I made a deal with the devil. A devil named Derek Drake. He makes my husband watch as he uses me to satisfy his carnal desires. I love it, and that terrifies me. Because this bargain only works if they are willing to share me. I don’t know what I’ll do when they decide they’ve had enough of our deal. I’m not sure I can choose between them.
Brian loves watching me pleasure his wife in ways he never could. But the beast inside me is tired of sharing my Goddess. I am the one who ignited the dark fire within her. I am the one she answers to. Alexandra is mine. I don’t see much use for the cuck anymore.
Bull’s Eye is a steamy, kinky MMF romance about a cuckold relationship gone awry. When the line between lust and love blurs, when the two men sharing her both lay their claim, Lexie will have to make the choice of her life: Derek or Brian. WARNING: this story is not for the faint of heart. It is a twisted tale of self-discovery about finding light in the darkest corners of the heart. It has hard BDSM and an open marriage where the boundaries are pushed to the breaking point. Read at your own risk.
Derek eyed me up, that gaze making my blood warm. He tugged me into his chest, his hands resting on my shoulders.
“If you want to turn back, Alexandra,” he said, “now is the time. Because once we walk into Club Midnight, you are mine.”
“I’m nervous,” I admitted. “What if I’m the only one dressed like this?”
“You won’t be,” Derek promised. “Besides, everyone will see your collar and know you’re claimed. No one will touch you.”
I smiled. It was nice, feeling owned and claimed by Derek. It made me feel safe. Gave me courage. And I knew how much he wanted this. His face was limned with carnal, wild lust. It was the kind of look that made my heart quicken. I was always in for a good time when he gave me that look. A good, devious, delicious time.
“Yes, Sir,” I said, unbuttoning my jacket.
I turned so Derek could pull it down my arms.
“Good girl,” he murmured in my ear as he tugged on the sleeves.
He handed my jacket to the attendant. When he returned, those gray eyes were on fire. He gave me a once over, then stalked towards me, a predator with his prey in sight.
“You look divine, Alexandra.”
My face warmed, but I glowed under the compliment. Derek wore his usual tight black shirt and jeans, but I was his kinky little Princess. Anyone who looked at me would know it.
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Evelyn lives in Brooklyn, and some might be so bold as to call her a *gasp* hipster. When she’s not busy ordering a craft beer or drinking kombucha, she works part-time at a wellness center. No matter what she’s doing, her mind lives full-time in smutland, always thinking of new ways to torture those hunky Alpha males and the ladies they love to play with. Her spirit animal is a bear and she watches way too many puppy videos on Instagram. Her husband is just the best. She loves him lots and is very lucky he puts up with her.
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