I received an ARC of this book from the publisher in exchange for an honest review and as part of the book’s blog tour promotions.

I really wanted to read this book because it’s the first book on Sierra Cartwright’s new series called The Donovan Dynasty. I don’t regret reading a single page fro. This book because it was hot, sexy, and entertaining. As a first book, it had everything necessary to get a reader’s interest in the series and hook them into reading on to the next books that are set to come out in the future.

Bind features a controlling hero who wanted to possess the heroes he without giving a part of himself as well. Then we have a heroine who knows what she wants and is confident enough in herself to know when to pull back. I also liked the secondary characters who we’re mentioned in the book, particularly the hero’s sister and the heroine’s neighbor.

However, the thing that will capture readers is the chemistry between the main characters. It is as explosive as two people can get. The sex scenes are crazy steamy. Th banter and the dialogue are all good. I read this book in one day. That’s how much I enjoyed it.


It appealed—she appealed—to him on a number of levels. But her suggestion would never work for him. “I have a different view of marriage than you do.”


“I’d want a few things from you in return. Please sit back down.” His words weren’t a polite request.

Seeming to recognize the authority in his words, she complied without hesitation. He considered that a positive first step. “Before you persist with this idea, there are some things you need to know.”

“I’m listening.”

“If we were to get married, we would live together as man and wife.”

“I’ve already said that wouldn’t be necessary.”

“And I’m saying it will be.” He picked up a pen and threaded it through his fingers. “And that point wouldn’t be negotiable. I’d expect you to move into my loft.”

“That seems like a lot of effort. I’d only be moving back out again.”

“Non-negotiable,” he reasserted. “You can accept this term and keep the conversation moving forward, or I can thank you for coming to see me.”

“This isn’t how a negotiation works,” she protested.

“You want something. I’m telling you what I expect in return.”

“You stand to be the biggest winner here,” she said. “I think you can afford to be a bit more magnanimous.”

“I’m afraid that’s not something I’m known for. You’d do well to remember that.”

She opened her mouth as if to speak but closed it again almost right away.

“I will not have speculation about either of us or the nature of our relationship.”


“You won’t be dating other men,” he said bluntly.

She nodded. “As long as you’re discreet, I’m okay with you maintaining your friendships.”

“There would be no cheating in this relationship. For either of us.”

“The hypothetical relationship,” she corrected, feeling a bit breathless.

He was getting to her, unnerving her, giving him the position of strength. Couldn’t be better. “And we would sleep together.”

“I…” She cleared her throat.

“Let me be more specific. We would fuck.”

Her breath caught.

“Often.” He dropped the pen and leaned toward her. “Is that a problem? Hypothetically?”

“No.” She met his gaze. And he heard hesitation in her tone when she added, “None.”

“Hypothetically, what do you know about BDSM?”

“Some,” she admitted. Then her eyes widened. “Are you into it?”

“Into it? I wouldn’t say that.” He waited, choosing his words with great care, moving slowly. It was crucial she understood this and what it meant. He knew that might take time, and he was willing to be as patient as required. “I’m a Dominant. It isn’t something I’m into. It’s part of who I am. A part of my personality.”

“And you’d expect…” She trailed off.

“That you’d be my submissive?” he finished. “Yes.”

She started again. “You’d want…”

“I would.”

Her earlier poise had worn off, and her breathing was ragged. This was what he liked. Women who were honest.







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