Cover Reveal : KNOTS: Club Imperial 4 by Katherine Rhodes
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Author of erotica, light BDSM erotica and paranormal erotica. Expert in the profundities of bad movies and awful literature. Armed with her Bachelors of English, Literature she has set her mind to writing erotic romances which are kinky, dirty, and fun. A lackadaisical laundry goddess, Katherine resides in Philadelphia with her husband, three cats and a betta named Fishtian Grey.
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KNOTS: Club Imperial 4
Coming August 17th
Kinbaku-bi --'the beauty of tight binding'.
Dusty Rose is well versed in the beauty of kinbaku. Trained in Japan a rope artist, there is nothing more she enjoys than the feel of the silk rope running through her fingers as she binds her willing partners in the intricate patterns of her art. Dusty loses herself there, pretending her real life as Cece Robbe doesn’t exist.
Dr. Killian McInnis has had a rough year, after saving his friend Nathaniel's life. He doggedly tried to avoid his problems by going back to the life he thought he could live without: being a Dom. It seems to be the only way to escape the social darling his family expects him to marry.
As desperate as their families are to keep Cece and Killian apart, they only succeed in driving them together. Unrequited desire hangs in the air between them, and they cling to each other desperately trying to find a way out together…
…sometimes, the knots we tie are our own.
Kinbaku is a Japanese style of bondage which involves tying up the bottom using simple yet visually intricate patterns. The aesthetic arrangement of ropes and knots on the model’s body emphasizes characteristics like sensuality, vulnerability--and strength.
*Part 1 of 2*
**CONTENT WARNING: This story contains adult language, sexual situations.
It is intended for adult audience 18+ ONLY**
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Killian held up the phone. “I think I've been compromised.” He took a deep breath. “I think the house might be compromised.”
Darien's eyes flared--and at one time, that would have scared the shit out of Killian. Now, he faced Darien as an equal. “What do you mean.” There was no question. He demanded an explanation.
“I'll go in order of how this happened. Starting with Diane texting me a picture of her breasts.”
Darian leaned against the desk. “And you've told her not to do that.”
“Repeatedly, of course,” Killian confirmed. “And then I realized that her name in my phone had changed. She had been in the phone to change her label to Diane-pookie.”
“Ah,” he said. “HIPAA.”
Killian paced a little in front of the couch. “I don't know how long it's been there. as I desperately try to not communicate with her. She must’ve swiped the phone at some point in the past few days. But, I had no idea she was handling my phone. It could have been as long as six months. She may be swiping it whenever we're in the same room. I never realized she was doing this. If she installed a tracker or a keylogger...”
“We come to the heart of the matter.” Darien was cool and collected. “You're afraid she's gotten your messages or tracked you here.”
“Yes.” Killian held out the phone. “That's why this is off.”
Darien walked over to the bar, and tapped his finger on the counter for a moment. Killian watched him carefully. He could read the other Dom like the back of his hand now. Darien picked up a decanter and two glasses, pulling a set of whiskey stones out of the freezer. He placed three each in a pair of tumblers and poured the Macallan 27-year over the stones until there was just barely an inch in the glasses and handed one to him.
“Leeann,” Darien called.
A petite woman scurried in, head bowed, hands clasped behind her back. “Yes, Sir?”
“Fetch Pamela, vite vite.”
She scurried off. Darien took a sip of his drink and looked at Killian. “You need to rid yourself of that woman, Killian. She is a demon.”
“She is who my mother wants me to marry,” Killian answered.
“And since when the fuck have you ever listened to that rotting whore?” Darien demanded.
Killian wilted, his strength seeping out of him. “Never.”
“Listen to me, Doctor McInnis.” Darien swirled the golden liquid in his glass. “Your father is dead. Your sister nearly beat you into a coma to make you realize you were throwing away your life. You came back here to regain a sense of balance and control. You have that now. Again.” He sipped the whiskey carefully. “And you're going to let a money grubbing twatwaffle like Diane take that all away from you?”
Killian shook his head. “Her father is the head of surgery. What choice do I have?”
Darien put his glass down and stepped up to him, putting a hand on either cheek, framing his face. “That is pathetic and lame. You are far, far more man than stooping down to the level of those money driven, good for nothing shits. Especially that thing who wants to call you son.”
Darien pulled him in and kissed him hard. Killian gave into it immediately, relishing the different feel of a man's lips, a man's tongue against his. He wrapped his hand around Darien's neck and pulled him in close, tasting him and feasting on his lips.
It had been nearly ten years since a man had Dom'ed him. While he was far more interested in women, he didn't object to this. He had long ago realized he was hetroflexible, and this kiss, the deep penetrating kiss that Darien had imposed on him, was liberating and a hard reminder that he was much more than just someone who could or should be subjugated by the will of others.
Darien released his face, but snaked a hand around him, and pulled him closer. Killian could feel the man's arousal pressing against him, but after another moment of the deliciousness of his tongue, Darien pulled back. “You were always one of my favorites, Killian,” he whispered against his lips. “You needed to be reminded who you are now.”
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