I’m so excited to say that book two in the Undone Lovers series Undone Dom is now available. Undone Dom tells the story of Lulu and Alton, both characters who made brief appearances in the first book, Undone Rebel.
Alton is possibly one of my favorite heroes, because he was never intended to be a hero. He was written as the too-scary, mean “bad guy” Dom for Undone Rebel. In this book he meets Lulu, with very specific expectations. He wants to train her as a sex slave, which is his specialty. He does not expect to fall for her, or to be so out of his depth when he does. Though Alton is training Lulu in the ways of BDSM, she’s the one who brings this ultimate Dom to his knees.
Alton is the ultimate Master. An expert Dom, he believes BDSM is a lifestyle and trains women to serve in every way. He recognizes Lulu’s submissive nature but his instant attraction is unexpected and unnerving. He vows to take and train her.
Lulu has been curious about BDSM since her friend met and fell in love with a Dom. When Alton comes looking for her, Lulu indulges her greatest fantasy. In Alton’s BDSM training rooms she’s bound, disciplined and above all pleasured, experiences wilder than even her fantasies. But when she goes home at night, she dreams of Alton, not the whips.
Alton’s whole life has been turned upside down. A Master must live by his rules, but with Lulu he’s breaking every one. The Dom who swore that romance had no place in BDSM has to take a crash course in wooing if he’s going to keep the sub who’s got him in knots.
She’d been waiting for him to come back. She was curious. She was intrigued by the sexual world Addie blushingly described. She wanted to know why Alton had said he’d come back for her.
Lulu rose from behind the counter, smoothing her skirt. “Please accept my apologies. The store closed at nine tonight.”
“Of course.” He’d taken a seat in one of the wing-backed chairs they had in the center of the store in a small seating area meant to remind buyers of their living room. On a low table in the center of the chairs were artistically messy stacks of books and CDs—all for sale.
He sat with a straight back, knees spread, forearms resting on the arms of the chair. “I’m going to ask you a question,” he said.
“All right.” Lulu took a seat in the chair across from him, crossing her legs at the ankle and tucking them under one side of the chair. He raised a brow at her response, and she realized he hadn’t actually asked if he could ask her a question, he’d told he her was going to.
“What you said implied that you were,” he leaned forward, bracing his elbows on his spread knees, “waiting for me to come back.”
Lulu took a breath. “I was.” A smile cracked the stone mask of his face.
Until that moment she wouldn’t have said he was handsome. His face was too severe, his features heavy and dark, his whole bearing almost military. But that smile highlighted his chiseled lips, made lines at the corners of his eyes crinkle, and he had a dimple.
“Well, hey there, good looking,” Lulu blurted out, an answering smile on her face. The smile disappeared. He frowned. “Has no one ever told you how sexy your smile is? You should really smile more.”
He tipped his head to the side and examined her. “If you were any other woman I’d think you were being flippant or sarcastic, or trying to get a punishment, but you seem…genuine.”
Lulu’s breath caught at the mention of punishment. “I’m being honest. You have a really nice smile. You must not smile much if I’m the first girl to tell you that.”
“Women do not dare to make comments about my appearance.”
His words thudded down between them as if a block of stone had dropped. Lulu swallowed, pressing her hand to her stomach again.
“You mean because you’re a…Dom.”
His gaze was so intense that Lulu looked away, focusing instead on the hollow of his throat revealed by the unfastened buttons at the top of his shirt.
“Your employee told you what I am, what she is?”
“Addie, my friend, told me about the modeling job, about how she was supposed to model with all three of you but she never did with you. Lane stopped her.”
“Lane claimed her for his own. Once he did that it was his choice.”
Lulu’s hackles rose at his comment. “No, it was Addie’s.”
“No. Once she became Lane’s submissive she turned over control of her sexual life to him.”
Lulu felt her mouth drop open slightly. “But, but that’s…” She couldn’t decide between barbaric, horrific or sexy.
When she didn’t finish Alton said “Domination.”