Book three in the Raising Cain series.
As the only sister of four bossy brothers, Casey McCain is used to being overprotected and cared for. What she isn't used to, however, is the overwhelming need to give herself completely to another, namely Jared Calabrese. When their relationship progresses and Casey is presented with Jared's collar, she runs scared.
Jared has had enough of Casey's evasion of him and their relationship. He sets a plan in motion to show Casey there is no weakness in being submissive, in being owned by him. He not only overwhelms her with his presence, throwing them together whenever possible, but he also shows Casey how others in the BDSM lifestyle live so she understands there is no one right way. Jared plans not only to win Casey back but to capture her, heart, body and soul, and he'll use whatever means necessary to see the job done.
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November 13, 2009
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Excerpt from Capturing Casey's Heart by Maggie Casper
Metal clanked against metal as she lifted her wrist slightly. "Are you going to turn me loose now?"
Jared stalked closer. He was close enough to hear her ragged breathing but not quite close enough to touch--yet.
"Not just yet."
She licked her lips then. Jared knew it for the nervous gesture it was. She had a tendency to do so when unsure. He also knew she did not mean for the gesture to be arousing but it was. The sight of her pink tongue peeking out to moisten her full lips had the ability to give him a raging-hard erection.
"Then what do you have planned?"
He had a lot planned. Some she would like, even beg for before all was said and done. On the other hand, some of it was sure to piss her off. Jared couldn't quite bring himself to care. This was going to go his way, and in the end all he could hope for was she agreed that at his feet, in his bed, his life, his heart and his soul was right where she belonged.
It was time to delve into her mind. He knew she was riding wave after wave of uncertainty and turmoil. He could see it in the depths of her gaze every time she looked at him. She was torn and fighting herself as well as him. Jared needed to find out why and to help her over whatever hurdle was holding her back.
"Turn around and close your eyes."
It took a moment before Casey did as asked. She swiveled on the stool until her back was to him. Jared could only assume she had followed his directions and her eyes were closed.
He moved impossibly closer until every inch of his front covered her much smaller back. She shivered. Jared wrapped one arm around her so he could touch her pretty much anywhere he chose. He buried his other hand in her hair, tilting her head to the side.
"Perfect girl. Absolutely perfect. This is just the way I like you."
He spoke the words low so she would have to really listen in order to hear. Jared wanted her complete attention. He wanted her focus to be on one thing and one thing only. Him.
"You belong to me, Casey. You said the words yourself." He lightly stroked a hand over her abdomen, letting her get used to his touch. "There is no escape and you know it."
Her breath caught. He wasn't sure whether it was his words or his touch, maybe it was a combination of both. She was trembling now. Not the shakiness she would get when they played but more of a fine tremor. He held her tighter.
"Somewhere deep down you know it's okay to trust me, to let go." Jared breathed against the flesh of her neck, nibbling and licking until she arched into his hand. "Tell me."
Casey tried to turn her head away, fighting the truth of his words. Jared held tight. The hand fisting her hair allowed her no more movement than what he saw fit to give her. A strangled moan left her lips as she sagged against him. "Tell me."
"I...I don't know."
Her voice was husky, her tone unsure. "You do know. You remember how the last few months have been. I know you remember the freedom in my ownership. I can feel it in your body even now. You remember how it felt to finally realize you could do anything I asked of you."
Jared jerked Casey's hair tight, eliciting a sharp gasp to escape from her lips, pulling her head back against his shoulder so he could see her profile as he spoke. His hand wandered to her throat where it lay still. He had the power to cut off her oxygen and blood supply, to harm and even kill her and yet she didn't move a muscle. She did trust him, she just didn't yet realize how deeply. "Everything I demand is in your power, Casey. All you have to do is trust yourself to want it and trust me to guide you to it."
He kissed her then, deeply plundering every inch of her mouth. He guided his hand from her neck to her jaw where he held her still for his tongue, his teeth. With his other hand he plucked at her nipples through the thin fabric of her shirt. When he applied firm and increasing pressure, she stiffened against him, whimpering as pain and pleasure mingled. Her scream filled his mouth, overloading his senses.
Pulling away from her lips, Jared turned her toward him, looking deep into her eyes, and commanded once again, "Tell me."