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  Devious Resolutions

  A Dark MM Anthology

  Jennifer Bene

  Zoe Blake

  Stevie J Cole

  A. A. Davies

  Ker Dukey

  Ashleigh Giannoccaro

  Jason Hes

  Emery Leeann

  LP Lovell

  Yolanda Olson

  Dani René

  K Webster

  Copyright © 2019 by Jennifer Bene, Zoe Blake, Stevie J Cole, A. A. Davies, Ker Dukey, Ashleigh Giannoccaro, Jason Hes, Emery Leeann, LP Lovell, Yolanda Olson, Dani René, K Webster

  Cover Design & Formatting: Raven Designs

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  or portions thereof in any form whatsoever.

  The following story contains mature themes, strong language, and sexual situations. It is intended for adult readers.

  No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your enjoyment only, then please purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

  This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

  The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of various products referenced in the work of fiction, which have been used without permission. The publication/use of these trademarks is not authorized, associated with, or sponsored by the trademark owner.

  Contents

  Good Boy

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  About Jennifer

  Also by Jennifer Bene

  Books Released As Cassandra Faye

  Champagne Dreams

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Epilogue

  About Zoe Blake

  Find Zoe Online

  Also By Zoe Blake

  At Midnite

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Muse

  MUSE

  Blurb

  Books by Ker Dukey

  Merry Christmas

  Holiday Spirit

  Countdown

  New Year, New Muse

  Muse

  Something in the Air

  January

  February/March/April

  May/June/July

  August/September/October

  November

  December

  Epilogue

  Acknowledgments

  About Ker Dukey

  Hung

  One

  Two

  Three

  Four

  Five

  Six

  Seven

  Eight

  About Ashleigh Giannoccaro

  Also By Ashleigh Giannoccaro

  Chew Toy

  Sir

  Sir

  Sir

  Domino

  Domino

  Domino

  Domino

  Domino

  Domino

  Sir

  Sir

  Domino

  Domino

  Aberrant Desires

  Prologue

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Epilogue

  About Emery LeeAnn

  Find Emery Online

  Also by Emery Leeann

  The Sinner

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Bait

  Prologue

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Epilogue

  About Yolanda Olson

  Also by Yolanda Olson

  Bang, Bang

  Prologue

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Also by Dani René

  Stalk Links

  About the Author

  GLAM

  Blurb

  Glam

  Rage

  Glam

  Rage

  Glam

  Rage

  Glam

  Good Boy

  Jennifer Bene

  Text copyright © 2019 Jennifer Bene

  All Rights Reserved

  No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means including information storage and retrieval systems, without permission in writing from the author. The only exception is by a reviewer, who may quote short excerpts in a review.

  This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

  ISBN (e-book): 978-1-946722-55-3

  Dedication

  For Blake, so that you finally have a story from me you can enjoy. Thank you for the twenty-two, and counting, years of friendship and support. I ‘lobe’ you forever.

  1

  “You look delicious,” Levi says as he comes up behind me.

  “Oh, yeah?” I smile at him in the mirror, and he returns it with a wicked grin, tugging me against his front by my hips.

  “Absolutely,” he purrs, running his hands up my sides before squeezing at my hips again. I’m still naked from the shower, but he’s already in a suit and tie, looking perfect as always — which means this isn’t going to be a morning quickie no matter how much I want him to bend me over the bathroom counter and fuck me until I’m crying.

  That visual tempts me, and I’m about to suggest we both just be late for work when he leans in close, breathing over my neck.

  “Today is special,” he whispers right against my ear, and the growl in his voice has my cock responding. “Do you know why?”

  “I think I do.” My voice shudders because I can barely focus as he runs his hand down my stomach to take my dick in his grip, stroking in one long, slow motion.

  “Well, I’ve got plans for us this evening. Big plans.” Levi is teasing me with every slow pump of his fist, and even though I know it’s not going to lead anywhere right now, I can’t help leaning back into him. He always makes me feel wanted, sexy, and even now there are times I can’t believe we’re together, that he chose me, because he’s… a god. Gorgeous, tall, f
it, and he didn’t shave today, which I know he did just for me. It makes his jaw a dark line that I want to turn and trail my tongue over, but he speaks before I can. “You don’t get to ask questions today. You just obey, understand?”

  “Yes, sir,” I breathe, fighting the urge to thrust into his hand. Then he rolls his thumb over the head of my cock and I groan, biting down on my lip as his fingers tighten on my hip.

  God, I love him.

  Hell, I love everything about him. The way he makes faces when he watches television, how he’s fit, but not hard muscle, the little trail of hair on his stomach, the perfect fucking way his green eyes look at me just before he makes it hurt — and when I open my eyes he has that glint in his gaze right now. A sharpness that I know should scare me… but it never has.

  “I put out your chest harness and my favorite jockstrap on the bed. I want you to wear them under your clothes to work today.” Levi kisses my neck, nipping my skin with his teeth as his hand slips down to squeeze my balls gently. “After work you’re going to the gym, and you’re not allowed to shower. I want you exactly as you are when I pick you up for dinner.”

  My lips part to ask what else he has planned, but the words stick on the tip of my tongue as he meets my eyes in the mirror again. No questions.

  “Are you going to be a good boy for me?” he asks, grinning as he strokes me one more time, base to tip and back again.

  “Yes, sir.” It’s the only answer. When he’s like this I know my place, and if he weren’t already dressed I’d be on my knees begging to suck his cock before he goes to work. He likes it when I beg, and I love his dominance even when he denies me — and Levi loves my submission just as much. It’s why we work.

  “That’s a good boy.” He yanks my head back by my hair, claiming my mouth in a rough kiss as pinpricks of pain skitter across my scalp. My dick throbs as he squeezes, edging me, and all I can do is grip the countertop and groan as our tongues meet. He tastes like mint and sin and everything I shouldn’t crave but do.

  When he finally lets me go, I’m breathless, panting, and I have to turn to keep my eyes on him as he backs toward the doorway.

  “I’ll see you later, baby.” Levi winks. “And, remember, I love you.”

  “I love you, too,” I manage to say before he disappears into our bedroom, and I groan to myself. Staring down at the erection I can’t do a damn thing about, I try to remember where the fuck I was in my morning routine so I can finish it.

  When I finally make it into the bedroom, I see the leather harness on the dark comforter, and just below it is my jockstrap. His favorite. Trailing my fingers over the leather, I try to imagine making it through meetings today while I’m wearing it. Feeling the texture of it on my skin as I try to act normal.

  I’ll have to wear a jacket all day.

  The thought of it being our secret makes me smile and I quickly put it on, making sure it fits snug to my skin. Everything about it makes me feel owned. Possessed. His. My hand slides down to grip my cock, but I don’t have the balls to even stroke myself once. His rules are always in play, and I definitely don’t have permission today.

  As I get dressed for work, I think over his surprise and butterflies zing through my stomach with anticipation because Levi can be incredibly creative… yet there’s more to it than that. I absolutely feel the thrill of anticipation, but what has my balls tingling is the small shiver of fear that rolls down my spine like an ice cube. I’m not afraid of Levi, not really, but Levi is dangerous. He’s the kind of man that people unconsciously step out of the way for in a crowd, and that’s exactly what pulled me to him. The underlying threat that I felt before he even looked at me for the first time. Not that it would have mattered, because there’s a magnetism in his gaze, in the way he walks, in every syllable of every word he says. The first time he spoke to me… I was already his. Lost to the power of him, and I’ve never wanted to leave. Never wanted to run from the darkness that lurks beneath his polished exterior.

  I think that’s why he loves me. I know it’s why I’m still here, still with him, because if I wasn’t drawn to him like a moth to a flame then he’d have been rid of me long before now.

  My phone dings and I scoop it up as I grab my keys. It’s a message from him, and I can’t help the stupid grin that spreads across my face as I read it: Be my good boy today so I can give you your surprise.

  The heart emoji at the end is just for me and I feel like I’m walking on air as I tap out my reply: Yes, sir.

  2

  Levi is still toying with his only glass of wine as I finish my second, and he smiles at me like a wolf. Predatory, and all I feel in response is an urge to beg him to let me taste him in the car. A little road head on the way home to my surprise.

  “Enjoy dinner?” he asks, even though I haven’t eaten much at all.

  “Yeah, it was delicious,” I answer with a smile, and he leans forward on the table, the candle in the center making shadows dance across his face.

  “Ready for your surprise?” That glint is back in his eyes, and I feel my heart racing. “Because I really can’t wait to give it to you.”

  It’s the purr in his voice that makes me shift in my seat. So many promises in so few words, and I want them all. I want whatever it is he has planned.

  “Yes, sir,” I whisper, keeping my voice down so that the tables near us can’t hear me, and he tilts his head a bit.

  “What?”

  “Yes, sir,” I say a little louder, feeling the burn in my cheeks, and he grins before he glances at his watch.

  “Good, because we need to leave now.” Now? Why? His choice of words makes questions race through my head and a thrill run straight to my dick, but he isn’t looking at me. He’s filling out the check for the restaurant, bent over with his hair brushing his forehead.

  No questions.

  His command from this morning echoes in my head and I bite my lip as I study him. Everything about him is always so put-together, so ordered, and although I can read him relatively well, he’s not giving me any clues to his ‘surprise.’

  A minute later we’re walking out, and I catch the heads turning as he slips his arm around my waist. Whether they’re assholes irritated by the public display of affection between two men, or if they’re checking one — or both — of us out, I don’t care. I never care when I’m with him. We’ve been together two years now, well, almost two years, and I feel more safe next to Levi than I ever have with anyone else.

  Once we’re outside, I take a deep breath, slipping my arm around his back as we walk out to the car. He parked in the back, near the dumpsters, and although the parking lot is pretty full I didn’t understand why he chose this spot. Not until he stops me a few feet away from the car with a stern, “Open your mouth.”

  I glance around on instinct, wondering if he wants me on my knees right here, but he catches my chin in his hand and forces me to look only at him.

  “Do you trust me?” he asks, and for once I see something else in his cool, green eyes. A softness, something questioning, almost worried, and all I want to do is comfort him. Instead, I just nod as much as his hold allows.

  “Of course I do, Levi. Sir,” I correct myself, and he smiles just before he kisses me hard, hand on the back of my neck to hold me exactly where he wants me. Our tongues clash, and I melt against him, wanting more, but he pulls back too fast, staring down into my eyes.

  “Then be a good boy and show me.”

  Opening my mouth wide, I hear him groan, a sound that goes straight to my dick, and he runs his thumb across my lower lip before he turns back to the car, leaving me standing there in the dim light. I don’t close my mouth though, I wait, obedient, and a moment later he returns with a ball gag and that wicked grin I love so much.

  “Today is a special day,” he reminds me as he pushes the gag between my teeth, reaching back to thread the strap through to secure it. Then, with a flourish, he tugs a blindfold out of his back pocket, and I feel my eyes go wide. “It’s yo
ur day, baby.”

  The words are comforting, and the thing is I do trust Levi. I love him and I trust him completely, which is why I stand still for him as he wraps the blindfold around my eyes.