Salvaging His Soul: Trident Security Book 8
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SALVAGING HIS SOUL
TRIDENT SECURITY BOOK 8
BY SAMANTHA A. COLE
Suspenseful Seduction Publishing
Salvaging His Soul
Copyright ©2017 Samantha A. Cole
All Rights Reserved.
Published by Suspenseful Seduction Publishing.
Cover designed by Judi Perkins of Concierge Literary Design – http://www.cldesignsky.com
Editing by Eve Arroyo – http://www.evearroyo.com/
Salvaging His Soul is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, organizations, places, events, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This book may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this ebook with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you're reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to your favorite ebook retailer and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.
The story within these pages is completely fictional but the concepts of BDSM are real. If you do choose to participate in the BDSM lifestyle, please research it carefully and take all precautions to protect yourself. Fiction is based on real life but real life is not based on fiction.
Remember-Safe, Sane, and Consensual!
Any information regarding persons or places has been used with creative literary license so there may be discrepancies between fiction and reality. The Navy SEALs’ missions and personal qualities within have been created to enhance the story and, again, may be exaggerated and not coincide with reality. The author has full respect for the members of the United States Military and the varied members of law enforcement and thanks them for their continuing service to making this country as safe and free as possible.
DEDICATION
To my fans. Thank you for taking this incredible journey with me.
TABLE OF CONTENTS
Acknowledgements
Who’s Who
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Epilogue
Fancy Meeting You Here
About the Author
Other Books by Samantha A. Cole
Connect With Me
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
Reader Cara Webb won a chance to be a character in one of my books. She requested to be a good, yet kinky character, and I hope she loves how she was written. Lady Cara is a sassy Domme, but deep down she’s got a heart of gold, even if those around her don’t get to see it.
Thank you, Natacha Rodriquez-Pierre, for helping with the Creole translations.
To my editor, Eve—I owe you so much credit for helping to make my books the best they can be for my readers. Love you!
To my PAs, Maria, Connie, and Kelly—here’s to a new and exciting relationship! I’m looking forward to the fun we’ll have together!
To my beta readers—Allena, Ame, Angi, Cathy, Charla, Debbie, Elizabeth, Felisha, Jen, Joanne, Katie, Milynn, Olivia, Rhonda, Susan, and Tawnya—you all are AWESOME! *smooches*
To the Sexy Six-Pack’s Sirens group—as always, your continued support means more to me than you’ll ever know!
To my readers—I hope you enjoy Jase and Brie’s story. It would never have been written without your love.
To Jess, Jules, Brandie, and Kelle—Your continued support and friendship are somethings I will always cherish. I love you, gals!
WHO’S WHO AND THE HISTORY OF
TRIDENT SECURITY AND THE COVENANT
***While not every character is in every book, these are the ones with the most mentions throughout the series. This guide will help keep readers straight about who’s who.
Trident Security (TS) is a private investigative and military agency, co-owned by Ian and Devon Sawyer. With governmental and civilian contracts, the company got its start when the brothers and a few of their teammates from SEAL Team Four retired to the private sector. The original six-man team is referred to as the Sexy Six-Pack, as they were dubbed by Kristen Sawyer, née Anders, or the Alpha Team. Trident had since expanded and former members of the military and law enforcement have been added to the staff. The company is located on a guarded compound, which was a former import/export company cover for a drug trafficking operation in Tampa, Florida. Three warehouses on the property were converted into large apartments, the TS offices, gym, and bunkrooms. There is also an obstacle course, a Main Street shooting gallery, a helicopter pad, and more features necessary for training and missions.
In addition to the security business, there is a fourth warehouse that now houses an elite BDSM club, co-owned by Devon, Ian, and their cousin, Mitch Sawyer, who is the manager. A lot of time and money has gone into making The Covenant the most sought after membership in the Tampa/St. Petersburg area and beyond. Members are thoroughly vetted before being granted access to the elegant club.
There are currently over fifty Doms who have been appointed Dungeon Masters (DMs), and they rotate two or three shifts each throughout the month. At least four DMs are on duty at all times at various posts in the pit, playrooms, and the new garden, with an additional one roaming around. Their job is to ensure the safety of all the submissives in the club. They step in if a sub uses their safeword and the Dom in the scene doesn’t hear or heed it, and make sure the equipment used in scenes isn’t harming the subs.
The Covenant’s security team takes care of everything else that isn’t scene-related, and provides safety for all members and are essentially the bouncers. With the recent addition of the garden, and more private, themed rooms, the owners have expanded their self-imposed limit of 350 members. The fire marshal had approved them for 500 when the warehouse-turned-kink club first opened, but the cousins had intentionally kept that number down to maintain an elite status. Now with more room, they are increasing the membership to 500, still under the new maximum occupancy of 720.
Between Trident Security and The Covenant there’s plenty of romance, suspense, and steamy encounters. Come meet the Sexy Six-Pack, their friends, family, and teammates.
THE SEXY SIX-PACK (ALPHA TEAM) AND THEIR SIGNIFICANT OTHERS
Ian “Boss-man” Sawyer: Devon and Nick’s brother; retired Navy SEAL; co-owner of Trident Security and The Covenant; husband/Dom of Angelina.
Devon “Devil Dog” Sawyer: Ian and Nick’s brother; retired Navy SEAL; co-owner of Trident Security and The Covenant; husband/Dom of Kristen; father of John Devon “JD.”
Ben “Boomer” Michaelson: retired Navy SEAL; explosives and ordnance specialist; husband/Dom of Katerina; son of Rick and Eileen.
Jake “Reverend” Donovan: retired Navy SEAL; temporarily assigned to run the West Coast team; sniper; fiancé/Dom of Nick Sawyer; brother of Mike Donovan; Whip Master at The Covenant.
Brody “Egghead” Evans: retired Navy SEAL; computer spec
ialist; fiancé/Dom of Fancy.
Marco “Polo” DeAngelis: retired Navy SEAL; communications specialist and back up helicopter pilot; husband/Dom of Harper; father to Mara.
Nick “Junior” Sawyer: Ian and Devon’s brother; current Navy SEAL; fiancé/submissive of Jake Donovan.
Kristen “Ninja-girl” Sawyer: author of romance/suspense novels; wife/submissive of Devon; mother of “JD.”
Angelina “Angie/Angel” Sawyer: graphic artist; wife/submissive of Ian.
Katerina “Kat” Michaelson: dog trainer for law enforcement and private agencies; wife/submissive of Boomer.
Millicent “Harper” DeAngelis: lawyer; wife/submissive of Marco; mother of Mara.
Francine “Fancy” Maguire: baker; fiancée/submissive of Brody.
EXTENDED FAMILY, FRIENDS, AND ASSOCIATES OF THE SEXY SIX-PACK
Mitch Sawyer: Cousin of Ian, Devon, and Nick; co-owner/manager of The Covenant, Dom to Tyler Ellis and Tori Freyja.
T. Carter: US spy and assassin; works for covert agency Deimos; Dom of Jordyn.
Jordyn Alvarez: US spy and assassin; member of covert agency Deimos; submissive of Carter.
Tyler Ellis: Stockbroker; lifestyle switch—Dom to Tori Freyja; submissive to Mitch Sawyer.
Tori Freyja: K9 trainer for veterans in need of assistance/service dogs; submissive to Mitch Sawyer and Tyler Ellis.
Parker Christiansen: owner of New Horizons Construction; husband/Dom of Shelby; adoptive father of Franco and Victor.
Shelby Christiansen: stay-at-home mom; two-time cancer survivor; wife/submissive of Parker; adoptive mother of Franco and Victor.
Curt Bannerman: retired Navy SEAL; owner of Halo Customs, a motorcycle repair and detail shop; husband of Dana; stepfather of Ryan, Taylor, Justin, and Amanda. Lives in Iowa.
Dana Prichard-Bannerman: teacher; widow of retired SEAL Eric Prichard; wife of Curt Bannerman; mother of Ryan, Taylor, Justin, and Amanda. Lives in Iowa.
Jenn “Baby-girl” Mullins: college student; goddaughter of Ian; “niece” of Devon, Brody, Jake, Boomer, and Marco; father was a Navy SEAL; parents murdered.
Mike Donovan: owner of the Irish pub, Donovan’s; brother of Jake.
Travis “Tiny” Daultry: former professional football player; head of security at The Covenant and Trident compound; occasional bodyguard for TS.
Doug “Bullseye” Henderson: retired Marine; head of the Personal Protection Division of TS.
Rick and Eileen Michaelson: Boomer’s parents; guardians of Alyssa Wagner. Rick is a retired Navy SEAL.
Charles “Chuck” and Marie Sawyer: Ian, Devon, and Nick’s parents. Charles is a self-made real estate billionaire. Marie is a plastic surgeon involved with Project Smile.
Dr. Roxanne and Kayla London: pediatrician and social worker, respectively. Domme and submissive, respectively. Mistress Roxy is a Whip Master at The Covenant.
Charlotte “Mistress China” Roth: Parole officer; Domme and Whip Master at The Covenant.
Grayson and Remington Mann: twins; owners of Black Diamond Records; Doms/fiancés of Abigail Turner; members of The Covenant.
Abigail Turner: personal assistant at Black Diamond Records; submissive/fiancée of Gray and Remi.
Chase Dixon: retired Army Ranger; owner of Blackhawk Security; associate of TS.
Reggie Helm: lawyer for TS and The Covenant; Dom/husband of Colleen McKinley.
Alyssa Wagner: teenager saved by Jake from an abusive father; lives with Rick and Eileen Michaelson.
Carl Talbot: college professor; Dom and Whip Master at The Covenant.
THE OMEGA TEAM AND THEIR SIGNIFICANT OTHERS
Cain “Shades” Foster: retired Secret Service agent.
Tristan “Duracell” McCabe: retired Army Special Forces
Logan “Cowboy” Reese: retired Marine Special Forces; former prisoner of war. Boyfriend/Dom of Dakota Swift
Valentino “Romeo” Mancini: retired Army Special Forces; former FBI Hostage Rescue Team (HRT) member.
Darius “Batman” Knight: retired Navy SEAL.
Kip “Skipper” Morrison: retired Army; former LAPD SWAT sniper.
Lindsey “Costello” Abbott: retired Marine; sniper.
Dakota Swift: Tampa PD undercover police officer; submissive girlfriend to Logan.
TRIDENT SUPPORT STAFF
Colleen McKinley Helm: office manager of TS; wife/submissive of Reggie Helm.
Tempest “Babs” Van Buren: retired Air Force helicopter pilot; TS mechanic.
Russell Adams: retired Navy; assistant TS mechanic.
Nathan Cook: former computer specialist with the National Security Agency (NSA).
MEMBERS OF LAW ENFORCEMENT
Larry Keon: Assistant Director of the FBI.
Frank Stonewall: Special Agent in Charge of the Tampa FBI.
Calvin Watts: Leader of the FBI HRT in Tampa.
Colt Parrish: Major Case Specialist, Behavioral Analysis Unit.
THE K9S OF TRIDENT
Beau: An orphaned Lab/Pit mix, rescued by Ian. Now a trained K9 who has more than earned his spot on the Alpha Team.
SPANKY: A RESCUED BULLMASTIFF WITH A HEART OF GOLD, OWNED BY PARKER AND SHELBY.
JAGGER: A RESCUED ROTTWEILER TRAINED AS AN ASSISTANCE/SERVICE ANIMAL FOR RUSSELL.
FUBAR: A BELGIAN MALINOIS WHO FAILED AGGRESSIVE GUARD DOG TRAINING. ADOPTED BY BABS.
BDSM: BRAVO, DELTA, SIERRA, AND MIKE, TWO BELGIAN MALINOISES AND TWO GERMAN SHEPHERDS, THE NEW GUARD DOGS AT THE TRIDENT COMPOUND THAT IAN NAMED USING THE MILITARY COMMUNICATION’S ALPHABET.
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HAPTER 1
W iping down the bar, Brie Hanson wasn’t as tired as she’d felt twenty minutes ago. After the last of her patrons had stumbled out into the humid nighttime air surrounding the island of Caicos, located in the British Virgin Islands, one person had strode in. His rumbling motorcycle had announced his arrival moments before she saw him. Jase Atwood was an expat from the United States who’d decided to settle on the isle Brie had lived on since she was thirteen. He’d become a regular at Daddy-O’s, the bar/restaurant she and her sister had inherited after their father had passed away two years ago.
Losing the man, who’d raised his two daughters alone after his wife had passed away when Brie was eleven, had been rough, but taking over the popular tourist and locals’ hangout had been a piece of cake for her. She’d been working there for seventeen years, since she was fourteen, and knew the business inside and out. Her younger sister, Nadine, on the other hand, found the restaurant business boring and cumbersome, and was happy to let Brie run the place. They’d never be rich off the place, though. In fact, after paying the bills, employees, and health insurance premiums, the profits from the high-season months were often banked to make sure they could get through the off-season ones that sometimes operated in the red. But Brie wouldn’t give the place up for anything. Her employees tended to work for them for years and were as close as family. How many people could say they worked in a Caribbean paradise?
As she cleaned a few glasses in the sink, Jase locked the front door and picked up some empty beer bottles that had been left on one of the pub-style tables. Brie had sent her staff home almost an hour ago after the crowd had dwindled to a few locals. Since she lived in the apartment above the bar, she was usually the last one to leave and didn’t mind it at all.
Tossing the bottles in the large garbage pail at the end of the bar, Jase didn’t say a word as he put a dollar in the jukebox and made a selection. The low bass and drums of one of her favorite songs came on. The guy who updated the music in the old, record-style machine knew to never remove the album that had “Lovin’, Touchin’, Squeezin’” by Journey on it. In fact, it had been in there ever since her father had bought the run-down place all those years ago. He’d worked hard to make it one of the most popular bars for locals on the island. The fact that tourists often found the place was just icing on the cake. Her father had preferred knowing all his customers by name but had known the temporary vacati
oners were what made the place profitable.
As Steve Perry’s incredible voice floated through the speakers, Jase sauntered toward her. He moved like a panther, his lean, muscular physique rippling with every step. His light-brown hair was just long enough to be called shaggy and, combined with his day-old whiskers and mink-colored eyes, gave him a bad-boy appearance. He stood at six foot one, half a foot taller than her, and weighed about two hundred rock-hard pounds. She knew his routine of running, swimming in the ocean, and other calisthenics were what kept him in peak condition. As a gun for hire, of sorts, he needed to be. He’d told her he made his living by taking bodyguard jobs and private investigations, after she’d been nervous the first time she’d spotted the weapon he usually kept in a holster attached to the belt at his lower back.
Brie’s hands were still in the soapy water when he stopped behind her and brought his lips to her ear. “Hands on the bar, sweetheart. Keep them there until you’re told otherwise.”
The heat in his words and the promise behind them sent shivers down her spine. It wouldn’t be the first time they’d fucked in the bar; in fact, it had become a weekly occurrence as long as he wasn’t away on business. Following his orders, she tilted her head to the side as he pushed her shoulder-length, blonde hair out of the way so he could nibble on her earlobe and lick the shell. “Yes, Sir.”
If anyone had told her a year ago she’d be with a guy who was into BDSM, she would’ve told them they were crazy. But Jase had gotten into it before they’d met and, while he wasn’t into the underground clubs where everyone was having sex freely for all to see, he did enjoy the power exchange. He liked giving her orders, and Brie had found she enjoyed following them—neither of them were into the hard-core stuff either. They’d eased into the relationship a little over three months ago, after they’d gone a few steps into the friends-with-benefits realm. They were each attracted to the other, the sex was hot, and neither of them wanted anything more than that. It was perfect.