Book Name: Damian’s Discipline (Collars & Cuffs #5)
Author Name: K.C. Wells & Parker Williams
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: Paul Richmond
Categories: M/M Romance, BDSM, Romance, Contemporary
The man who pimped Jeff may be in prison, but Jeff is still living the nightmare, selling himself to men and relying on pills to manage. Then he meets Scott, a young American man who could easily have been where Jeff is now. Scott’s friends extend a helping hand to Jeff, and he grabs it.
Leo and Thomas bring Jeff to stay with Dom Damian Barnett until they can find him someplace more long-term. Still grieving from losing his sub to cancer two years before, Damian agrees to help. But when he glimpses the extent of the damage, Damian wants to do more than offer his guestroom. Jeff is not a submissive, but Damian can see he desperately needs structure in his life. It’s up to Damian to find an answer.
He never expects that what he discovers will change both their lives.
You can buy it at Dreamspinner Press
Meet the Authors:
Born and raised in the north-west of England, K.C.Wells always loved writing. Words were important. Full stop. However, when childhood gave way to adulthood, the writing ceased, as life got in the way.
K.C. discovered erotic fiction in 2009, where the purchase of a ménage storyline led to the startling discovery that reading about men in love was damn hot. In 2012, arriving at a really low point in life led to the desperate need to do something creative. An even bigger discovery waited in the wings – writing about men in love was even hotter…
K.C. now writes full-time and is loving every minute of her new career.
The laptop still has no idea of what hit it… it only knows that it wants a rest, please. And it now has to get used to the idea that where K.C goes, it goes.
You can stalk—oops-follow K.C at
on Facebook (http://www.facebook.com/KCWellsWorld),
or through comments at the K.C.Wells website (www.kcwellsworld.com ) K.C. loves to hear from readers
Parker Williams began to write as a teen, but never showed his work to anyone. As he grew older, he drifted away from writing, but his love of the written word moved him to reading. A chance encounter with an author changed the course of his life as she encouraged him to never give up on a dream. With the help of some amazing friends, he rediscovered the joy of writing, thanks to a community of writers who have become his family.
Parker firmly believes in love, but is also of the opinion that anything worth having requires work and sacrifice (plus a little hurt and angst, too). The course of love is never a smooth one, and Happily Ever After always has a price tag.
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More Damien’s Discipline
I LOVED it when it was evening and all was quiet and peaceful. No traffic noise intruded into the house, and in the lounge, the only sound was the slow ticking of the clock on the mantelpiece. Give me a mechanical clock any day. Not that I had anything against more modern timepieces, but there was something soothing about the sound. The clock had been my grandmother’s, and I took loving care of it, making sure it was oiled and wound. Right then my evening was perfect: the tick of the clock, a glass of Cabernet on the table next to me, and a worn, hardcover Sherlock Holmes novel in my hands. I’d lost count of how many times I’d read The Hound of the Baskervilles, but re-reading a favorite book was a warm, comforting experience. The wine created a warm glow inside me. I took another sip.
And then my phone rang.
The temptation to ignore its clamoring call was huge. I was happy, comfortable, and anyone ringing me at home during the evening had to want something. All my friends knew my routines, especially since Oliver….
I closed my eyes. I could almost hear that edge of amusement in his voice. “You going to answer that, Sir?” And yes, I could see the gleam in his eye as he awaited my reaction, tense in nervous anticipation. Brat loved pushing my buttons. With a sigh, I picked up the call.
“Damian? It’s Leo. We need your help.”
I placed the wine on the table. “What can I do for you?” My interest was piqued immediately. It had been quite a while since the co-owner of my BDSM club had called me at home.
“Sorry to disturb you, but you were the first person I could think of. We have a boy. He’s nineteen, and he needs help.”
Who is the guy in the photos?”
Damian sat down on the couch and became very still. I sat beside him. “That would be Oliver.” There was a faraway look in his eyes. I waited. “Oliver came into my life unexpectedly. I’d gone to a club in London, one that was very different from Collars & Cuffs, the BDSM club Leo and Thomas own. Oliver was a server there. He had to dress in these little leather shorts and suspenders.” A thoughtful expression crossed Damian’s face. “He wasn’t the cutest boy there, but his smile was something to behold. I stayed in London for a week, and I visited the club every night hoping to see him. On my last night there, he served me dinner, and as I left, he asked if he could come home with me. I brought him back here, and he never left.”
Damian blinked. I saw the unshed tears moistening his eyes.
“He’d been with me for six months as my sub when he got the diagnosis of cancer. It had already metastasized, and there was nothing they could do. I kept him as comfortable as I could until the end. Eventually he got too sick, and I had to take him to the hospital. He died one evening not much past his twenty-first birthday.”
The tears rolled down Damian’s cheeks, dropping to his shirt. I moved closer to him, unsure how I should behave. He gave me a weak smile. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me tight against him. I leaned against him, craning my neck to look up at him.
“I miss him,” he said softly. “Every day of my life, I miss him so much.”
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