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People say a broken heart can kill, but it’s really the secrets that take you down.

~Alexander Rockingham II

 

Invincible, an all-new powerful and emotional ménage love story, featuring a sexy and dominant silver fox from Elizabeth SaFleur, is available now!

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Synopsis

 

Alexander Rockingham keeps the secrets of Washington DC’s most elite players, but none are as devastating as his own. Forty years ago, the Wynters ripped away from everyone he’d loved. When the family’s matriarch dies, he completes a promise to walk through the gates of their Connecticut estate as the owner, and with a sledgehammer in hand, erase the name of Wynter. He also gives his beloved Charles—in the family graveyard—the goodbye he’d been denied decades earlier.

He didn’t expect to find Rebecca, the third in their lovers’ trio, standing there. He didn’t expect the man who is helping him settle the Wynter estate to offer himself to him and Rebecca as a stopgap to recapture a happier time. He didn’t expect to fall in love again—with both of them.

But sometimes love isn’t enough. Sometimes ghosts from the past are just too strong to counter even for three people united in beating them.

Invincible is a polyamory/menage (M/F/M and M/M/F) romance stand-alone Elite Doms of Washington novel.

 

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Excerpt:

Eric stilled in the archway. Alexander, tie skewed and shirt open, held the back of a woman’s head in a greedy hold, his long fingers threaded through wild red hair. Who was the woman? Her skin was so pale against Alexander’s. He kissed her as if punishing her with his mouth, oblivious to the fact Eric had breached their personal space.

He should turn away. Hell, he shouldn’t be here. He had taken his life in his hands crossing that creek and sloshing up and over the bridge to bring Alexander dinner—the meal he’d forgotten to join Eric for. He’d chalked it up to the man still grieving. Clearly not.

Alexander’s fingers curled tighter into all those red strands as he deepened his kiss. Eric’s mouth watered, and the front of his pants shrank five sizes. One second of observing Alexander’s dominance and all Eric’s earlier efforts to drain his cock of need were for nothing as his erection strained against his zipper.

He swallowed, and shifted his weight. His soggy shoes squeaked against the marble, sending off an echo that could wake the dead. Alexander’s face broke contact with the woman and turned to him.

Eric glanced away. His options were limited. Step back out in the storm. Go to another room and wait out …

“Eric.”

Damn. Caught being a voyeur. He turned to face the man and prayed like hell he wasn’t blushing. The woman had shrunk behind him.

He lifted the bag. “I brought you dinner.” Lame, but true.

“Ah.” Alexander scrubbed his salt and pepper five o’clock shadow. “Time got away from me.”

Eric stepped closer and held out the bag. “I’ll leave it and head back out.”

“No, come in.” Alexander crooked his finger. “You’re soaked. This is Rebecca Beaumont.”

She stepped out from behind him, her cheeks aflame. His heart hitched a little at the vulnerability in her red-rimmed eyes. She’d been crying.

“Eric Morrison.” He offered a handshake. “I’d forgotten how vicious New England storms could be.”

Her hand disappeared into his palm. “Alexander and I are old friends.”

I can tell.

“Eric is helping me settle the estate.” Alexander gave him a half a smile on that word, and Eric’s belly gave a lurch worthy of a teenager with a bad case of puppy love.

“I don’t mean to intrude … ” Or stare.  In this light, Rebecca’s high cheekbones and pale grey eyes cast an otherworldly vibe. His first thought was that she’d stepped off a film set from Lord of the Rings, like—what was the name of that elf colony? River-something.He was snapped back to reality from the crinkle of the food bag as Alexander took it from him.

“Not at all.” Alexander peered into the bag. “Eggplant Parmesan from the Grafton. My favourite.”

“Still?” Her tentative smile lit up her face. “Is it as good as Bertrands?”

“Better.” Alexander winked, and Eric’s eyebrows shot to his hairline. The Alexander Rockingham he knew didn’t do anything as frivolous as wink.

Eric cleared his throat. “If you’re planning on going out, you should know the bridge is almost washed out.” What else would he contribute to this tête-à-têtehe’d witnessed—or rather, had barged in on.

Alexander frowned. “Tell me you didn’t take any chances.”

“No big deal.” He shrugged. “I survived Hurricane Katrina. A little Nor’easter won’t be a problem.”

“Well, that’s it. You’re staying. In fact, we all are.”

About Elizabeth

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Award-winning author of contemporary romance, Elizabeth SaFleur promises all the “feels” in her emotional, plot-rich stories.

Experience luxurious, glamorous escapes in her Elite Doms of Washington series

Fall in love with her alpha men who always leave a woman satisfied.  Meet the heroines who take charge in the Justice Series, her Femme Domme romance books

Join her burlesque & gangster book world in the Shakedown series debuting in 2019.

Many of her books were inspired by her thirty years as a PR practitioner in and around Washington, DC. She writes tweets and posts under a pseudonym since her business clients might be (WOULD be) shocked at her new career choice.

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Sarah’s life of rigid control is nearly shattered by two men—one who wishes to submit to her, the other who might break her.

 

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Fearless, an all-new sexy standalone in the Elite Doms of Washington Series from Elizabeth SaFleur is available now!

 

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Sarah Marillioux fled back to DC after a weekend of reckless, delicious, impetuous passion in London with another Dominant, Steffan Vidar. Two years later, Sarah has re-established her life of discipline and rigid control until Steffan reappears to threaten her status quo of relegating all romantic encounters to a dungeon. He’s moved to DC and, with him, is Laurent Chacon, Steffan’s angelic submissive—a mixture of masculine strength and aching vulnerability. Together they will bring her carefully constructed world crashing down around her. It would almost be worth it to have Laurent. The problem is, she’d have to take Steffan, too.

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Excerpt:

 

On the way to Accendos, she’d given some thought to how she’d like to approach Laurent this first time. Sensory deprivation with some CBT would be the obvious choice. According to his records, his favourite type of play was having his cock and balls tortured. He liked to watch his Dom or Domme handle him, too, which meant only one thing. She’d blindfold him.

She cracked open the top of the chest, and two drawers lifted and separated to either side. She chose a black cotton blindfold along with a pair of thick leather cuffs. Laurent’s eyes glanced up and grew wide when she showed him what she held.

“Something wrong, Laurent?”

He shook his head and lowered his chin.

“Take off your trousers and your briefs. Fold them. Let Steffan hold them.” She winked at Steffan who smirked at her words, not looking the least bit bothered by being reduced to the role of valet.

Laurent complied, giving her a spectacular view of his backside when he strode over to Steffan. When he turned to her, she decided his front rivalled his back. Glossy, dark curls surrounded a long, thick cock that had already begun to harden. With the dusting of dark hair across his chest, visible ridges in his abdomen and a perfectly-defined Adonis belt, his masculine appeal grew tenfold. He could have modelled for the Greek masters, though they might be appalled at the size of his spectacular sexual anatomy.

“So beautiful, Laurent,” she whispered.

He flushed. Another honest moment that told her what she suspected—the man had no idea how beautiful he was.

She led him to the exact spot where she’d literally dreamed of taking him—a large frame in the centre of the room from which various hooks and chains hung. She encircled his neck with the blindfold and let the fabric hang and tease his mind with the promise of coming blindness. The cotton was light, but she sensed he’d feel it like a lead chain. She fastened a cuff around each of his thick wrists.

“Lift your arms over your head.”

She stepped up on one of the frame’s rungs and attached each cuffed wrist to a hook that hung from chains. She stepped down and took a long moment to run her hands down his forearms to his biceps, and then over his shoulders. She never trussed her submissives too tightly, preferring to see them move and sway as she worked them over—unless they required a more bound approach. She’d learn Laurent’s preferences and dole them out either as rewards or punishments over time.

He sucked in a breath when she pinched a nipple. “Laurent. I’m glad you’re here.”

He returned her stare with no hesitation. “Wherever, whenever you need me.”

The pretty words tumbled from his mouth with such ease, her knees weakened. His eyes sparked with desire, his breath running a little faster across those full lips. A submissive’s reactions could be a performance, a make-believe arousal meant to incite a Dom or Domme’s courage. She knew his response was genuine, and her sense of obligation to him heightened because of it.

She took more minutes to appreciate his flesh with her hands. God, she wanted to test every inch of that skin—feel, taste, and mark it. She’d wanted to play with Laurent the first day she’d laid eyes on him, which was dangerous. Her past led her to distrust desire, and that caution had paid dividends. Yet, there was much to explore with a man this transparent—the direct opposite of his current Dominant sitting in Alexander’s chair.

“I loved your file, Laurent. Loved reading about you. What you enjoy, what you don’t. I can’t wait to test some of those limits.” She showed him the ball stretcher and cock ring apparatus. “I understand your cock requires a Mistress’s discipline.”

One glance south and she realized she’d chosen well. He thickened further, which sent his cock dancing. That was the thing about male anatomy, unlike their mouths, their manhood never lied.

She smiled up at him. “It pleases me to see your responses. Don’t hold anything back, Laurent. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Safeword?”

“I won’t use it.”

“Speak it out loud for me.”

“Polyester.”

She laughed. “Oh, you already please me, you wonderful man.”

He gave her a flash of white teeth against that smooth tanned skin.

She then gently curled her fingers around his cock and forgot everything else—even Steffan.

 

 

About Elizabeth

 

Award-winning author of steamy contemporary romance, Elizabeth SaFleur promises all the “feels” in her emotional, plot-rich stories.

Experience luxurious, glamorous escapes in her Elite Doms of Washington series

Fall in love with her alpha men who always leave a woman satisfied

Meet the heroines who take charge in the Justice Series, her Femme Domme romance books

Join her burlesque & gangster book world in the Shakedown series debuting in 2019

 

Many of her books were inspired from her thirty years as a PR practitioner in and around Washington, DC. She writes, tweets and posts under a pseudonym since her business clients might be (WOULD be) shocked at her new career choice.

 

 

Connect with Elizabeth

 

Instagram: http://bit.ly/2Fmi709

Facebook: http://bit.ly/2Rnq6AA

Join her reader group, Elizabeth’s Playroom on Facebook:

http://bit.ly/2Fobpqu

Twitter: http://bit.ly/2QJWEzs

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GoodReads: http://bit.ly/2AGnOlI

Amazon: https://amzn.to/2RH5R0c

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Stay up to date with Elizabeth by joining her mailing list: http://bit.ly/2QG2wKi

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