The House of Doms Boxed Set

By Ava Snow

Past Unbound
Darius and Alia had loved each other a long time. A woman’s jealousy and greed and a father’s need to control tore them apart.
Six years after, his life is turned upside down, Darius McKade returns to his home town. There to run his business and claim the only woman he’s ever loved. He’s changed in a lot of ways. He’s learned and grown into his dominance, and he’ll use what he knows to get what he wants.
Alia Ward has finally put the past behind her—or so she thought. The instant Darius walked into her small bakery she knew she hadn’t. After a moment of weakness, she gives him her body, but will she be able to give him her heart?

Love Unbound
Slade Jamison has finally found the woman that he feels can be his perfect submissive. But will her past hinder her from submitting fully?
Tiyionna Barnes suffered at the hands of one claiming to be a Dominant. He stripped her of her self-worth and left a shell of who she once was.
Can Slade’s brand of dominance show her that the woman she once was is still there, or will Tiyionna push him away, not willing to take a chance?

Chains Unbound
Aubrey Lawson has survived a horrific crime, but he’s nobody’s victim. After a dream date that turns into hours of torture, Bre is finally freed—only he wakes up to confront another nightmare: his savior is none other than Devlin Barnes. Dev, with his baritone voice and mesmerizing eyes, is the Dom of Aubrey’s dreams and the last person he wants on his rehab watch.

Bre’s pride—and libido—are pushed to their limits when Devlin insists that he be moved to the Barnes’ house for the rest of his recovery. Dev makes no secret about his own lust for Aubrey, and soon has the gorgeous submissive in his bed, in every meaning of the word. But Devlin’s passion only solidifies Aubrey’s firmest hard limit: he won’t be a charity case to anyone, especially Devlin.

The couple’s fresh commitment is tested when Aubrey steps into danger once more to keep Devlin safe. Can Dev get to him in time? More importantly, can he break through Bre’s chains of pride and self-doubt, and show him the beautiful bondage of lasting love?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Dragon Guild Publishing
• Release date: Apr 8, 2014
• ISBN: 9781941583043

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Book One – Past Unbound

Dedication

First, I would like to thank some of the most amazing women I’ve ever known. Without them, this would not have been done. Pearl, Sophie, Shauna, Angel, and Jackie. THANK YOU!!! Without your support and pushing, I would never have written a word.

Second, I’d like to thank my family and friends. Your encouragement has kept me going.

I love you all and can’t thank you enough.

Special Acknowledgement:

To the fearless four that helped me get back on my feet; Kat, Lila, Anna, and Suzanne. ‘Thank you’ are not big enough words to show my gratitude. Dragon Ladies rule!!

Prologue

Yes, just like that. He had to consciously think about not pulling her hair, but with every suck, lap, and lick his control melted. Damn, Precious, that feels good. Harder! Take me to the back of your throat and swallow. She did as he commanded, then cupped his sac and lightly rolled it in her hands as she continued to suck and lave his cock. When she hummed around his dick, it made his hips buck faster.

He had to get his control back. Her mouth was not where he planned to cum, even as his hips bucked harder against her, driving more of his wide, long length deeper with every thrust. The shocking heat of her wet mouth and that tongue that twitched along his most sensitive flesh sent tendrils of hot, fierce lust shooting up his spine and into his brain. She was so fucking sexy. With her long, silky hair bunched in his fist, he watched her lips stretch tightly around him. His dick appeared wet and glossy from her ministrations before disappearing into her mouth once more. She tugged and squeezed his sac—the delicious pain only enhancing the pleasure.

Enough! Pulling on her hair, he pulled her off his cock. Helping her to her feet, he gripped her face in his hands and kissed her until they both needed air. He guided her backward until the back of her knees hit the edge of the big four poster bed. On the bed, Lia, hook your hands under your knees and pull them up and wide. His eyes grew darker and more focused as he stood at the edge of the bed and watched her spread herself in front of him, offering him everything.

Take me, Dare! Fuck me! Her voice filled with lust was music to his ears.

Fuck you, Precious? Is that what you want? Dare took his dick in hand and guided it to her drenched pussy, slamming home on the first stroke. The force of his thrust rocked the bed. Her cunt was a tight, burning glove that fisted his cock in glorious perfection.

He would never get tired of being inside her. It was like being home. There was nothing better. Dare pressed upon Lia, slid his hands to where she held her legs wide and bent back for him, bringing her legs straight against his chest so that her feet locked neatly around his neck. Hands on the headboard, Lia. Don’t let go. Dare’s thrusts grew harder and deeper, hitting her cervix with every push of his thick shaft, stretching and filling her completely.

Yes! Oh God yes! Dare, don’t stop!

Hush Precious, I know. Dare watched her eyes gloss over as he continued his deep, hard thrusts. He knew he couldn’t keep her on the edge much longer, but he couldn’t get enough. I love fucking you, feeling your pussy melt around my cock. Alia squeezed him harder with every word he spoke. He knew she was close, but he wasn’t ready for her to come yet. Slowing his thrusts, he loved the frustrated whimpers that left her lips. Not yet, Lia. Beg me. Beg for the release you need.

Her eyes flew open, and she glared at him, letting him know they would have to work more on her training. He almost pulled out of her, let just the head of his cock sit at her entrance, teasing her with short, shallow strokes, driving them both crazy. Give me what I want, Precious, and I’ll give you what you need. Her sexy little mewls were driving him mad. Dare pushed just beyond her entrance and pulled out. Sweat dripping down his back, he concentrated completely on the feel of her body surrounding his, concentrating on every response she gave.

DARE!!! Oh God, please! I need…Sir, please may I come!!!

He could feel the burn start from his neck, travel down his spine. Warmth spread across his balls as the flesh pulled up taut, ready to explode. The sweet sound of her surrender pushed him over the edge. Come for me, Precious! Come NOW!

Lia screamed his name as she came. He followed her over with a long, low growl, his cum filling her to overflowing. Their bodies were slick with sweat and their breathing harsh. Dare released her legs, easing them down to the bed before falling over her, taking her mouth in a heated kiss.

Dare broke the kiss and whispered against her lips. I love you, Precious. The sated smile she gave him went right to his heart. He held her awhile longer before rising and going into the bathroom. Cleaning himself, he then wet a cloth with warm water and returned to the bed. Stopping at the foot of the bed, he took in her body with the moon shining on it through the open curtain. The hint of sweat on her caramel skin made it glow. She was so beautiful inside and out, and she was all his. Climbing onto the bed, her soft, sated moan filled his ears as he cleaned the folds of her sex. After dropping the cloth on the small nightstand beside the bed, Dare lay next to Alia, taking her hand in his. He looked down at their entwined fingers and once again noted their differences—his, large and white, hers, small and brown.

You know our skin tones don’t define who we are, Dare. Her drowsy, sated voice reached his ears.

Yes, babe, I know. I wasn’t even thinking that. I was thinking about how small your hand is compared to mine. He couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled out when she snatched her hand away and swatted his chest. Pulling her closer, he fell into a content sleep with the best thing he’d ever had wrapped in his arms.

Chapter One

Summer of 2006

Darius McKade stood in the enormous library of his father’s home, looking between his parents as if they had lost their minds. He had always loved this room, with its cherry wood book cases built into the walls filled with books that he had read many times over. Now, he just stood there not believing what he was hearing. He was twenty-four years old, and they still wanted to run his life.

You can’t be serious! Dare looked at his father who had the same dark hair and gray eyes as his own. Davis McKade crossed his arms over his massive chest and glared. Darius had once admired the man before him…now, he despised him.

His rage only grew as his father continued to speak. Quite serious. You slept with Tracy and got her pregnant. Now, you’ll do the right thing by her.

He should have known his drunken stupidity would come back to bite him in the ass. Do you know how many people raise children without being married? he asked.

His father narrowed his eyes, and all but spat his next words. You’re a McKade, Darius. McKades raise their children as a family. I will not have a bastard for a grandchild.

Darius returned his father’s words with just as much venom in his voice. And you will not force me into a marriage I do not want. Staring at his father with equal determination to win, he would not continue to let his father rule over him. Dare knew exactly what this was about, and he wasn’t going to let it happen. His parents didn’t approve of the woman he loved because she didn’t come from wealth—she wasn’t some waif-thin debutant. She was one of the most beautiful black women he had ever seen—on the inside and out. And he didn’t care what they thought. They could go to hell as far as he was concerned. Lia would be his wife. He wanted and needed no one else.

He turned to his mother sitting on the leather lounge chair, only to see the sad resolve on her face. He knew she would be no help, so he looked back at his father. The man had a smirk on his face and a handful of papers in his grip.

What have you done? Dare asked as a sense of dread filled his body.

These are ten new construction contracts that Alia’s father bid on. He did not win but came in second. I can make sure that he is awarded them. Landing these contracts would set his dying business on the right track. It will be up to you if he gets them or not.

Dare stared incredulously, not believing what he had just heard. In that instant, he knew his father would do anything to get Alia out of his life. She would never be good enough for him in his parent’s eyes. Running his hands through his hair, he let out a foul curse. He now knew that one way or another, he was going to break Alia’s heart. She loved and worshipped her father above all else. She was daddy’s little girl. Charles Ward was a good man and worked hard building the construction business he owned. Charles didn’t deserve this from his father.

His father spoke when he kept quiet. You will go to that young lady and break things off. You will marry Tracy as soon as possible, and you will uphold this family’s name.

Dare looked at his father with nothing but disdain and hatred. I will do this only after Mr. Ward has the contracts. Once this farce of a wedding is over, neither of you will ever see me again.

His mother’s deep intake of breath at his statement caught his attention for a moment before Dare turned back to his father. He loved his mother and knew she loved him, but she would side with his father on this. For that, he would never forgive her. There will be an agreement drawn up. It will be clear that Tracy gets nothing in a case of divorce. The agreement will provide for the care of the child, no matter what happens between me and Tracy. There will be a paternity test done when the child is born, and if it is not mine, the divorce will be swift, and Mr. Ward will keep the contracts.

He watched his father narrow his gaze and nodded. I will have the papers drawn up.

Dare shot back a dark glare and shook his head. No. I’ll have my own lawyer draw them up. Darius glanced at his mother and watched the small tear roll down her face. In that moment, he realized his father was evil and would do everything he could to keep him and Alia apart. His father was worth millions—it was inherited money, not earned, and he used that wealth to rule his family with an iron fist. Dare’s mother would do and say anything his father wanted her to in order to be kept in the lifestyle she was accustomed to—but, he couldn’t find it in his heart to hate her. Turning back to his father to see the glare in his eyes that he knew matched his own, he turned and stormed out of the study. His hopes and dreams slammed shut as hard as the study door.

*****

Two Days Later

After putting in Darius’ favorite beer, Lia slammed the fridge door shut. She was still fuming after her confrontation in the store with that bitch Tracy. She really wanted to strangle that tart within an inch of her life. Tracy just didn’t get the picture. Darius didn’t want to have anything to do with her. But her parting shot still weighed on Lia’s mind.

She had just put the last of the food on the table when the doorbell rang. She knew it was Dare before she opened it. Why didn’t you use… Her words died a quick death when she saw the haunted look in his gray eyes. His short, dark hair that was usually perfectly coifed was all over his head, and those beautiful gray eyes of his were so red-rimmed it looked as though he hadn’t slept in days. Dare? What’s wrong? What happened?

Dare walked right past her and into the living room. His angular jaw was clenched in pain and grief, almost as if he’d lost his best friend. Closing the door and walking in behind him, Lia went to take his hands, only to have him pull away from her. Caught off guard by his obvious resistance, she put her hands on her thick hips. What the hell, Darius? What’s wrong with you?

She watched him take a deep breath before he spoke and ripped her heart out. I can’t do this anymore. It was good while it lasted, but we aren’t going anywhere.

Lia cocked her head and stared at him, not believing what he’d just said. She couldn’t have heard him right. With the build of a linebacker, Darius was much taller than her five feet, four inches, forcing her to strain her neck to look up at his six-foot-three-inch frame, into the eyes she loved so much, as if he’d completely lost his mind. Darius, this isn’t funny. She turned to head into the dining room when he caught her arm.

Unfortunately, I’m not joking. There are things you don’t understand, and I can’t explain them now. I’ll be leaving town in a couple weeks. You’re strong and beautiful. You will be just fine without me.

Stunned, Lia turned to face him. He really wasn’t joking. He really was leaving her. Turning his back on all they had, all they’d meant to each other. All of a sudden, Tracy’s last words came flooding back to her mind. He’ll be mine soon.

Tell me one thing, Darius. Does this have anything to do with Tracy? The look on his face told her all she needed to know. Get out and don’t ever come back. The calmness of her own voice startled her.

You don’t understand this now, Lia, but I hope someday you’ll forgive me.

She didn’t want to hear another word. I SAID, GET. THE. FUCK. OUT. NOW! She held her chin up, refusing to let him see how much he was destroying her very soul.

Darius put the keys in his hand on the table, walked to the door, and stopped. I’m so sorry, Precious. I never wanted to hurt you.

You are only sorry you got caught. She watched him walk out and quietly close the door behind him. Lia didn’t realize she’d thrown the glass in her hand until it hit the door, smashing into a million pieces. Her stomach cramped, her knees gave out, and she hit the floor. Not remembering much of anything else after that, she woke up in the hospital, her father holding her hand and talking softly. She had a hole in her heart and a pain in her belly. Pulling her hand away, she turned her back on her father, clutched her stomach and cried at the injustice of it all.

Chapter Two

Present Day

Alia Ward sat at the bar at Tradewinds, her favorite night club with her two best friends as the music pumped and people moved around them. The dance floor was packed with single people, young and old, as well as couples moving to the beat. The variety of people and music made this one of her favorite places to hang out. Sheila and Jamie were her lifelines. The first few years after Darius left her had been pure hell, and if it hadn’t been for them and her sister Pam, she would have fallen into a hole big enough to swallow her up. Lia downed her tequila shot, almost wishing she hadn’t. Damn near choking on it, she turned when Sheila spoke.

Lia, did you go to the new BDSM club right outside of town?

Well, that was Sheila. The woman didn’t have a filter to speak of. She was beautiful with her long, dark hair and petite figure, but the woman just didn’t know how to censor her mouth. After a few seconds, Alia recovered, then nodded. "Well, now