This series ends on a HEA but book 1 to 5 has a cliffhanger.

AUTHOR:  C. P. Mandara – Author’s Books HERE

IS THIS SERIES COMPLETE? Yes!

GENRE: (You Can Click On Each Genre To Find More In That Category)  Erotic, Dark, Potential Triggers, Menage/Love Triangle, Non-Consent, Abuse, BDSM, Slavery, Vengeance

TITLE: SPARKS

SERIES: BDSM SPECIAL AGENT

PAGES:  293

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AMAZON USA: HERE

AUDIBLE: N/A

MY STAR RATING

5/5

SYNOPSIS

O…M…G…

This series had all of the dirtiest, kinkiest, and darkest BDSM scenes I have ever read in one book. 

ALL. OF. THEM!

Wanna know what this series explores? Check out this list:

Spanking. – With ALL manner of whips, paddles, belts, floggers. You name it, it’s in there.

Needle/Piercing Play. – One word: Corset

Extreme Edging! My clit hurt just reading some of these scenes.

Sexual Torture.

All kinds of bondage. Ropes, Silk, Cuffs…

Knife Play.

Sounding & Catheterising.

Complete Submissive & Slavery.

Knife Play.

I could go on, but I’m pretty sure you catch ma drift, right?

Not only was it sexy and dirty as hell…the story was amazing, the characters were amazing, the world-building was amazing and it kept me obsessed all the way through 6 feckin’ books!

Which is not easy to do.

LOIS

Lois is one kick-ass assassin. I LOVE her.

She knows her mind, she knows her body, she knows her guns and she knows all kinds of martial arts, and she is not afraid to use them all.

What she didn’t know much about was the submissive/slave & BDSM lifestyle.

Her next job requires her to go undercover as a submissive slave in a very illegal and dangerous club filled with utter sick and cruel sociopathic cunts.

Five minutes with these guys as well as a pair of tweezers and a cheese grater…that’s all I’m asking!

Anyway, she needs to become a convincing sub who has at least 1 year of submissive training in order to get the highest bids in the illegal auction and then be shipped off to Carte Blanche (the slave club thingy) to find and assassinate the leader, Alain Dumortier.

So she goes to this company that specialises in training people in the BDSM lifestyle and that’s where she meets James.

Jesus-Fucking-Christ on a motorbike!

And…yup…I just jizzed in ma knickers…again.

From this point on her life got turned upside down and inside out.

It gets dark. Very fucking dark. And very fucking hot.

This woman is my hero and I wish I was her, lol!

I have never ‘met’ a more stubborn and admirable heroine. Ever.

JAMES

You know who I think of while reading about James?

David Gandy.

David

You’re welcome.

James is the ultimate Dom and he knows his shit.

That’s not all he is though and he’s full of surprises…that I just can not tell you about without giving too much away!

He’s very elusive and refuses to let his guard down, especially around Lois and it drives her nuts because she can read (and pummel) everyone else but this guy.

He puts her through the wringer and their relationship keeps you flicking through the pages while giving your right-hand fingers a cramp…ya ken?

One-handed reading and all that 🙂 

His thumbs then grazed the pad of my palms, and I felt my ovaries bleat in great eagerness to spread this man’s seed. I gave them a stern talking to.

ADIE

Ooft. This is one very sick puppy.

One very sick and sexy as hell puppy.

Again I can’t go into too much detail with his story without giving stuff away but he is so intrigued by Lois and how much pain she can take…even when he brings out the knives.

His story is not what it appears to be and he’s like an onion…bear with me here, lol.

He’s like an onion in that he has so many layers and makes you fuckin’ cry in pain!

Gah! These guys!

The man was a sick, depraved, and utterly twisted sex addict. He had a tight ring of security that surrounded him at all times and rarely left the confines of his underground club – Carte Blanche. Oh, and he also happened to be a psychopath. Good combination, right? Out of all the men and women I’d been contracted to kill in the past, none had ever been so deserving of death as Dumortier.

SEX SCENES

Okay, if you’ve read any of my reviews, you know I like to pick my favourite sex scenes and post a wee excerpt.

But this series – every single book in this series – was packed FULL of the darkest, kinkiest and hottest sex!

I know it’s a lot to read but I’ve picked out two scenes that I kinda pulled a muscle reading…

Scene 1

“What do you think, Alain? Can we make her beg?”    “Never had a problem making a woman beg before, and I don’t think tonight will be the exception.” Somehow, I had the awful feeling they were right.    “Think she can take the two of us at once?” James asked.    “Does she have a choice?” Adie raised his eyebrows.    “No.” James angled himself so he could slide his cock along my lips. Oh fuck. This was really happening. I let out an involuntary moan. “Okay, here’s how it works, Alain. No cock goes inside my little whore until she begs for it first. Let’s see how long the bitch lasts.” Oh, God.     Adie took James at his word, of course. With his cock pressed up tight against my entrance, he buried his fingers in my ass and pussy and began thrusting away happily. The index finger on his other hand began to torment my already over-sensitised clit. Meanwhile, James ran his cock backwards and forwards along my lips, slowly pumping himself with his hand. The slight, salty taste of his pre-cum drove me wild.    “No,” I whimpered, battling against my restraints as I tried to move away from Adie’s fingers. “No, no, no.”    “She gets nothing until she begs,” James warned, and that was the catalyst for Adie’s fingers to sink even deeper inside me.     “You can’t do this,” I wailed, thrashing away crazily, almost unable to think.    “Ah, but you can fuck another man while your husband is away at work? If you can do that, believe me when I say I can do this.” James’s fingers had now worked their way underneath my bra, unfastening the single clip that held it together. Then both of his hands were on my breasts, kneading and stroking my tender flesh. When he grabbed both nipples with his forefingers and thumbs, I yelped.    “I’m waiting.” Rolling the little points in his fingertips, he then pinched them painfully tightly, and I arched my body upwards off the table, nearly pulling my wrists and ankles off in the process. Adie’s fingers on my clit were now working me into a frenzy I had no way of controlling, and my eyes were glazing over as I was about to fall headlong into my first orgasm.    “Don’t you dare let her come.” Adie’s fingers stopped abruptly. My impending orgasm waned painfully as no further stimulus was forthcoming, and my animosity for James increased tenfold.    “We’re waiting,” was all he said as he zipped up his crotch.

Scene 2

Squirming madly under the single finger inside me, unsure of whether I was feeling pleasure or pain at his touch, James slapped my backside again. It was hard enough that I stilled instantly.  “Stop that. It’s only a little plug, and I’ll go slowly. If you keep thrashing around, I’ll get the crop out, and believe me when I say you won’t like that much.” I believed him. Lying as still as I could, I panted heavily as one finger became two. James didn’t play fair. He had one hand underneath me working my clit whilst this was going on, not to mention the dildo that was playing havoc with my internal organs. I curled my body up as tight as a bowstring and felt each jarring movement within me. “Shh, Lois. Stop fighting me. It’ll go easier on you if you relax.” I took him at his word, mainly because my body was tired of being held so rigidly. Once I’d gotten used to the feeling of his fingers inside me, I was surprised to find he was right. Loosening up my muscles and allowing myself to lie back down on the bench, it wasn’t long before I found myself close to orgasm again. There were delicious licks of pleasure flowing throughout my body, and the vibrations were heavenly. Just as I thought I might explode, however, something cold was pressed up against my back passage, and before I had time to tense, James pushed it quickly forward. It slid in easily enough, bar the last centimetre or so, which was splintering pain, but the pressure of James’s hand was unrelenting, and I had no option but to accept it inside me. The heavy pressure now bearing down made my ass rocket up into the air, and I yelped.  “Take it out,” I whimpered. My hips bounced against the bench as if that might somehow dislodge the intruder, but it didn’t move an inch.  “You’re not the one who gives the orders around these parts. Try to remember that.” He then twirled the plug around inside me, and I grimaced.

FINAL THOUGHTS on SPARKS by C.P. Mandara

Although this series was chock-a-block with intensely sexy scenes and had no shortage of tongue in cheek humour, it also got extremely dark and fucked up. Which, of course, I loved!

I actually learned a lot while reading this series! Hahaha!

Absolutely loved it and will be adding all of C.P. Mandara’s books to my TBR mountain.

5 Stars

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