This is the fourth book in my Hedon Falls series, and it stars stylist Remy Alexander (who first appeared in Training the Help), his husband Seamus (Shay) O'Connell, and their daughter's dance teacher, Nicole Collins.
Originally, I had planned this story to be the fifth in the series. Book 4 was to have been about Shay's younger sister Shannon. I got about a quarter of the way into the story, when a number of circumstances got in the way. I put the book aside to work on other projects and when I finally had the time to return to Hedon Falls, Remy was screaming at me to tell his story.
The problem is, now that this book is done, Remy's not shutting up. He wants me to tell the story of how he and Shay met. He also wants me to tell some of his friends' stories, too. But I also have a series of stories planned for Evernight (more news on that coming soon).
So many ideas!
Stylist and salon owner Remy Alexander got a second chance at love when he found Seamus O’Connell, but the more time he spends with his daughter’s dance teacher, the more he wonders if there is room for another in his marriage.
As a result of a troubled past, Shay needs order and control in everything, from his work as a chef, to the bedroom he shares with his submissive husband. Remy’s idea to have a ménage relationship upsets the delicate balance Shay has created for himself, but he can’t deny his desire for the sexy dance instructor.
Nicole Collins is a good Catholic girl who pours all her energy into her work as a dance teacher. When she falls for Remy and Shay, they teach her about passion, submission, and love, but incur the wrath of her own father. Can Nicole find a way to hang on to everyone she loves, or will one relationship cost her the other?
The knife tapped against the cutting board as Shay mutilated the celery. When that was done, he turned to the peppers, reducing them to tiny bits in a matter of minutes. As he continued his preparations, he tried not to think about the dance teacher. Tried not to think about the supple strength of her legs as she moved. Tried not to think about the way her sports bra had clung to her breasts. Tried not to think about how hard he got watching her.
With a groan, Shay continued to take his anger out on the helpless produce. He couldn’t stop thinking about her and it scared him. He was a married man, but his husband seemed to share his attraction to the woman. He didn’t know what to do, and the uncertainty scared him. Everything in his life was in perfect order, from his kitchen, to his bedroom, to his goddamn tie collection. Where did Nicole fit in?
A movement on the other side of the island caught his attention and he looked up to see Remy sitting on one of the bar stools watching him.
“We need to talk,” Remy said.
“I don’t want to talk.” Shay scraped the chopped veggies into the pan on the stove, poured some wine over them, and then took a long swig from the bottle.
“Shay, I know you’re attracted to her. And I think she’s attracted to us too. Maybe we can invite her to join us.”
Shay choked on the wine. “What do you mean? A threesome?”
The sexy smile on Remy’s face said it all. Rage flared in Shay’s head. “How can you possibly suggest that?” His voice boomed through the kitchen and Remy blanched. “After what they—You know that there’s no way I could do it!”
Fear sliced through the rage, gripping Shay’s heart and squeezing as a memory flashed through his head. Pushing it back, Shay grabbed another pepper and started to chop it. He ignored Remy’s attempts to talk to him. Remy knew his history. He knew why a threesome would never work, but he had the nerve to suggest it anyway. He got some satisfaction picturing how red he planned to make Remy’s ass later.
“Fuck!” Shay cried as a burning pain lanced his fingertip and looking down, he saw he’d cut himself with the knife. “Goddamn it!” He thrust his hand under the tap and turned on the water. Fiery needles jabbed through the finger and up into his arm and he swore again, unable to keep back the tears now.
Remy appeared at his side with a towel and wrapped it around Shay’s finger before leading him to a stool. Unable to control his sobs, Shay buried his head against Remy’s shoulder and let the pain pour out. Remy stood silent until Shay was able to get himself under control. Remy’s ability to give Shay exactly what he needed made him the ideal mate, and that’s why the suggestion of a threesome took Shay by surprise. Shay lifted his head from Remy’s shoulder and wiped the last of the tears from his face.
“I’m good,” he said at last. “Sorry about that.” Shay glanced down at the towel to see it soaked with blood. “Shit. The bleeding isn’t stopping.”
“Okay, let’s get to the hospital, then,” Remy said. “I’ll get someone to watch Ainsley.”
Shay went to turn off the stove and grab another towel. In the background he heard Remy on the phone, and then he yelled for Ainsley to come downstairs. Remy explained what had happened and Ainsley ran over to hug Shay.
“Papa, are you going to be okay?”
His heart melted a little and he kissed her forehead. “I’ll be fine sweetie. But I can’t finish supper, so do you want to order a pizza?”
“Yeah!” she cried. “Can I call?”
She skipped off to the drawer where they kept the take-out menus and began flipping through them. The front bell rang and Remy took off to the door. Checking for his wallet, Shay headed to the door, but stopped short when he saw Nicole standing there. He glared at Remy.
“Shay, are you all right?” she asked coming over to him. She looked down at the bloody towel and gasped. “Oh my God!” Her hand brushed his arm and an electric jolt raced through him, causing his cock to harden. Damn, Remy!
Remy avoided making eye contact with Shay as he escorted Nicole into the kitchen where Ainsley shrieked with delight. When Remy returned, he held the door for Shay and helped him into the car, even doing up his seatbelt. After sliding into the driver’s seat, he started the vehicle and pulled out into the street.
“That was sneaky,” Shay said finally.
Remy had the decency to look guilty. “I’m sorry. I just thought that if you got used to her being around, you might realize that she’s not like—”
“If you know what’s good for you, you won’t finish that sentence.”
Remy stayed silent the rest of the ride, while Shay thought about Nicole. There was no denying her beauty. Or his reaction to it. It had been years since he’d been with a woman. He missed the soft curves, the feel of breasts, the slick wetness of a pussy. Shit, now I’m hard again. In truth, the more he thought about Remy’s suggestion, the more he liked it, and it scared the crap out of him. He couldn’t imagine finding a sweeter woman, but he knew only too well that people could change when they got into the bedroom. And if she were going to be with them, she’d have to be submissive. He couldn’t be intimate with someone who wouldn’t follow his directions exactly.
When they reached the hospital, Shay still hadn’t figured anything out. He and Remy walked into the Emergency Department and quickly went through triage before being asked to sit in the waiting room. The silence stretched out uncomfortably, until Shay couldn’t stand it anymore.
“I’m sorry for freaking out.”
With a gentle smile, Remy took his good hand. “I only brought it up because I saw how turned on you were from watching her. I thought…”
“She turns me on and I won’t pretend she doesn’t,” Shay said. “But asking her into our bed is a huge step, for all of us, and I don’t think I’m ready for it.”
Giving his hand a squeeze, Remy leaned over and kissed his cheek. “I didn’t say it had to be right away. Let’s spend some time getting to know her, letting her get to know us.”
Shay leaned his head against Remy’s. “You’re not just talking about a physical relationship here, are you?” Remy shook his head. “I’m not going to make any promises, but I’m willing to think about it and see where this goes.”
Shay’s heart fluttered when Remy’s lips brushed his, knowing that ultimately, he wouldn’t be able to resist his husband, or the gorgeous dancer.
Remy stood and went into the bedroom. He bent over Nicole and began kiss her neck as he gently shook her shoulder. It wasn’t long before she stirred, and rolled over to look up at him.
“Hi,” she murmured, rubbing her eyes.
“Hi, yourself,” Remy replied, kissing her. “Shay and I are going to do a scene and we want you to watch so you see what he likes.”
“He told you he’s a Dom, right? This will help you understand BDSM better. Or at least, understand the way Shay likes to do things.”
“Oh. Okay, I guess.”
“Perfect! Just go sit in that chair in the corner.”
While Nicole got out of the bed and padded across the room to the chair, Remy pulled a small bench from a storage room beside the closet. Then he laid on it, face down, and waited.
“Remy, what are you—”
“If you’re going to watch, then you need to stay quiet.” Shay emerged from the bathroom, completely naked, and walked over to where Nicole sat. “Stand up and bend over.”
Remy jerked his head up. He wasn’t sure spanking Nicole right now was the best approach. “Shay, I don’t think—” A look from Shay was all it took for Remy’s mouth to go dry, and he stopped talking.
Nicole had stood and bent over the chair, her hands resting on the arms. Shay moved behind her and used his foot to nudge her feet further apart, so that her ass and pussy were fully exposed.
“I explained that I like to have control in the bedroom,” Shay said to her. “If you don’t follow my directions, you get punished. I’ll take it easy on you right now, but this is what you can expect if you’re going to be with us. And keep quiet. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.” Remy could hear the tremor in her voice, but she was following Shay’s directions perfectly.
Shay brought his hand down on her ass, and she cried out softly. He ran his hand over the spot, rubbing the skin, and caressing her, before he hit her again on the other side. He alternated striking and rubbing the skin a few more times, and then he slipped his hand between her legs and slid two fingers into her pussy. That brought more moans from her.
“Very good, Nicole,” Shay said a few minutes later. “Now you can sit down again.”
Remy thought she had handled the spanking rather well for her first time. He knew Shay would have been gentle, but it could be upsetting for some people. He didn’t have time to think about it much more because then Shay was approaching the bench. Without a word, he bent down and began to secure Remy’s hands and ankles to cross bars on the bottom.
Remy lowered his head, and began to inhale and exhale deeply, trying to find that spot in his mind that allowed him to take Shay’s punishments and turn the pain into pleasure. He focused on his breathing, tuning out everything but the sensation of being bound. A moment later, he felt the bite of the flogger striking his back. Shay rained blows across his ass, upper thighs and shoulders, and though Remy grunted a few times, he stayed in that zone.
And then, to Remy’s surprise, Shay undid the restraints. “On your knees.”
“Y-yes, Sir,” Remy stammered. This wasn’t the way their play usually ended, but he did as he was told and knelt on the ground beside the bench.
“Nicole, kneel beside him.”
“Yes, Sir.” A moment later, Nicole was on her knees beside Remy. Shay came to stand in front of them, his swollen member standing straight out in front of their faces, a tiny drop of pre-cum already forming at the tip.
“Remy, teach her how to suck to my cock.”
“Yes, Sir,” he replied with a smile. He grabbed Nicole’s head and kissed her, and then he guided her mouth to Shay’s dick. “Lick around the tip and up and down the shaft,” he instructed her.
She was tentative at first, and Remy leaned forward to help, each of them licking around the head and shaft. Their tongues would sometimes meet, and they’d kiss for a moment before continuing. Then Remy placed a hand on her shoulder to stop her, and began to suck Shay into his mouth, bobbing his head up and down, but stopping after a moment to let Nicole try.
“Open wide and be careful with your teeth,” he told her, watching as she slid her mouth over Shay’s cock, slowly mimicking the bobbing motion Remy had used. What she lacked in experience, she made up for in enthusiasm, and soon was taking most of Shay’s impressive length into her mouth.
“Stop,” Shay said.
Nicole immediately stopped and pulled back from him. “Yes, Sir.”
When Remy saw Shay reach out and brush his fingers along Nicole’s cheek, his heart leapt. Despite his attempts to remain more aloof, Shay was falling hard for the pretty redhead. And Remy wanted this relationship to work more than anything.