She Hearts Books: Blog Tour - Beg For Mercy by Lucian Bane

My Thoughts

Lucian has seriously outdone himself with this scorching hot mindf*ck of a series. In this part of Sade and Mercy's story, they alone with Bo are recovering from the time spent with the monster Abraham that has them all twisted up. Sade has reverted back to his pain seeking self, Mercy has some mind altering issues, and poor Bo. Just poor Bo. Not only are they dealing with all that came along with that nightmare, but some family has come into their circle to further mess with their minds. Sade and Mercy are back to therapy where they started out and damn there are some super steamy moments along with the scary. Mercy will never give up on Sade and is willing to do anything to help him find his sweet again. What actually pushes through Sade's walls was shocking and broke my heart. Their story is quite the rollercoaster ride that you just don't want to end. I couldn't put it down and wanted more. I loved their story.

I give Beg for Mercy 5 hearts!

The fight is on in this installment, Mercy is holding nothing back in her endeavor to prove to Sade he can experience love and pleasure. Sade, however has other plans and his darkness is front and center in them.

Meanwhile, Father Abraham is still on the loose with a score to settle with them all and no one is safe from his wrath.

Will love conquer all in this story? Can the heart really be used to recondition the brain? Find out what happens in this Dark Conclusion.

**For Mature Audiences Only**

Heat throbbed in his muscles as he made his way to the house. “Yeah, you’re excused,” Kane muttered behind him, low laughter in his voice.

With every step toward Mercy, his body tensed with wild urges. Flashes of her naked body accompanied his search on the lower floor. A sheen of sweat covered him as he took the stairs slowly, quietly, two at a time. Terror set his pulse at a furious thunder as the animal inside got ready to play. But there was something unfamiliar about it. The thing inside wanted to hunt. Wanted to terrify. It wanted to trap and capture. Sade’s breath became ragged with the urges burning him.

He fought the devils in his mind with every step he took. But he could feel the new depth he crept around in. The new layer of sick just below the old one. Fuck. Where it came from, what and why, wasn’t important in that second. It was what would it ask of him? Demand of him?

Reaching the landing of the second floor, the answer to that question sang with a deadly hum in his blood. It sang irrelevant. It’s alllllll irrelevant, Sade. Because there was no turning back now. His body moved stealthily, right through the turmoil in his muscles as he fought to negotiate and beg for a safe balance.

He slowly opened her bedroom door and peeked in. God, fuck. She was naked. Face down on the bed, inciting a riot in his already unstable body. Unmoving, he waited for his body to clue him in on its intentions. He carefully closed the door and locked it then made his way to her bed, stifling the hungry grunt that fought to escape at seeing her naked like that. Felt like forever that he’d let himself look at her. And now, that brutal denial was kicking his ass, making him work for his oxygen.

He approached from the left side of the bed and let his eyes get their hungry fill. Slowly. She was splayed out, arms extended at both sides, one leg partially off the bed like she’d nearly missed when collapsing onto it. Why had she gotten naked? Jealousy made his cock ache and he slowly removed his t-shirt, wanting to savor every second of what he was doing. All night. At least he hoped whatever had a hold insisted he go all night. He was past the point of caring about how far he might go and what he might do, he just cared that he was doing it. Finally. Finally he’d have his Mercy, he’d have the fuck out of her. And the rest… well, he’d deal with that devil when he reached that fiery crossroad.

Sade removed his pants next, his eyes on her succulent ass. At that moment, his cock jerked with an undeniable need and hunger. To be buried in that tight heat. He let his groan go, not caring about silence.

He walked slowly to the other side of the bed, waiting for his body to tell him what he’d do first. His heart hammered as desires for too many things scrambled for his selection. He wanted everything. He wanted it slow and fast, soft and so very fucking hard.

He paused next to the bed. What if she didn’t cooperate?

The thought brought a slow burning in his muscles, telling him how he’d handle that. He’d have it. That’s all he knew, that’s all he allowed himself to know. And if it triggered other things… he’d deal with it. Either way, he was going to explore what crawled through his blood.