In His Service: His #2 (A Billionaire Domination Serial)

By Erika Masten

From Bestselling Erotica Author Erika Masten
The Second Title In A New 8-Part Erotic Romance Serial

In His Service: His #2 (A Billionaire Domination Serial)

Luxury resort owner Adrian Knight asks the impossible of Chloe Bloom when he proposes that she remain on his private Brazilian island of Ilha de Flor not as a guest but as his mistress and submissive. He has no way of knowing he’s asking her to give up her law career and her life back in the States to relive the dark pleasures that she believes contributed to the disintegration of her relationship with her lover, playboy heir Penn Ellison.

But Adrian knows more than he’s letting on, more than Chloe herself. Drawing the alluring but shy brunette into his service is as much about competitive instinct and settling debts with the Ellison heir as it is about the attraction he feels for the woman who resists truly surrendering to him.

Chloe’s training begins...

And the defenses the submissive and her raffish Dom have built around themselves crack as Chloe and Adrian start to understand one another despite their best efforts.

Length: 14,300 words

Bonus Material: Includes excerpts from erotica shorts Taken: Dominated #1 and Broken: Bitter Creek Doms #2 by Erika Masten.

Warning: Explicit sexual content, including elements of light domination. Intended for mature readers only. All characters depicted in this story are 18 years or older, and all sexual activities are of a consensual nature.

His (A Billionaire Domination Serial)
At His Whim: His #1
In His Service: His #2

• Language: English
• Publisher: Erika Masten
• Release date: Sep 27, 2012
• ISBN: 9781301358687

Erika Masten

I'm the girl next door with an unexpected wicked streak (and an addiction to sexy high heels). I love turning forbidden desires and secret fantasies into erotic tales with literary flare and a dirty mouth. Let me tell you a naughty story...

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IN HIS SERVICE: HIS #2

(A BILLIONAIRE DOMINATION SERIAL)

by

Erika Masten

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This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to actual persons or events are purely coincidental.

Warning: Explicit content. Intended for mature readers only. All characters depicted herein are 18 years or older, and all sexual activities are of a consensual nature.

This is a work of erotic fantasy. In real life, please protect yourself and your lover by always practicing safe sex.

TABLE OF CONTENTS

In His Service: His #2

Excerpt From

Taken: Dominated #1

Excerpt From

Broken: Bitter Creek Doms #2

IN HIS SERVICE: HIS #2

Do it, Chloe, he’d said. Simple enough. Leave my clothes scattered on the luminous yellow sand of the beach—where I had just spent the night with bound wrists, taken hard and thoroughly by a decadently wealthy and unbearably handsome man—and follow the path before me up through the trees to Adrian Knight’s private villa.

But it wasn’t really that simple. It wasn’t just clothing. It wasn’t just a bare earthen path or a house promising a pleasantly cool haven from the pervasive Brazilian sun.

Leave my defenses and my life and my identity at Knight’s feet and march myself like a willing sacrifice into his world, into his service as his possession and for his pleasure. That was what he was actually saying. It was no small request, and he should have known it as well as I did, even if he had no idea of the particulars of the life he was suggesting I could cast off as easily as I might put off a lunch date with a casual acquaintance.

The man lingering behind me, the sense of his nearness and his warmth so pronounced in the cooler air of early morning, wasn’t even that. Hardly an acquaintance and certainly not casual. Within twenty-four hours of meeting Knight, of finding myself mesmerized by the silvery sheen of his light brown eyes, of fighting back the urge to run my hands through the silky ruffles of his dark brown hair, of reacting with unexpected and even distressing physical need to the overly familiar brushes of his hands along my arms and his heated breath against my cheek, I had given myself to him sexually not once but twice. Despite my broken heart and freshly wounded ego from Penn Ellison’s all-too-public unfaithfulness to me, I hadn’t just had sex with Adrian but submitted to him.

I had let him slide his long, tanned fingers into my embarrassingly wet core in the semi-public sauna of his five-star resort, where either clientele or staff might have caught us, while he muttered dirty things into my ear. While he teasingly praised me for taking direction so well and made me confess I wanted him. I had let him push me face-first against the wall and hold my arms pinned behind my back while he worked his thick member into me with blissfully agonizing force. I had let him spend himself in my mouth. And then…I’d come back for more, ending up here on the beach with him last night.

Now Knight was the one who wanted more, proposing I forget the last week of the South American cruise that had brought me to the resort on his private island of Ilha de Flor and remain here as his mistress and submissive. Mistress not in the sense of cheating with him on a wife but of being his dirty little secret, a woman he supported materially and owned completely. For how long he didn’t say. As long as I amused him, I supposed.

He didn’t know staying with him would have meant abandoning a demanding but well-paid career as a successful environmental lawyer back on the East Coast. He didn’t ask what my friends or family would think. I doubted he would have cared. Adrian Knight was old money; I saw that clearly now. From a family just like Penn’s, probably. Wealth and power ran