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Noble House Kink, Book Two

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Welcome to Noble House, Where Your Passion is Our Pleasure, and Someone is Always Watching…

Hacker Madeline Zane gets off crossing lines. So when she discovers security flaws in the Noble House website, she thinks nothing of showing up at the door of the hybrid fetish club and demanding an audience with the owner. Especially after watching an intense online scene of the notorious Dom bringing a submissive to her knees.

Kochran Duke is weary of always being in control, but meeting Maddy rekindles his pleasure in what had become strictly business. And instead of making him jealous, seeing her submit to his old friend Ezra has him aching for something he didn’t even know he was searching for.

The kind of heartbreak Ezra’s lived through changes a man. Maddy makes him crave a life he thought he’d put behind him for good. Watching her with Kochran only fuels his desires, rousing the caged beast within.

Fortunately at Noble House, virtually any fantasy can become reality.


“A playfully sexy m/m/f novel with an intriguing plot and an outstanding Dominant/submissive trio. Recommended for fans of nuanced depictions of BDSM with emotional depth and happy endings.”

“The erotic power exchange as well as the budding relationship is captivating.”

“What Madeline Kochran and Ezra have together in this book is FANTABULOUS. OMG it will melt your kindle.”

“This story takes fantasy and makes it reality.”

“Maddy, Ezra and Kochran, all had these intense emotional connections with each other and that being a triad made sense together. Added bonus for geeky coding and also getting over past emotional trauma.”

“It’s an emotional rollercoaster and I loved every second of it.”


A high-level pass of the video stats indicated there had been two views. The numbers weren’t concrete evidence Maddy and Kochran had watched from their admin accounts, though. Maddy, yes. Ezra wholeheartedly believed she’d seen it. But given Kochran’s propensity for not resetting the generic system-assigned password, and leaving his computer unlocked and vulnerable while he was away, it could have been anyone.

However, the fact Ezra hadn’t been ordered to report to Kochran’s office gave him hope. If Kochran had watched, he would have to admit he had in order to scold Ezra. And that kind of information…

Ezra would have to find out more later, because it was obvious Maddy had done more. The guilty look on her face had confirmed her play time when he’d come back into the room. He could also smell the faint scent of her arousal while he’d pretended to work.

Had she imagined herself in the room with him? Watching? On her knees? Bound at his mercy? Ezra could give her each of those things. Could fulfill whatever fantasies she had. Give her the sweet edge of submission Kochran wasn’t interested in because the man played so hard and fast.

Both men could give her the whole experience she perhaps craved.

Ezra was so far gone over this woman. Had been since the instant he’d seen her yelling at Kochran. He’d been determined to stay away until he’d seen them talking at Vanilla. The challenge had awakened something inside Ezra. An unshakable desire not to prove who was the more alpha Dom, but to see which of them could give Maddy what she craved.

Make her scream the loudest.

When he looked up he caught her staring. She blinked a few times but didn’t look away. He’d gotten off imagining her working in his office without a stitch of clothing on. Fantasized about sinking between her thighs. Feasting on her while she fumbled through lines of code. But she wasn’t the only one—he also thought about fucking Kochran. Holding the owner of the club in his arms, angling his body in such a way that allowed for deeper, harder thrusts. Power flooded Ezra, made him utter a guttural curse as he worked all three of them closer to the edge.

He hadn’t thought about sex with two other people in a long time. Hadn’t wanted command in equally as long. He couldn’t resist anymore. By keying in that code, making sure they’d watched him pleasuring himself, he’d set a plan in motion that he couldn’t walk away from.

Damn if he wanted to.

He shook off the trailing threads of his fantasy and focused on the reality sitting in front of him.

“I don’t want things to get weird between us, Ezra, but I thought you should know I like you.” She licked her lips, sighing. “I just—I’m not sure what else to say. You’re married. Makes things complicated.”

“Doesn’t have to be complex.” When she remained silent, he gave her a warm smile. “I’m a widower, Maddy. My wife passed a few years ago.”

Her eyes lost focus for a second, then cleared. “I’m so sorry to hear that. You must have loved her very much.”

“She was my life. My everything.” This wasn’t the time to purge a few more emotions, so he cleared his throat. “Does the fact we work together bother you?” She nodded, so he continued, “I’m glad we do. Since that first day, I haven’t been able to stop thinking what it would be like to touch you. I leave the office every night with a hard-on because watching you work on my code makes me hot.”

He watched her swallow hard as his blunt words sank in. She rose, walking toward him with those shapely legs taunting him with each stride. She paused at the corner of his desk, ran her tongue against the seam of her lips.

Fuck, that’s an invitation if I ever saw one…

He raised his left hand slowly, toying with the loose ties of her sweatpants, wanting to see if she flinched. She didn’t. She simply gazed at him with those round eyes. He tugged harder, his mouth watering at the sliver of skin he’d exposed. He pulled harder until her waistband wrapped her thighs. She sucked in a breath, her skin pebbling with goose bumps as the soft fabric trailed lower until it puddled around her ankles. Gaze still trained on hers, he traced his thumb over the seam where her thigh met her pelvis where her pulse beat. Her flush deepened, her breathing growing rapid.

“Do you like me touching you?”

Her lips parted, her tongue darting out to sweep over her bottom lip. He wanted to kiss the glistening trail she’d left.

“Yes.”

Her answer was so soft he thought he’d imagined it. “Noble House isn’t the place to be quiet.”

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