Free What He Craves by Tawny Taylor

ABOUT THE BOOK
     
    Domineering billionaire Shane Trant has Bristol Deatrich
right where he wants her--back in his life and back in his bed. But Bristol is still reluctant to completely trust him. Their new relationship has been rocky
from the start, and she’s still very new to the world of erotic domination and
submission. She’s afraid a little rope burn is nothing compared to the pain she
may suffer at his hands. This powerful thing between them will either make her better,
stronger, or destroy her.
     
    And now, making matters worse, outside forces are trying to
pull them apart...
     
    (Please note: this is part three of the My Alpha Billionaire
series. The series is best enjoyed if read in order)
     
    LENGTH: 15,000 words Novella
     
    BONUS CONTENT: Read an excerpt of Tawny’s recent release, AT
HIS MERCY, and the sequel to Darkest Fire, DARKEST DESIRE, available now.
     
    SAMPLE
     
    The rest of the drive was pure agony. We’d had such a nice
conversation in the car, I was feeling closer to Shane than I’d ever felt. He
was opening up to me, letting me see glimpses of the man he really was—the one
some people, like Alexis, might never see. I felt like I was the luckiest woman
alive.
    When the car rolled to a stop outside of his house, he gave
me a wicked I’m-going-to-eat-you-up look and every cell in my body ignited. Oh
yes, this was going to be a night to remember.
    Shane started things off by saying, “I have something very
special planned for you tonight.”
    “I can’t wait.”
    In, we went. In the front door, down the hallway, to the
room he’d shown me on our first date. That night I’d called it his torture
room. But after a brief introduction to the pleasures that room promised, I’d
re-named the room the pleasure palace, even though I was fully aware of the
fact that there would be times when I was punished instead of pleasured. It was
all part of the game. And, as I was beginning to understand, the anticipation
of a punishment was almost as thrilling as the anticipation of pleasure. The
punishment added a level of danger to my experiences. As it turned out, I kind
of liked that.
    “This way.” As I’d come to expect, Shane placed a hand on
the small of my back. With a little pressure right or left, he steered me
around the bulky bondage furniture toward the big X-like structure at the very
back of the room. My gaze followed the line of the wooden beams, up to each
corner then down to the ground. At the ends were big silver loops. And there
were leather cuffs chained to them. I pretty much knew what those cuffs were
for.
    My wrists and ankles.
    “Undress.” His voice had taken on that sharp edge that made
my tissues heat up. I just loved it when Shane shifted from sweet and open man
to demanding dom. It was so freaking sexy.
    Feeling a smile pull at my lips, I turned my back to him.
“Would you please unzip me?”
    He pulled the zipper down, but to my disappointment, he
didn’t touch me.
    He’s building anticipation.
    Despite the fact that he hadn’t touched me, outside of that
one hand on my back, my skin tingled everywhere. I turned around, facing him,
and let my dress slide off my shoulders.
    I swear flames flashed in his dark eyes.
    The beaded silk garment shimmied down my body, catching on
my hips. I gave it a little push and down it fell, forming a puddle of
expensive silk on the floor. Wearing my crotch-less panties and a lace bra, I
stepped out of the dress and bent over to pick it up.
    “No, I didn’t tell you to move.”
    Fighting a grin, I straightened back up. I still had a lot
to learn about this domination and submission stuff. We’d had some other issues
to work out the last few weeks and had spent very little time here. I felt a
little out of my element, unsure.
    “I’m sorry,” I said.
    Shane circled me, stopping to pick up my dress. He draped it
over a nearby bondage chair thing then continued his three sixty around me. He
moved slowly, deliberately. As he prowled