Dominion is the sixth book in The Master Chronicles. We had three basic desires when we began plotting this one. First, I love stories about haunted buildings, and I wanted our own twist on the haunted house. Second, everybody loves dangerous Gideon, and what could be more dangerous than a vampire who doesn't remember his ties to humanity? Third, we needed to set up the final arc in the series. Honestly, this basic premise had been kicking around for a very long time. I think it was one of the first bunnies we came up with for this series, honestly.
Arson forces Gideon Keel and his human lovers, Jesse Madding and Emma Coolidge, to find a new home after all their possessions are destroyed. Jesse and Emma are drawn to a decaying mansion that once served as a boarding school, but has long since sat abandoned. With its winding halls and haphazard wings, its private chapel, and its two-story library, the house is too fascinating to refuse.
But something sinister lurks in those winding halls. Something violent and dark. Something that locks the house, steals Gideon’s memories, possesses Emma’s body, and threatens Jesse’s life on the evening of their housewarming party. As the night progresses and the body count increases, Jesse must find a way to stop Gideon from killing their friends. Even harder, Jesse must convince the vampire who doesn’t remember him, or the love the three of them share, to fight for their lives.
Genres: Gay / Ménage (M/M/F) / Bisexuality (M/M) / Dark Fantasy / Vampire / BDSM / Series
Heat Level: 3
And now here's an excerpt!
“The cage,” she whispered. “Please.”
Jesse’s pulse jumped. Gideon could almost feel it. “You’re going to put me in the cage? What are you going to do with me there?”
Emma pushed him back. The lust rolling through the room made the hair stand up on Gideon’s arms.
“Anything I want.”
Jesse didn’t fight as she guided him backward to the cages Gideon had placed in the opposite corner. There were two, tall and narrow with just enough room for a single person to stand inside. Jesse’s had a heated plate floor, while Emma’s had shackles both dangling from the ceiling and at neck and waist levels. She didn’t like the pain as much as Jesse, but when it came to being bound, she was just as eager.
Emma didn’t give Jesse the chance to undress first, a fact that brought a small smile to Gideon’s lips. Given the option, Jesse would shed his clothes every time. Jesse obediently stepped into the cage, but he didn’t let Emma go immediately. With a hand on the back of her head, he pulled her into a long kiss. One that sent the
temperature of the room up another ten degrees.
The sound of the cage door slamming shut echoed off the concrete walls, and Jesse watched Emma with heavy eyes as she stepped backward, completely out of reach. With a playful smile, she toyed with the button at the top of her blouse.
“I guess anything you want includes teasing me?”
Her fingers danced along the buttons, the flimsy fabric falling open to reveal the full swells of her breasts. Gideon’s gaze fixed on the tight points of her nipples, visible through her bra, and ran his tongue along the edge of his teeth as he contemplated how they felt in his mouth. He’d had a thing for her tits since the first night he’d seen her; time had only taught him just how delectable they could be.
“Isn’t this what you meant?” Emma let the shirt float to the floor behind her, her gaze unwavering where she fixed on Jesse. “If it’s not, I could probably go see if Gideon wants to play instead. I’m sure he’d appreciate it.”
Jesse grinned. “I don’t know if Gideon would let you torment him the way I let you torment me.” That must not have been the answer she wanted to hear, because she turned away from the cage. Jesse put his hands through the bar. “That wasn’t a challenge. I love the way you tease me.”
Emma’s hair fell across her cheek as she glanced back at Jesse. “You don’t think this is torture for me, too?” Her hands skimmed along the sides of her breasts, cupping the soft flesh. When she squeezed, a slight moan came from her parted lips, a moan that echoed through Gideon’s body. “I touch myself, and I imagine it’s you and Gideon. And it makes me feel like I’m going to jump out of my own skin wishing it was.”
Jesse didn’t pull his hand back, even though Emma was still out of his reach. That, coupled with the way he talked back, would have garnered a punishment from Gideon, but Emma seemed content to let him reach for her. She ran her fingertips over her nipples until the thin material of her bra pulled tight across her pebbled flesh.
“So why not come closer?” Jesse suggested.
“Because you’re not the only one enjoying the show.” Her head swiveled back, and though Gideon was concealed by shadows, their eyes locked. “Aren’t you going to come in and play, too, Gideon?”
With a half-smile, he took the step necessary to walk into the doorway, stopping to lean against the jamb. Thrusting his hands into his pockets drew both sets of eyes to the thick outline of his cock, but Gideon did nothing but stand there.
“Something tells me that’s exactly what you want. Since when am I that cooperative?”
Jesse put both hands down at his side. “Please come in and play, too.”
“Nah. I think I’m good right here for now.” He nodded to Emma. “Carry on. I think you were in the middle of torturing Jesse. Something about not letting him touch? Personally, I think that’s an excellent idea.”
Her hands went to her waist, slowly popping the button on her jeans. Without looking away from Gideon, she unzipped and slid her fingers inside the denim to push it slowly over the swell of her bottom.
He nodded again.
“So who touches me?” Her voice was rough with desire, and she bent over to push the
jeans down the rest of the way, proudly displaying the creamy skin of her half-bare ass to Jesse’s view.
Emma froze, her hands on her ankles. Jesse’s pulse accelerated a few more beats.
Gideon smiled. “I think I like this position. What about you, boy? Does it work for you?”
Jesse dragged his gaze from Emma’s figure to meet Gideon’s eyes. Emma remained still, her bra holding the globes of her breasts together, creating the perfect line for Gideon’s tongue to follow.
“Yes, Sir.” Jesse’s thick words were more gratifying than his prompt answer.
“Even if I didn’t let you fuck her? Or let her touch you?”
Slowly, Gideon pushed off the wall to saunter into the room. His lazy strides ate up the distance, and he circled around Emma, feeling their eyes follow his every step.
“Can you smell her?” He ran his hand over her ass. The heat was already scorching. “I can. She’s soaking wet.”
Even if Jesse couldn’t smell her, Gideon had no doubt he could feel the strong wave of desire coming from her. Given the connection between his two human lovers, he had no doubt that Jesse felt it with much more intensity. He heard the cage rattle a bit behind him. He glanced over his shoulder to see Jesse pressed against the bars, but he still had his hands down at his side.
Drawing a single fingertip up her spine, Gideon traced over each bump, along each valley, until he came to a halt at the clasp of her bra. A quick flick, and the lacy material fell down Emma’s arms.
“Oh, God,” she gasped. When she let go of one of her ankles to toss the bra away, Gideon snapped his foot over the fabric, trapping it to the floor.
“Did I say you could let go, slut?”
Her sharp intake of breath was echoed in Jesse’s. Slowly, Emma released the strap tangled in her fingers and curled her hand back around ankle.
Gideon circled to the front of Emma’s body. Her long hair hung over her face and shoulders in a soft curtain. He brushed his fingers over the strands to test the silken texture. When he glanced up, Jesse’s attention was still riveted to her body, and his pants were stretched tight across his erection. Gideon lifted the corner of his mouth as his hand went to his fly, and he very deliberately freed the top button. The zipper was loud in the nearly silent room—loud enough to be heard over Jesse’s and Emma’s quickened breaths—and Jesse’s eyes widened as Gideon freed his cock.
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