Title: AT HIS MERCY
Author: Shelly Bell
Series: Forbidden Lovers, #1
On Sale: June 20, 2017
Trade Paperback: $14.99 USD
eBook: $4.99 USD
Angel in his arms . . . Devil at her heels
One last, no-strings night of indulgence. That’s all Tristan wants before he begins a much-needed new chapter in his life. Instead he finds an innocent angel in pink who brings him to his knees.
Isabella is done hiding from the world . . . and her haunting memories. Discovering courage in the arms of a perfect stranger, she finally lets go and sheds her inhibitions.
To Isabella’s shock, she soon learns that Tristan is more than her mystery man-he’s her professor. But Tristan isn’t the only person who’s found Isabella on campus. A dark figure from her past has come back for her. Now Tristan will risk anything to protect Isabella . . . even if it costs him his life.
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“She had no idea what those words did to him. Like a siren’s song, they called to the Dom in him. She made him want to master her, to teach her not about business and economics, but about pleasure and pain, domination and submission.”
It’s been quite some time since I’ve had a chance to pick up a Shelly Bell novel, so when I read the synopsis for this one, I just knew I had to read this one. And let me tell you, I was not disappointed.
At His Mercy is fun, seductive and utterly sexy. Add in a little taboo quality and I am a goner. At His Mercy is told from dual points of view and follows the story of Tristian and Isabella. Isabella is new to the world of BDSM and wants to spend her last night in town experiencing what has been calling to her. She meets Tristian by chance and spends one unforgettable evening with him. The last thing Isabella expected was to find out her new professor is actually the man that haunts her dreams. The two try to fight their connection, but the pull is too strong to deny. Things are all going well until the past catches up to both Tristian and Isabella and their lives will be forever changed because of it.
At His Mercy hooked me from the very first page. I mean this book starts off with one heck of a bang and keeps you begging for more. This book is smart, sexy as hell and written well. The characters are intriguing and keep you wanting to know more of their story. Overall, I thought this book was a great read. I devoured it in just a few short hours. Not only was this book incredibly sexy, but it also had some really wonderful twists and turns that kept me guessing right until the very end. At His Mercy was a very enjoyable read and I’m glad that I decided to pick it up.
*I was provided an ARC copy of this book, via the publisher and NetGalley, in exchange for an honest review*
“You want to know what I’m going to do to you if you consent to playing with me tonight?” His hot breath tickled the shell of her ear. “Anything I want.” He bit down on her lobe, causing a slight sting before soothing it with his tongue. “And what I want is to turn that creamy white skin of yours pink as your T-shirt. Then, when you’re wet and throbbing, and you’re out of your mind with the need to come, I’ll finger-fuck that pussy of yours until you see stars. How’s that to start? Does it meet with your approval?”
Holy hell in a handbasket.
The image sent a flash of heat to her lower belly, rocking her off her axis and causing her to wobble, her knees suddenly weak as a newborn foal’s. Between her thighs, the muscles clenched and rippled with what she swore was a mini orgasm. “Yes.” She coughed, clearing the rasp of arousal that had formed in her throat. “I can honestly say I approve wholeheartedly.”
His expression turned hungry as his eyes raked over her from head to toe. For a moment, she had the urge to flee just to see if he’d run after her. Pressing her hand to her chest, she shivered, the idea of it surprisingly arousing. What would he do to her when he caught her?
He didn’t give her the chance to find out, snatching his black duffel bag off the floor before interlacing his fingers with hers and dragging her through the throngs of people.
She couldn’t help but wonder what was in that bag of his that would turn her skin pink. “Where are you taking me?” she asked, her heart hammering wildly.
“Somewhere we can talk.”
Talking was the last thing she wanted to do. Her body was hovering on the edge of the unknown, and ready to make that giant leap. “Couldn’t we skip the talking?”
Tristan placed a hand on the base of her spine, directing her past the kitchen. Although the gesture probably meant nothing, it felt almost…territorial, as if he was staking his claim to her. “Safety first. This is your first time and you deserve the full experience. Besides, negotiating is part of the fun. Think of it as cerebral foreplay.”
He was right. She knew nothing about him other than his first name. To hand over her submission without at least having a conversation about safe words and limits would be foolish. But negotiation, fun? She could think of several other things she’d rather do with her mouth at that moment.
A sucker for a happy ending, Shelly Bell writes sensual romantic thrillers. When she’s not working her day job, taking care of her family, or writing, you’ll find her reading the latest romance.
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