Behind the Mask

By Kameron Claire

What happens when your online penpal offers to make all your kinky fantasies come true under the anonymity of masquerade balls and Carnivale?

 

After conversing online for almost a year, Giovanni offers to tutor the crippling shy Daniella through every kinky desire she has, and what better time or place than a masquerade ball during Carnivale of Venice? Shielded by a mask and transported to a country where no one knows her and she barely speaks the language, she's emboldened to submit to his gentle command and live out her darkest fantasies.

 

But what armor will she use to protect her heart?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Snuggle Whore Press, LLC
• Release date: Mar 1, 2022
• ISBN: 9798215207147

Kameron Claire

USA Today Bestselling Author Kameron Claire loves building worlds where heroes and heroines push, pull, and fight their way to the love and happiness they deserve. She writes full length and short, steamy romance with an emphasis on strong female characters—often in male-dominated roles—and the alpha men who know how to love and support kick-ass, take-charge women.  While she may not need him to save her, she wants him to love, support, and most of all, RAVISH her. ** Get up to date information and freebies as a newsletter subscriber: www.kameronclaire.com/newsletter ** Reach out and chat with her anytime on Facebook at www.facebook.com/kameronclaireauthor

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Behind the Mask

BEHIND THE MASK

WORLD’S BIGGEST PARTY

KAMERON CLAIRE

SNUGGLE WHORE PRESS, LLC

Copyright © 2022 by Kameron Claire

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Contains explicit love scenes and adult language. The suggested reading audience is 18 years or older.

Covers by Y’all. That Graphic.

CONTENTS

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Epilogue

Also by Kameron Claire

Exclusives and Sneak Peeks

About the Author

Songstress by DaVixen

Sing to me the songs of heaven and hell,

of darkness and light,

of pain and pleasure.

No matter the tune,

I will dance to its rhythm,

I will absorb your words.

Feeling as though I'm about to burst,

I lay you down under a blanket of night,

and breathe through your parted lips

the energy you've gifted me.

Climbing high, climax after climax,

we'll ride waves of verbal vibrations,

our essences once again exchanged.

For this is how we live,

this is how we thrive,

and this is how we share our love.

PROLOGUE

GIOVANNI

I’ve been reading this woman’s erotic poetry for over an hour, and everything about her intrigues me. Her thoughts, her curiosities, her kinks, her needs, and her untapped desires. From her profile, I suspect she’s curvy, with long, dark hair and golden skin. Of course, this is only true if the pictures on her profile are the woman writing the words that have captivated my mind. She’s shy for a person on KinkLife, the few pictures she’s posted obscuring her face—her body covered more than most of the bikini-clad women on an Adriatic beach.

And yet, I’m enchanted by her.

I’ve spent an hour reading your poems and stories. They are very good. You have a way with erotic text that is both titillating and elegant. I’ll be following you to be notified when you post more. Thank you for sharing your words. I send her the message, never expecting her to reply. Women don’t message with strangers on these sites. At least not the ones that aren’t running a paid live cam site. Not that I can blame them. Most of the men on these sites are dirtbags, running a numbers game where they throw out the same line over and over until a real person responds, only to send a dick pic or ask to talk off the site.

I’m not here to get laid, but I am here to be stimulated, and DaVixen’s poems and stories are working—if my raging hard on is any kind of testament to her skillful prose.

Thank you. Which one do you like best? To my surprise, she responds.

I lean back in my chair. That’s hard to say—each one invokes a unique feeling.

Are you saying they turn you on in different ways?

Straight to the point. I like her. You’ve given me visions of what you like, who you are, what you want—and I want to know more.

You want to get to know me? And then, maybe we’ll get on a video chat and you’ll beg me to take off my clothes?

Oh, I don’t beg.

It’s obvious the creeps on KinkLife have hit her and she assumes I’m just another one. Maybe I am. But I’m also a patient and nurturing Dominant who has a feeling about this little wannabe submissive. No video chat for me today. It’s daytime here, and I can’t have a naked woman on my computer screen in the middle of the workday. It sends the wrong message.

To whom, I have no idea, considering I’m in my rooftop flat alone, like I am most days. Being the owner of a tech company and designer of two social and gaming platforms grant you the ability to work from the comfort of your own home. I have a CEO and a president who deals with the day-to-day bullshit.

Where are you? she types back.

Venice.

Italy?

I chuckle. Sometimes inflection and tone are lost in online messaging, but sometimes they are not. "Sì, Bellissima. Parli Italiano?"

No. Not really. How are you online if it is the middle of the morning? Don’t you have to work?

I’m the boss. I make the rules. And you? What are you doing online so close to your bedtime?

I was posting another story.

"Ah, another story. Buono. Where do you get your inspiration?"

Books… and my imagination.

And personal experience?

Honestly?

"Sempre, I smile to myself and type out. This means always. I want you