A heart unchained, p.1
A Heart Unchained, page 1
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A Heart Unchained:
Brie’s Submission Book 23
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Description
“Fighting for Love”
Hot nights in Russia, and an extended visit to Italy warms Brie’s heart when Nonna holds their son for the first time.
In solidarity, her friends band together to help one of their own as a new father fights to hold on.
But Brie is about to stumble on a tragic secret involving Sir’s family…
Can a shattered heart ever truly heal? Can the passionate love between a Dom and his treasured submissive mend a broken heart?
Even when the battle seems hopeless, love is worth any sacrifice.
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CONTENTS
Cover
Title Page
Copyright Page
Dedication
Description
Coming Next
About the Author
Newsletter
Join My Friends of Red Phoenix Group
Morning Surprises
Mary Quite Contrary
Disturbance
Syurpriz!
Russian Love
Nadia
Slice of Heaven
Confronting the Past
Masterpiece
Freaky Flower
Soul Check
To Nonna with Love
Famiglia Ties
A Simple Request
His Answer
Whispers in the Dark
Deeper Still
Unexpected Blessing
Verity
The Mask
Priceless
Kaylee
Secrets Kept
Checkmate
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Morning Surprises
Brie woke up to the sound of a crow cawing just outside the bedroom window.
As she listened to the crow’s impassioned cries, she wondered if it was rejoicing with her over her victory against Greg Holloway the night before, or if its call was meant as a warning. Although crows were considered bad omens by some, Brie knew the birds were highly intelligent creatures, and she had great respect for them.
Glancing at Sir, Brie couldn’t help but smile. He looked so handsome sleeping beside her, a peaceful expression on his face. While she lay there admiring him, he opened his eyes.
“Good morning, babygirl.”
The sound of his voice was like a warm blanket to her soul. She grinned, leaning in to kiss him. “It is a very good morning, Sir.”
“Still flying high after last night’s triumph?”
Brie sighed in contentment. “I still can’t believe it’s real…” She lay back against the pillow and grinned up at the ceiling. “My documentary is going to be produced by the best talent in Hollywood. After being shunned for so long, I can’t quite wrap my head around it!”
“People should never underestimate you…” he growled as he claimed her lips. He then left a slow trail of kisses down her throat as he began caressing her breasts.
“Oh, Sir,” Brie purred, closing her eyes as she gave in to the sensual shivers his touch inspired. After last night’s reenactment of their first scene together, Brie’s body was quick to respond to his attention.
“Up for a morning session before the children wake, téa?” he asked, raising an eyebrow seductively before he encased her nipple with his lips.
She felt the welcome ache in her loins as he began sucking on it and moaned, “If it pleases you, Master…”
His hand immediately slipped under the covers. Brie gushed with wetness as his talented fingers began teasing her clit.
To her surprise, he pulled away and got up. Walking to her side of the bed, he ripped off the covers and picked her up, carrying her over to the tantra chair in the corner. Laying her on it, he ordered her to spread her legs while he quickly rid himself of his boxers.
Kneeling beside her, he resumed his attention on her nipples as he lovingly caressed her pussy.
“Morning sex is the best,” she murmured.
“The perfect way to start a new day,” he agreed, his voice gruff as he pressed his finger into her wet pussy.
Brie arched her back, loving his intimate penetration as he started stroking her G-spot with his finger.
“Already wet and ready for me,” he growled huskily.
She let out a purr of satisfaction. “Yes…”
Increasing the rhythm and pressure of his finger, Sir kissed her breasts before refocusing his attention on her lips.
Having her nipples sucked while he stimulated her G-spot was incredibly arousing. Moaning into his mouth, she felt the fluttering of an impending orgasm. “I’m close,” she confessed.
“I know…” he murmured huskily. “I want you to come.”
With permission given, Brie threw her head back and let the building tension take over as Sir explored her mouth with his tongue. He knew her body well and quickly took Brie to the edge, but knowing he wanted the orgasm to be intense, she held off from giving in fully to her climax.
Instead, she closed her eyes and concentrated on the pleasure his fingers and lips were bringing. When she felt she could take no more, she cried out and embraced the climax. Brie’s whole body shuddered as it consumed her, erasing all other thoughts.
“That’s it, babygirl,” Sir praised, kissing her deeply until the orgasm subsided. He left her for a moment and returned with the Magic Wand. Plugging it in, he handed her the tool before straddling the tantra chair. His hard cock stood at the perfect height for her to kiss.
Grasping his shaft, she placed a tender kiss on the head before taking it into her mouth. The sound of his low groan turned her on.
“Play with yourself as you suck me,” he commanded.
Brie switched on the powerful vibrator and dutifully pressed it against her clit. The intensity of the vibration caused her to let out a muffled moan as she continued to suck her Master’s cock.
She was rewarded with the taste of his precome, letting her know he was as turned on as she was. Brie eagerly sucked his rigid shaft while the vibrator had its way with her clit. She experienced a unique synergy caused by the intense stimulation of the wand while sucking his cock. It seemed the one enhanced the other, making the slow build of her next orgasm deliciously pleasurable.
Sir pressed his shaft deeper down her throat, matching the rhythm of the sensual pulses the wand was creating. The dual sensation was something Brie couldn’t get enough of. It didn’t take long before her hips lifted of their own accord, and she was rocked by an orgasm that stole her breath away.
She quickly turned off the vibrator and closed her eyes for a moment, riding the orgasm to completion while she continued sucking his cock. When Sir pulled away, she smiled, looking up at him demurely.
His eyes flashed with ravenous desire. “I want to fuck that pussy.”
“Please, Master,” she begged.
“From behind,” he ordered, holding out his hand to her. Brie took his hand and stood up, trembling with anticipation as she settled on the higher end of the tantra chair, waiting for him to claim her.
Wrapping one hand around her waist, Sir guided his cock with the other, pressing it into her opening. Having just orgasmed powerfully, her pussy was tight but incredibly wet.
“Yes!” she cried when he thrust his shaft deep into her.
Normally, Sir delayed his own climax, but this morning he gave in to his need, taking her hard and fast. She loved his deep thrusts and had to cover her mouth to muffle her cries, not wanting to wake the children, when she came once again.
Pulling out, Sir slapped her soundly on the ass, enjoying the gush of her watery come. Slipping his cock back inside her, he growled possessively as he ramped up his thrusts again.
Brie whimpered in pure pleasure, loving the force of his strokes. When he stopped for a moment, her inner muscles squeezed his cock tightly and she came a third time.
“Hungry for your Master, are you?” he chuckled.
She turned her head and grinned at him lustfully. “Always.”
“Then let me fill you,” he said in a low, sensual voice.
This time, Sir thrust even deeper as he prepared to come. Brie heard his masculine groan as he climaxed inside her, and she stilled her body so she could feel it.
Brie was surprised when she experienced a delayed orgasm afterwards, when he wrapped his arms around her with his cock still deep inside.
Sir nuzzled her neck. “I love feeling you come.”
That’s when she heard the hungry cries of the baby coming from the nursery. Brie instantly felt an ache in her breasts in response to the sound. “Couldn’t have timed that any better,” she panted.
“I aim to please,” h e replied huskily, smacking her on the ass one last time before standing up to throw on his sweatpants. “I’ll get Anthony while you freshen up.”
She smiled, touched by his thoughtfulness. “Thank you, Sir.”
He winked at her. “The perfect way to start our day.”
Still flying on the high of their sexual tryst, Brie glanced at her reflection in the mirror and smiled to herself. Last night had been a huge victory for her career. One she and Mary had fought hard for…
Her heart skipped a beat the moment she thought about Mary. The girl was her rival when she first enrolled in The Submissive Training Center, but now Mary was one of her most loyal friends.
Sadly, because of the way last night played out, Mary felt betrayed, believing Brie had broken her vow to keep silent about Greg Holloway’s abuse.
Although Brie had seriously considered breaking that promise many times, out of love for Mary and respect for their friendship, she had opted to keep an uneasy silence.
But, last night, after Sir and Marquis witnessed Holloway’s true nature for themselves, they’d rescued Mary from his clutches. Instead of being grateful for her freedom, Mary had turned on Brie.
On some primal level, Brie understood the reason why. As a child, Mary had been betrayed by her mother and the man she thought was her father.
After her mother abandoned her to save herself, Mary endured unimaginable physical abuse at the hands of the man who raised her. It made sense that Mary saw the whole world as a threat.
To protect herself, Mary was abrasive and cruel to anyone who dared get too close. That Mary had let Brie into her inner circle was a miracle by itself, and it broke Brie’s heart that Mary felt she had been betrayed once again.
Heading to the kitchen, Brie started a pot of green tea because she needed to soothe her soul. Although her tea never quite matched that of Tono’s, sipping it always brought the kinbaku master to her mind.
Brie closed her eyes, seeing his warm smile and the glint in his chocolate brown eyes. Nodding, she whispered to herself as she took a sip of her tea, “I will go to Mary, Tono. However, I need your calming spirit with me today when I speak to her.”
Mary needed to know the truth before it crumbled the tenuous foundation of their friendship.
Sir walked into the room carrying Anthony in one arm and a sleepy Hope in the other. “They both wanted to see their mama.”
Hope rubbed her eyes, then held out her arms to Brie.
Leaning in to rub noses with her, Brie asked, “Did your little brother wake you up, sweet pea?”
Kissing Hope on the head, Brie took Anthony from Sir so she could feed her crying son. She let out a nervous sigh as she sat down on the couch.
“What wrong, babygirl?” Sir asked, chuckling lightly. “You were smiling just a moment ago.”
Brie looked at him sadly. “I’m worried about Mary.”
He walked to the couch and sat beside her, setting Hope on his lap. “There is no reason to worry about Miss Wilson’s safety. She is in capable hands.”
“It’s not that…” Her heart beat faster knowing the time had come to tell Sir the truth. Brie always knew there would be a price to be paid for her silence…
Mary Quite Contrary
Brie was nervous, forcing herself to meet Sir’s gaze. “I have to see Mary.”
Sir shook his head in response. “We leave for Russia soon. Surely, it can wait.”
“No, it can’t. Mary thinks I betrayed her.”
He furrowed his brow in confusion. “Why would she think that?”
Before answering, Brie lay Anthony down and went to the pantry. She returned with a bag of rice in her hand. Kneeling on the floor before him, she bowed her head.
“What is the meaning of this, Brie?” he asked, his tone suddenly cold.
Keeping her head lowered, she answered, “I have kept something from you. I made a promise to Mary and could not break her confidence.”
“Go on,” he demanded.
Brie looked up at him hesitantly, her stomach twisting into knots. “I promised her I wouldn’t tell anyone—not even you—about the abuse she was suffering at Holloway’s hands.”
Sir’s gaze penetrated her soul. “Why on Earth would you promise such a thing when you knew it could put her life in danger?”
“Mary threatened to hurt herself if I didn’t.” Her bottom lip trembled when she added, “I begged her to speak to you, but she refused to listen to me.”
Sir stared at her without saying a word.
The silence was unbearable.
“I had no choice, Sir. Either way, I believed Mary’s life was in danger.”
Brie expected to see anger reflected in his eyes but, to her surprise, she saw a look of compassion. Nodding thoughtfully, he told her, “Miss Wilson put you in a difficult position.” He sighed, sounding troubled. “She might have followed through on that threat if you had broken that confidence.”
Taking the bag of rice from her, Sir set it on the counter. “There is an aspect of Miss Wilson’s past that you were not made aware of during training. We did not require her to share it with others.”
“What is that, Sir?”
“She admitted during her training that she attempted suicide as a teenager.”
“Poor Mary,” Brie exclaimed sadly. She could only imagine the pain Mary must have suffered as a teenager.
Sir looked at her with concern. “If Miss Wilson truly believes you betrayed her last night, she may follow through with that threat. I will call Captain and apprise him of the situation while you ask your parents if they can care for the children. It’s important that Miss Wilson hear the truth from you as soon as possible.”
A flood of relief rushed through her. “I agree, Sir.”
Not long after getting dressed, Brie was surprised to hear the doorbell ring. She opened the door to find both her parents standing there. Her mother’s face looked as white as a sheet.
“How the heck did you get here so fast?”
“Your father drove like a maniac…” her mother whimpered.
“I only kept up with the other idiots on the road, Marcy,” he corrected. “Not my fault California drivers treat the roads like their personal raceway.”
Looking at Brie, he added, “I could hear the fear in your voice, little girl, when you told me it was important and I got here as fast as I could.”
Brie threw her arms around her dad, deeply touched. “Thank you, Daddy!”
He patted her gently as he hugged her, whispering, “I’d do anything to help you, Brianna.”
She was overwhelmed by the love and concern she felt in his embrace, but he quickly pulled away and ordered, “Now, go! You have somewhere to be, and we have grandkids to spoil.”
Brie laughed softly, giving her mother a quick hug before following Sir out the door.
On the drive to Captain’s house, she asked Sir, “How did Captain say Mary was doing?”
Sir pursed his lips. “Mary refuses to speak to him and has locked herself in the guestroom.”
Brie felt chills hearing that. Captain and Candy had offered their home to Mary after seeing what transpired with Holloway last night. Of all the people she knew, Brie thought Captain was the one person Mary would confide in.
“Is he sure she’s okay?”
“Yes. Although she may not want to speak to him, she is being quite vocal in her hatred of him.”
Brie groaned, imagining the undeserved insults being leveled at Captain. However, she was deeply relieved to hear Mary was safe.
“That hatred will soon be focused on you,” Sir warned her. “You cannot take anything she says to heart.”
Now, she felt nervous about seeing Mary.
However, she was grateful for his reminder. Brie knew she was the only person Mary trusted—Mary had even risked her life for her. But now that Mary felt betrayed by her, Brie fully expected she would pay the price for every person who’d ever hurt Mary.
Those concerns were confirmed the moment she got out of the car and heard Mary screaming from inside the house. She blushed at the filthy words Mary was spewing at Captain and Candy. Mary was so loud, one of the neighbors watering his lawn asked them, “Do you think I should call the police?”
Sir shook his head, chuckling lightly. “That won’t be necessary, I assure you.”
