Five Stars (Desire Island #5) Read Online Claire Thompson

Categories Genre: Dark, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Desire Island Series by Claire Thompson
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Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 41506 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 208(@200wpm)___ 166(@250wpm)___ 138(@300wpm)
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Lightly palming the back of her head, he kissed her neck. As he slid his lips along her skin, a shiver of pleasure moved through her body, stiffening her nipples and moistening her cunt.

When he let her go, she sighed, heat coursing through her veins. “Oh,” she breathed. “That sounds wonderful, Sir.” Her eyes traveled from his face down his strong body to the erection rising visibly in his leather pants. She looked back at his face, flashing a knowing smile.

He grinned back and shrugged. “What can I say? You have that effect on me.” He picked up his cash box from the table. “I think there’s a signup sheet for the wheel because it’s so popular. How about you go sign us up while I take the cash box back to the office for safe keeping?”

“Okay,” Shani agreed, eager for the scene to begin. “I’ll meet you over there. I just have to use the restroom first.”

When Shani reentered the main area after using the bathroom, she looked around at the scenes already in progress at various stations set up in the large dungeon space. She loved the energy of the place, which reminded her of Desire Island. Here, too, was an enclave of like-minded, dedicated participants in the BDSM community. Though she’d only just discovered it, it already felt like home.

While heading toward the bondage wheel, she stopped suddenly, her blood running cold. Her heart began to pound, her lungs constricting at the sight of that curly blond head.

Stop it, she ordered herself. He has no power over you. Not anymore.

The words from her dream the night before returned to her, Adam’s voice echoing in her head. “All you need to do is remember who you are. It’s always been there in your heart, waiting for you to reclaim it, Princess. Take back your name. Take back your power from the coyote.”

Her racing heart slowed, her lungs expanding as she drew in a deep breath. She was Shani, one of the five noble warrior princesses, and no bully boy would ever take that from her again.

She moved closer, trying to determine if it was really him. What she saw didn’t make any sense. The man in question was kneeling on the ground away from Shani, so she couldn’t see his face. He was at the feet of a tall, striking forty-something brunette dressed in a sleek black latex catsuit, a leash in her hand. The leash was attached to the man’s collar, which was all he wore, save for a bright pink leather bondage harness.

Shocked and confused, Shani moved closer, certain she had to be mistaken. Then she saw it. Brandon had a small tattoo on his left shoulder of a pair of metal handcuffs. This man had the identical tattoo. Shani stared, her mouth dry, her heart beating high in her throat.

As if feeling her eyes on him, the man twisted his head back and looked up at her. His unmistakable round blue eyes were ringed in eyeliner, dark mascara on his thick blond lashes. His mouth was smeared with bright pink lipstick.

Shocked, Shani gasped, taking an involuntary step back. She bumped into someone and jumped, gasping reflexively.

“Hey, Princess,” Adam said from behind her as he wrapped his arms comfortingly around her shoulders. “Sorry I startled you.”

Shani remained frozen, unable to tear her eyes away from the confounding sight in front of her.

“Shani?” Adam queried, his voice now tinged with concern. “What is it? Are you okay?”

“Shani?” Brandon echoed—for it was definitely Brandon, as hard as that was for Shani to fathom. His mouth hung open, his eyes wide with surprise. “Is that really you?”

The woman holding his leash gave it a savage jerk, forcing him to whip his head back in her direction. “Stop gawking at your betters, Sissy Brandi,” she said in a stern voice. “I’ll have to punish you for that.”

“Yes, Mistress,” he said at once, hanging his head.

Adam had moved to stand beside Shani, his arm around her shoulders. “What is it? Who is that guy? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“He’s… I… It’s Sir. Brandon. Except it can’t be him… I don’t understand.”

“That’s Brandon Parker? The bastard who terrorized you?” Adam exclaimed, his face creasing with disbelief.

“You’re the one, aren’t you?” the woman said slowly, tilting her head to regard Shani with a critical gaze.

“Sorry?” Shani replied, still trying to make sense of Sir as a sissy boy.

“You’re Shani Youngblood. The one he abused before Rachel. The one who got away.”

“This little prick is Sir?” Adam demanded through clenched teeth. He glanced from Shani back to Brandon. He was fairly vibrating with rage, his hands clenched into fists.

Sir, or rather Brandon—no, Brandi—looked up at Adam with a sad smile of resignation. “I don’t blame you for being angry, Sir,” he said in a small, sad voice. “I deserve whatever you need to do. I won’t stop you.” He lifted his makeup-covered face, as if inviting a blow.


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