“Howdy all – now don’t I just sound like a hick?” I look around the room. “Well, I’m not – I swear! I may come from Iowa, but I’d like to think I’m not too provincial.”
“No you’re just a pain in the ass.” Livvy quipped as she set down the huge basket of chocolate truffles.
I arch my brow at her. “Really? I thought that was the other way around?”
“Nope.” A frown marred her muse’s face. “You’re my author.” The edge in my normally delightful muse’s voice had me sighing. You see, our stop yesterday at the Wicked Muse Tavern hadn’t gone the best and I’d in essence threatened to replace my Livvy. Since then she’d been alternating between ass-kissing and demanding my attention.
“Well, your author is in this mess because of you.” I sighed. “If you hadn’t stolen all of Venus’s toys…”
“We wouldn’t have this hunky man and wonderful scavenger hunt.” She pulled Wyk into the room. Of course, Wyk rolled his eyes at her antics. After a few days of being in her company, the hero of Wyk’s Surrender was starting to get a bead on my lovely muse.
“If you hadn’t taken the toys, I’d be wallowing in pleasure right now, Muse.”
Livvy giggled. “Are you sure? From my understanding you’re dodging Venus right now because you have a hell of punishment coming. Something about taking off with me…”
He shook his head. “Which never would’ve happened if you hadn’t swiped Mistress’s toy bag. Now these lovely ladies should have one of the toys, so why don’t you be a good muse and go get it, while Dakota explains the rules of the giveaway.” He crossed his arms over his chest and gave her a stern look.
Expecting her to laugh it off, I was surprised when she muttered a ‘fine’ and stomped away. “Wow. Okay what did you do to my muse, Wyk?”
He gave me a mysterious smile. “Wouldn’t you like to know? Maybe I’ll tell you later – after we finish this stop.”
“Fine.” Characters can be just as bitchy as my muse at times. “This is the scoop. See that cool graphic below? Well, that’s the toy that Livvy gave to Lucy and Lily. Enter it into the rafflecopter below to be entered to win a pretty cool prize package: a flogger, a pair of pleather cuffs, a sleep-mask similar to the one Venus gave to Wyk, and an e-copy of Wyk’s Surrender.”
“Don’t forget to mention that those who collect all eight toys will be entered for a chance to win a $10 gift card from Amazon.” Wyk reminded me.”
I rolled my eyes. “I think you just did, Wyk. Anyhow I’ll be announcing the winners on Wyk’s Wrap-up Party on Facebook on October 2nd between 7 and 9 pm CST. (Which is really late for you folks in the UK – sorry about that. But you don’t have to be present to win.) Okay, I think that’s everything.”
“The quote?” Livvy reappeared. “Lucy and Lily are waiting for that part of the ransom. Told them about the truffles when I got this.” She held up a plastic sack – containing the stolen toy hopefully.
“Opps.” I pulled the folded piece of paper and laid it next to the basket. “There you go, ladies. Thanks for having us.”
“That all depends upon you, slave. If you’re good, there will be plenty of pleasure…for both of us.” ~Venus
She wants to mark him and make him hers…
Mistress “V” lusts after her boss. She wants him at her mercy, begging for her touch, but he only knows her as his very capable assistant Venus. When an off-hand comment dashes her hopes, the sexy domme turns to Madame Eve at 1Night Stand for help…
He isn’t sure he can handle the dark pleasure she promises…
Living up to his father’s expectations has driven Wyk Havas to the edge. His curvaceous assistant Venus wants to push him past those limits, and he’s damn near attracted enough to try. But Venus’s preference for men to submit to her threw him for a loop. Can a date from 1Night Stand show him if he’s able to submit to a woman?
Can Wyk truly surrender to Mistress V’s pleasure or were they doomed from the start?