Flawed by Felicity Brandon Dark Necessities Prequel – Book One #DarkRomance #Paranormal #BDSM #Thriller

 

For some stories, there is no happy ending

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Predator and prey—trapped together in one final, beautiful dance—but only one of them could get out alive.

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Blurb:

One powerful serial killer. One visceral connection.
One deadly secret that should have stayed buried.

Men like Ethan Reilly should never fall in love. Dark, enigmatic and dangerous, Ethan is the perfect predator until he meets Lily Simpson, a woman passionate enough to placate him and strong enough to surrender to him. 

For a while Lily’s love is enough. 

But the darkness inside Ethan is too powerful to contain, and soon it spills into their burgeoning love affair. As he wrestles with his demons, Ethan must come to terms with who he really is, but if he does, what happens to Lily? Can any love be strong enough to survive a past as terrible as Ethan’s? And what kind of future can they forge from the ashes of his awful admission?

Read Flawed, a Dark Necessities prequel, and discover the making of not one, but two monsters.

It was going to be the pleasure. It was always going to be the pleasure—that was the curse of Ethan. He was impossible to deny—an irresistible force that she just could not resist.

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Excerpt

Lily was in position now, Ethan’s cock level with her face as she contemplated how to begin.

Releasing his shaft, Ethan relaxed back into the chair, though she could sense the full weight

of his stare on her as she inched toward him. She began at the base, running her tongue all the

way up the underside of his shaft until reaching the end. His cock throbbed with what seemed

like impatience, but if there was any doubt about how her effort had been received, the long,

satisfied sigh from Ethan’s lips reassured her.

“Yes,” he enthused. “Do that again, Lily, and this time take me in your mouth when you reach

the end.”

Lily whispered her agreement as she shifted back into her original place, extending her tongue

to lap at the smooth flesh of his penis. Slowly, she dragged it right along Ethan’s length again

before doing as he suggested, and taking the head between her lips. He groaned in response,

his hips thrusting his cock further into her mouth. A sense of panic filled her. He was so big!

If he truly tried to fill her throat, then Lily knew she wouldn’t be able to breathe, and that

thought terrified her. Acting on instinct, she drew away, trying to be free of his insistent shaft,

but the hand in her hair shifted, applying just enough pressure to keep her in place.

“Relax!” he rasped, sliding himself back into her mouth again. “Breathe through your nose,

Lily. I’m not going to hurt you.”

His words seemed to steady her enough not to fight the lunging erection in her mouth, but

Lily was still on edge as he pumped the thing in and out of her. On the one hand, the whole

act seemed so preposterous. Lily had never even heard of such a thing, and she’d had no idea

Ethan would want to try it, but on the other hand, she knew he was right. She could take in air

through her nose. She would be okay, and as he plunged his cock even deeper, Lily became

aware of something else—she might even be starting to enjoy it. It wasn’t the act itself that

aroused her, or, at least she didn’t think it was. More likely, it was the sense of subjugation she

felt as she knelt between his legs, aware of the large palm at the back of her head, holding her

in place. He was using her for his pleasure—just like he’d done when he’d ordered her to

strip, and something about that dynamic made Lily hornier than she’d ever been before.

But that didn’t make sense. None of it did. This was 1969. Women didn’t get their kicks by

demeaning themselves for men. Even ones as gorgeous as Ethan. So, what the hell was wrong

with her? Why were her nipples beading into tight knots at the realization, and why did her

core ache with need?

“Fuck,” he grunted. “That is so good, beautiful. Your mouth is amazing. I’m going to come

inside you.”

What? Her eyes fluttered open, even though Lily hadn’t been aware that they’d closed. He

was going to come inside her, but wait—what did that mean? Reflexively, she tried to rise

from his cock, but the hand at the back of her head was insistent.

“Stay,” he told her firmly. “Stay right there.”

That low sense of panic filled her up again. She remembered how it had felt when Ethan had

come before, and Lily wasn’t sure she wanted that to happen now, inside her mouth. Her

hands pressed into the leather either side of his legs, and she fought against the pressure of his

hand for all she worth, but she wasn’t quite strong enough, and each new thrust of his eager

cock seemingly made the thing even larger in her mouth.

“Ethan!” she tried to cry out, but of course, that was an impossible feat with a mouthful of

Ethan’s giant cock lodged firmly down her throat.

“Breathe,” he called out from somewhere high above. “And take it for me, beautiful.”

In that moment, time seemed to stop. Lily wanted out. She didn’t want to pleasure him this

way anymore, yet it seemed she had no choice. The hand that had once goaded her passion

now acted as an autocrat, keeping her where Ethan wanted her, while he found his pleasure.

Lily was consumed by the act. All she could see was Ethan’s flesh, all she could smell was his

masculine scent and all she could hear was the sounds of his cock pounding into her mouth.

He’d said he didn’t want to overwhelm her before, but he’d failed. Lily was completely

fucking overwhelmed. 

One powerful thrust was all the warning she got before a shot of fluid filled her mouth.

Ethan’s hand relaxed at that moment, finally enabling Lily to retreat, but it was too late. Her

mouth was full of whatever Ethan had just filled it with, the liquid spilling out as she gasped

for breath. Falling forward, she caught herself to brace on her hands and knees in shock. Lily

watched, wide-eyed, as more of the stuff pumped from his cock.

“Swallow it down.”

The sound of his voice made Lily meet his gaze for the first time since she’d first lapped at his

cock, and she found a hard, blue stare glaring back at her.

“I mean it, Lily,” he said in what almost sounded like a growl. “Swallow my cum like a good girl, and then get back up here. I want you to clean up the rest.”

Lily blinked at him in disbelief. Her mouth was still full of the salty fluid he’d deposited

there, but for the life of her she couldn’t wrap her head around the instruction. Why the hell

did he want her to swallow it, when every instinct she had told her to spit it out?

Slowly, his powerful torso leaned toward the place she knelt, and he pierced her with only one

word. “Now.”