for when and why I first started writing, I guess I thought I’d get extra cookies if I was quiet for awhile—that’s how young I was. I used to bring my grandmother barely legible pages filled with tales of evil unicorns. She told me then that I would be a famous author.

  I hope one day to prove her right.

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  PRAISE FOR BIANCA SOMMERLAND’S BOOKS

  “I just have to start by saying that this book is not for the faint of heart or the easily offended. Secondly, I have to say to the author, Bianca Sommerland, I give you a standing ovation. Deadly Captive was dark, sinister, erotic, intense, sexy and dangerous. Wow!”

  -Karyl

  Dark Diva Review of Deadly Captive

  “My heart broke a little for Shawna. The entire set up made sense and from a personal note, I’ve been in the same situation. That’s when I completely connected to the story and I was moved to tears.”

  -BookAddict

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