An Officer's Submission
Cuffs, Collars, and Love #4
Author: Christa Tomlinson
Publisher: Self- Torlina Publishing
Release Date: March 16
Heat Level: 4 - Lots of Sex
Pairing: Male/Male
Length: 67,000
Genre: Romance, erotic romance, contemporary, D/S, established couples
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Synopsis
“You don’t ever have to keep anything you feel locked up, Clay. I’m your Dom, and whatever you need from me, I’ll gladly give to you.” - Sergeant Logan PiercePolice Officer Clay Foster is finally at peace and happy with his life. He enjoys his career as a member of Houston’s SWAT team, and he loves submitting to his Dom in the bedroom. His life is perfect, until one cruel act destroys Clay’s bubble of happiness. Shattered trust forces Clay to reevaluate his career, his relationship, and himself.
Sergeant Logan Pierce is the leader of Houston’s elite SWAT team. On the force, he’s the best at what he does. In private, the most important thing in his life is taking care of his submissive, Clay. Clay is his whole world, and Logan will do whatever is necessary to keep him safe. Even if that means going up against Clay’s stubbornness in order to help him heal. Can Logan and Clay work together to rebuild their happiness?
Can they find their way back to the shared passion of Dominance and submission? Or will their love and relationship end before it’s truly begun?
Excerpt:
“It’s good to be
back home.”
Logan looked down
at him with an eyebrow raised. “Home?”
Clay snorted a
laugh. As usual, they were at Logan’s house. When he thought about it, he
realized he hadn’t been back to his apartment in weeks. In fact, his bags from
their recent trip to Colorado were here at Logan’s. He hadn’t bothered to take
them back to his place after their return.
“If I’m in your
space too much, I can throw all my stuff in the car and head back to my
apartment,” he said as he pretended to pull away.
Logan tightened
his grip on his foot. “You’re not going anywhere.”
Clay bit his lip
to hold back a grin. “I didn’t think you wanted me to. But what I meant is, I
feel good about life. That trip was awesome. I got to play in the snow, just
like I wanted.”
“And I got to
warm you up when you were done.”
“You did a very
good job. You might have gotten me a little overheated a few times,” he teased.
He wiggled his toes as Logan squeezed his foot again. “You and I are in a great
place. And I think things are going to be better at work now too. We redid
Hayden’s ridiculous course and passed with flying colors this time. I’m hoping
the fact that we passed the redo means Hayden will get off our backs and quit
fucking with our schedule.”
“The team is
gelling again. And we’re hoping Hayden will finally move on and give up on his
pet project of tormenting our team. Anything else?”
Clay shifted,
looking at the TV instead of Logan. “What else is there?”
“Are you still
blaming yourself for that idiot making those fake calls to our team?”
Clay pulled his
feet off Logan’s lap for real this time and got up from the couch. “Why
wouldn’t I blame myself? It was my fault.”
“It wasn’t your
fault. And I don’t like hearing you say that it was.”
“C’mon, Sarge.
You know that was on me.” Clay roughly ran a hand through his hair, turning his
back on his lover. “If I hadn’t gone to that convention and went on camera
bragging about how badass our team was, that whacko would have never taken it
as a challenge to try and prove he was better than us.” He turned back around
as Logan grabbed his hand and pulled him to stand in between his legs.
“Maybe not. But
maybe he would have taken his anger out in another way.”
“What do you
mean?”
“You read the
report Roberts put together on the guy. He was looking for revenge because he
felt he’d been slighted too many times. What if he’d physically attacked the
people he wanted revenge against? Someone or several someones could have been
hurt. At least with the revenge tactics he chose, no one was. We managed to
catch the idiot, and hopefully he’ll be granted some time to think about what
he did.”
“Are you
forgetting he tried to kill me?” Clay saw a muscle tic in Logan’s jaw at the
question, his hazel eyes going hard before he answered.
“No, I’m not
forgetting.”
Clay tilted his
head to the side as he studied his lover. “You know, I noticed that the perp
seemed a little worse for wear before you got him loaded in the patrol car. Did
you do anything to cause that?”
“I’ll never let
anyone hurt you.”
Logan’s response
was a non-answer, but it confirmed Clay’s suspicions. “I’m a cop. On occasion,
I might get hurt. And you can’t go after people because of that.”
“And you’re mine.
Did you forget that?”
Clay shook his
head. “No, Sir.”
“Come here.” Clay
followed the gentle pull Logan gave his hand to drop down to the couch and
straddle his lap.
“You’re my lover.
My submissive. It’s my right and my pleasure to protect you, always.” He
brought a hand up, his thumb sliding across the metal collar that circled
Clay’s neck. “I won’t let anything or anyone hurt you or take you away from
me.”
A thrill shot
through Clay at that declaration. Logan’s unapologetic possessiveness had
caused problems early on in their relationship, but they’d worked on it and
come to an understanding on boundaries. Now, he was able to revel in Logan’s
possessiveness and caring, because he knew it wouldn’t get out of hand. Clay
pressed his forehead to Logan’s and closed his eyes. “I love when you talk to
me like that.”
Logan’s hand
moved to grip the back of his neck. “Do you?”
His eyes still
closed, Clay nodded.
“Tell me why.”
“Because it makes
me feel like the most important thing in your world. I’ve never felt like that
with anyone.”
“It’s true. You
are the most important thing to me. Having you in my life, wearing my collar,
means everything to me.”
Clay opened his
eyes and looked into his lover’s gaze, seeing the sincerity there. Not that he
doubted him. Logan had proven time and time again how much he loved him. “I
don’t deserve you, Sir. And I don’t do enough to show you how much I love you
in return.”
“You don’t have
to do anything to deserve me. I’m with you because I don’t ever want to be with
anyone else.”
“Well, maybe I
can show you what I feel tonight. Physically.”
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