Once upon a time, I asked a trusted fellow reviewer which BDSM book she would recommend if she had to pick only one from the countless ones she has read so far, and this was her choice. Now, that’s all the convincing I needed to start reading this book immediately, but I was also dying of curiosity to see for myself what made this story so unique that a seasoned reader of the genre would single it out so adamantly. Well, let me tell you, I get it, I am now singling it out myself and would recommend it to anyone looking for an impressively written, intensely emotional and flaming-hot story that somehow manages to melt your heart and make you tingle to the tips of your toes all at the same time. It might be set within a BDSM framework, and the plotline relies heavily on this theme, but this book takes taboo to a whole new level of literary excellence. I am not ashamed to say that this was one of the most romantic books I have ever read and will forever remember it as that.
“I can take care of you, cherish you, and not consider you weak.”
Unlike the vast majority of books in this genre, the dominant in this relationship is the female lead character and her counterpart is a somewhat unorthodox version of a male submissive – he is a policeman who dominates in all other aspects of his life, but enjoys handing over control in the bedroom, albeit preserving his powerful alpha tendencies.
“This man was big. Over six feet, the broadness in his shoulders was enough to accelerate her heart rate. He was pure male animal. No matter what soap, deodorant or cologne he used, he wouldn’t be able to obliterate the scent. He was powerful, a predator, but what made him absolutely irresistible to her, overriding her common sense, was that he was a sexual submissive. An alpha wolf who chose the role of beta in the bedroom, but only for the right woman.”
When his latest murder case takes him into one of the most upscale and private BDSM clubs in the city, Mackenzie meets Violet, a young Domme with limited experience in the lifestyle, but a true dominant at the core of her sexual identity. He catches her eye immediately, his unmistakable submissive nature in stark contrast to his commanding alpha presence, and she is drawn to him like a moth to a flame.
“She wanted to tame the stallion that could not be tamed.”
What starts as a cover for Mackenzie and an itch to be scratched for Violet, quickly escalates into something neither of them expected to find but their reaction to each other is off the charts. As Violet slowly strips him of his defensive armour, Mackenzie finally starts truly embracing his submissive proclivities, drawing pleasure, both physical as well as emotional, from exposing his vulnerabilities to his Mistress and surrendering all control. Violet is a skilled dominant, her emotional strength capable of bringing a man twice her size to his knees and obliterating his resolve. She methodically unlocks his guarded heart by bringing his body to its limits.
“You won’t use me or survive me, Mackenzie… When I’m done with you, you’ll belong to me. Heart, cock and soul.”
This is a delicious and highly addictive tale of two people connecting on every possible level, and finding their natural place in a world that would judge them for their innate sexual tastes. Drawn to each other like two bright stars in the sky, they collide creating a supernova of emotions, but instead of just leaving shapeless remnants of who they used to be in the aftermath of that collision, they rebuild each other, they make each other stronger, and they “create a whole new universe” to be themselves in.
“You’re tearing me into pieces, sugar.”
“And I’ll know how to put them together,”
This is one those perfect books – a perfect balance of plot, character development, sexual chemistry between the characters and flawless writing style. There’s a subtle philosophical undercurrent all throughout the storyline, a gentle critique of the D/s lifestyle and its drawbacks, and Ms Hill’s take on it is as inspiring as it is profound. This book owned me, body and soul, and it commanded every single heartbeat in my chest while I was reading it. I can envision myself re-reading it over and over again.
“… she’d found the fairy tale, someone who would share her life as well as her bed, someone who understood what she was, who she was. All the corners and rooms.”