
Those lovely folks over at Excerpt Monday are promoting Bound by Sunlight and some other great looking May and June releases. For them, I’m posting the excerpt from Bound by Sunlight, for my regular readers, I say go check out the other new releases, I will be! đ

Excerpt from Bound by Sunlight
âYouâve never been bound?â he asked, picking up the straps of her tank top.
âNo.â It was more of a breath than a whisper, but he seemed satisfied with her answer. She felt a soft spark against her shoulders and looked down. Heâd severed the straps of her top, which were left to dangle above her breasts. Magic. Heâd used magic. A tiny niggle of fear tried to work its way through her. He seemed to know and brought his warm hands back to her face, tilting her head up enough that she knew she was supposed to meet his eyes. Why did she find that so difficult? She forced herself to follow his unspoken demand.
âI will not harm you tonight. Not with magic. Not with anything else. I will bring you pain, but only as much as will pleasure you. Do you understand?â
She saw patience and assurance in his eyes, wondered what he saw in hers. Shame washed through her nowâthat she had come to him so unprepared, unworthy. He shouldnât have to deal with a novice when he was used to those at the club. His fingers on her chin tightened.
âDo you understand?â he asked again.
âYes.â
He knew there was more, she could see it in his face, see him trying to figure it out. As long as he didnât ask, she wouldnât have to admit to her insecurities. He cocked his head as he studied her.
âWhat distressed you now?â
She wanted to look away. The feeling of easy surrender had vanished. But she had to answer him. Had to keep meeting his eyes. Not just because of the compulsion, but because she had asked for this. Asked him to help her. He deserved to have as much of her courage as she could muster.
âIâm sorry. Iâm not very good at this. I donât know what to do.â
âYou donât have to know what to do. Thatâs what Iâm here for. Youâll do what I tell you, when I tell you. Wonât you?â His voice was hard, uncompromising.
âYes.â
âThen thereâs nothing for you to fail at. Itâs my responsibility to make sure this goes right, not yours. Your only responsibility is to tell me if I go too far.â He stepped closer, allowing his heat to envelope her. She felt moisture gather in her pussy and it got a little bit harder to draw breath.
âLetâs start over.â He pulled her chin up higher now that he was closer to her. Her neck ached a little at the strain. It feltâŚgood.
âDo you believe that I wonât harm you, even though I have every intention of bringing you pain?â
âYes.â She didnât know why, and it might be foolish, but she believed him. It was the reason she was here.
He rewarded her with a small kiss to her lips. She opened for him but he drew away. She sighed.
âDo you believe that I will bring you pleasure?â
âYesss.â
This time he smiled as he kissed her. She tried to chase his lips, but his hands kept her in position.
âDo you understand what youâre supposed to do?â
Uh oh. What was she supposed to do? Hadnât he just told herâoh.
âYes.â Another kiss, she wanted another kiss. A real one this time, damn it.
âTell me.â
âWhatever you tell me to do.â She parted her lips in preparation. She would have to be fast this time.
âAnd?â
No kiss? What was he doing to her?
âAndâŚumm. Oh, and use my safe word if you go too far.â
âGood girl.â He met her lips with his, but it wasnât gentle this time. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, taking what she had tried to take, giving what she needed. She whimpered when he pulled back.
âTell me your safe word again.â
She didnât want to, didnât want to ever say that word again. He seemed to understand.
âChoose another word. It doesnât need to be that one. Shouldnât be something you donât want to say.â
âNo, itâs all rightââ
His fingers tightened against her skin again, reminding her who was in charge. He wasnât asking. He was telling.
âI, maybeâŚSnowball!â God, all she could come up with was her childhood catâs name. Was he smirking at her? She narrowed her eyes at him but his face had gone expressionless again. He leaned down and gave her another quick kiss. Then he let her go, stepped back, taking his heat with him.
âIf you use your safe word, Iâll stop what Iâm doing so we can talk about it. Donât be afraid to use it, it doesnât mean Iâm going to send you away.â
She managed to nod her understanding.
âYou have a lovely body.â
She didnât. Her size eight curves werenât quite proportioned the way sheâd like andâ
He smacked her ass and she jumped as much as the chains would allow, which wasnât much at all. Why she should be shocked she had no idea, but she looked at him for an explanation.
âYou.â He put his hands on top of her head then ran them over her face, rubbing her eyebrows, exploring her cheekbones, tickling her ears and caressing her chin.
âHave.â Her skin tingled as his hands moved down her neck to her now heaving chest.
âA lovely.â His fingers molded to her breasts, giving a sharp, barely painful squeeze before continuing their journey.
âBody.â He reversed his hands so that his fingers led the way over the curve of her stomach to the juncture of her thighs. He folded his hands along the curve, careful not to touch the part of her that needed touching the most.
âOh,â she managed to whisper. Her whole body shuddered at his intense look and careful caress. The desire in his words and his eyes did more to relax her than anything else he could have done. She didnât realize how worried sheâd been about the fact that by presenting herself to him, rather than having him choose her, she would have a hard time believing he wanted this, even a little bit.
She looked down at her top. He was running a finger down its center, from neck to hem. As his finger slid past, the fabric parted, splitting down the middle. It was almost like a breath of heat, but maybe she was imagining that. It didnât take long for the whole top to fall away.
Her naked breasts were damp with sweat, her nipples somewhat swollen. He ignored them and brought his finger to her pants, performing a similar magic to remove them in less than a minute. He took a step back, observing her dressed only in plain cotton panties. It looked as if he was fighting a smile. She tried not to blush and failed. Why hadnât she dressed up for him? She had the clothes, had been provided with the types of outfits that were supposed to entice him. Black leather, lace garters and more. Much more. It wasnât that she didnât like them, but she would have felt like a spy wearing them, like a fraud. So sheâd come in the most Kyriana-like clothes she had.
He walked behind her, hooked a finger in the waistband and snapped the elastic against her skin. It didnât hurt, but it startled her. She hung her head as she tried to fight off the shame and misery working their way through her.
âJust checking to see if your name was embroidered in the back.â His teasing words were spoken against her neck. She choked on her laugh as his lips moved down her neck to the top of her spine, where he bit, hard.