My Husband's Mistress - The Complete Series (Cuckquean, BDSM, Voyeur, Threesome) (Bonds of Marriage Book 4)

This super sexy 40,000 word bundle includes all three titles of the Bonds of Marriage Series: My Husband€s Mistress, Punished By My Husband€s Mistress, and Submitting To My Husband€s Mistress. The bundle includes scenes of cuckqueaning, voyeurism, BDSM, spanking, MFf m©nage, and humiliation.

During the six months of their marriage, Alexandra learned to serve Michael as the perfect submissive wife, but her husband has one final lesson to teach. Michael brings home another woman, a beautiful woman named Jocelyn, and he orders Alex to watch as he takes his mistress. Alex knows his needs must come before hers, but nothing is worse than watching her husband with another woman. That is, until Alex submits to her shameful curiosity and admits her place is beside their bed.

But Jocelyn€s presence in their home excites Alex, especially as she serves Michael in ways Alex can€t. Alex eagerly learns how best to please Michael, but she begins to fall for her sexy mistress. When Jocelyn threatens to end their perfect m©nage, Alex must prove her devotion to husband and his mistress to ensure Jocelyn joins their marriage permanently.

Excerpt:

He lowered the teddy, gently patting my behind once it was covered.

€œYou will understand,€ he said. €œThis is why I am taking another woman tonight. You will learn that I am your husband. You will submit to me in every way.€

€œYou€ll hurt me,€ I whispered. €œHow do you know you won€t lose me forever?€

€œBecause tonight is about you, love.€ He helped me up from the desk, kissing the tears on my cheeks. €œTonight is about your role. You will learn so much about yourself and our relationship. Once I do this, you€ll understand exactly what I need from you.€

As if planned, the doorbell rang. My stomach twisted, but Michael cradled my face.

€œBe polite tonight, my little love. You€re going to like her, and you€ll like watching.€

I didn€t want to obey. I didn€t want to nod and follow. I didn€t want to smooth my hair and check my reflection for any puffy eyes or flushing cheeks.

Michael left me in the stale comfort of our sitting room€"within the black leather and pale carpets, and glass fixtures. The room styled masculine, just as he liked it. The only softness he wanted in his home was me. My pink teddy and mussed blonde hair gave him soft. But that wasn€t what I needed now. I needed tough. Hard. Angry. Something to stand up against the storm that threatened the roof over my head.

Any attempt at strength failed the instant Jocelyn entered my home.

She wasn€t a woman. She was a Goddess. A goddess with onyx curls draped over milky white skin, diamond blue eyes and ember-red lips. Her dress wrapped over her curves in a soft, flowing drapery. Folds of soften silk flattered and hid and exposed just enough of the swell of her hips and the dip of her cleavage that a single glance scolded me for even considering what flushed underneath. But her lips curled into a sinful smile. She liked my appraisal. And she liked even more when I dropped my gaze to the floor.

I submitted.

There was no other outcome. No other way I could survive the knowing secret of her gaze, fluttering under ebony eyelashes and perfectly arched eyebrows. Every inch of her body seemed carved from exquisite of marble by an expert hand. Her skin radiated, unblemished. Her generous chest narrowed into a thin waist before blossoming over her hips into a defined hourglass shape. Her sculpted legs and sleek high-heels placed her nearly as tall as Michael. Much taller than me. Also stronger. She worked out, toning her arms and legs so her dress teased us with glimpses of a body fit for the Gods.

Michael took her hand, kissing artist€s fingers as he led her to me.

€œJocelyn,€ Michael said. €œLet me introduce my wife, Alexandra.€