Kieran
My relationship with Jared has lasted too long. He’s mesmerizing, beautiful in his devotion, pure in his need. He reaches parts of me I thought no longer existed, places I’d never known were there. His submission is a gift. His cries of pleasure and pain call to the most primal parts of me. I want to inhale him, own him, mark him as mine. He’s my boy and I need to be his Daddy, but my fear holds me back. I’ll fail him like I’ve failed everyone else I’ve loved. Before that happens, I’ll walk away.
Jared
I’ve never known security, love, or true pleasure before Kieran. With every touch, every command, every second of blissful, torturous pain, my heart grows and my soul is at peace. He protects me, spoils me, gives me what I need. Still, in some ways, he’s closed off and won’t let me in. But Kieran’s given me strength. I’ve evolved, and won’t accept less than I deserve…and I won’t let Daddy accept less than he deserves, either.
It’s a delicate balance: give and take, pleasure and pain. Together we can break each other down to our purest forms and build each other up again. Kieran always says I’m stronger than I think, but I know that together we’re invincible…if only he’d believe me.
We have two choices: say goodbye or fight for what’s always been out of both our reaches…fulfillment.
Warning: Jared’s Fulfillment contains BDSM elements, domestic discipline, spanking, and daddy kink–without age play–between consenting adults. If any of those things offend you, reading this book might not be a good idea.
Jared’s Evolution and Jared’s Fulfillment must be read in order.
Jared’s Fulfillment is part of the Desires Unleashed collection. Some books in this collection will have darker themes. Please be aware Desires Unleashed are er*tic and not your typical Riley Hart romance. You can expect the mental and emotional journey to be led by the physical/sexual moments–which will be intense, frequent and kinky.
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Whew. This was definitely one of the hottest, kinkiest books I’ve read. I am so glad that I read book 1 right before I got book 2 so I didn’t have to wait too long (24 whole hours I think!) to see the rest of the story played out.
We met Jared and Keiran in book 1. I won’t replay my review of it, but check it out. Book two is the conclusion of the story. You cannot read this book without reading the first.
Let’s start with the non gushy part of my review. There were definitely parts that were a bit cookie cutter. Like of course that happened like that. But I guess it was necessary to move the story line along, but if it went a different way I would have liked it more. So that was difficult to say without spoilers.
Now to the gushy part. Above all, this story is really character driven. You really get to know these men, both in and out of their relationship. You see them separately and together with friends, at work and alone. With that there is more complexity to the characters than just what they are when they are together. They each introspectively consider why they enjoy different things while coming to the same conclusion- because it is who they are and there is nothing wrong with it.
And the scenes. THE SCENES. My gawd I wondered if my Kindle would catch fire. I hadn’t read a BDSM book that hot (without the whole stereotypical thing) since The Taming of Sleeping Beauty. If you enjoy BDSM, look it up. It’s a classic.
The story line wrapped up a bit quickly for me, but overall, this was an excellent set of books.
4.5 Pieces of Candy
“Turn, Jared. Face me,” I said. I didn’t have to wait for my boy to do as he was told. His body rotated—his soft, brown eyes firmly on mine.
“Good boy.”
There was a flash of pride on his face as I praised him and it suddenly felt as if it had been too long since I told him how good he was. I wanted to tell him that he’d done nothing wrong and even when he made mistakes he was still a good boy. That more of the mistakes were mine than he could possibly realize.
“Come,” I told him.
Jared walked to me slowly. I wrapped my hand around him, and rubbed the soft globes of his ass. He trembled and damned if it didn’t cause me to do the same. He’d unraveled, exposed parts of me I’d thought I’d hidden away, and it was a constant fear raining down on me.
That I would mess up.
That I would hurt him.
That I would fail him.
I pulled my hand away, and stuck my finger in his mouth. “Suck.”
He did automatically, pulling my finger into his mouth and getting it wet. When he finished, I said, “Spread your legs.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
My finger trailed down his crease until it met his pucker. I rubbed it, pushed the tip of my finger in and, as Jared exhaled a breath that rushed out as if it had been trapped for years, I told him, “Daddy missed his hole.”
I worked my finger in deep, in this place we both needed me to be. Jared’s eyes rolled back and he purred, “Please…”
“Please what?” I replied. “Tell me what you need.” It was a selfish request because I knew exactly what he needed, but I wanted to hear the words on his lips. Wanted to feel his breath brush across my skin when he muttered them.
“Please, Daddy. Fuck me.” Jared stepped closer, and rode my thigh.
“Has it been too long since I had you? Since I gave you my load?” It had only been about a week but it felt longer to me. I’d deprived us, I realized. We’d both been struggling and, as a result, I’d stopped providing him with something he needed. I’d done that with my emotions first, and now with my dick.
I was already neglecting my position.
“Yes.” He burrowed his face in my neck, as I continued to finger him. It was drying and I knew it couldn’t be comfortable, but when I tried to pull out, he cried, “No. Please…”
His words hit me in the chest, bounced around in there like an echo I couldn’t block out. He needed me and I so very much, needed the same thing. This had gone farther than I’d expected, deeper than I could have imagined. He’d reached places inside of me I thought I’d ridded myself of long ago.
I was depriving him of the love I knew he sought. Of the experiences and desires I knew he craved.
“I need to feel you inside me. Please, Daddy. Please,” he whispered against my skin.
Riley Hart is the girl who wears her heart on her sleeve. She’s a hopeless romantic, a lover of sexy stories, passionate men, and writing about all the trouble they can get into together.
She loves reading, flawed characters, and hanging out with her husband and children, who she adores. She and her family live in Southern California, soaking up the sunshine while also missing seasons. Not a day goes by that she isn’t thankful she gets to wake up and do what she loves.
Life is good. Riley also writes young adult and new adult under the name Nyrae Dawn.
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