About Velvet Glove: Volume V
by Sean Michael
340 pages/85000 words
ISBN: 978-1-60370-736-7, 1-60370-736-0
Available file types - paperback
Welcome back to the Velvet Glove, the most exclusive men's BDSM club in the galaxy! This fifth installment of the Velvet Glove series features In Three to Heal, where Jean is a broken man. He's been practically blinded and terribly scarred by an accident. Alone and angry, he turns to the Glove to take him out of himself for awhile. Club social director Kestrel introduces Jean to committed pair Noel and Richard. Can these two devoted men find a place in their heart for Jean? And can Jean accept them in return?
Rock Stars and Size Queens finds famed singer Angel at the end of his rope. Manager Jax has brought him to the Glove, sedated and undercover, for some rest and a little therapy that only the Glove can provide. Jax hires Dom Roland to take Angel under his wing, then Jax dallies with Minuet, one of the club's best subs, and a bit of a size queen. Can these four men find what they need?
Finally, in Fits Like a Glove, we learn more about Hercules, the owner of the Velvet Glove. The Glove is exclusive, hot and all his. Malachi is the club's head trainer and an extraordinary top. The man has a secret, though, one that Hercules discovers. If it gets out, Malachi's reputation could be ruined, and possibly the Velvet Glove's too. Can Malachi and Hercules maintain a relationship as well as their roles at the club? Or will their needs and desires bring their world crashing down around them?
Sample
Kestrel was a man on a mission.
Well, okay, he was a man on a mission twenty seven thousand times a day, but this was an important mission.
Possibly the most important mission he'd had in at least an hour.
Maybe two.
Mal had met him for lunch and told him their sweet Jean was sad. And, honestly? If Mal noticed? Jean wasn't sad. Jean was devastated. After all, Kestrel loved Mal dearly, but sensitive?
Uh. No.
Not really.
No.
So, the mission? Jean needed a friend.
Kestrel looked over the crowd, tapping his foot. Friend for Jean. Come on, someone. He needed a friend for a big, scarred, scared, stiff, growly, not-sub.
That Mal liked.
Jim caught Kestrel's eye, his lover smiling at someone at the bar and handing over a pair of drinks. It was the little slave the new Top moving into one of the 26th floor apartments had brought with him. Noel, that was the Top’s name and the little sub was... Richard. Sweet, but quiet.
Sweet was good.
And no one said friend meant sex.
No one but Mal.
And Des.
Possibly Hawk.
Kestrel hurried down -- and if he happened to pick friends for Jean that were standing close to his Jim-Love? No one would know.
"Richard! Noel! How are you both?"
"Ah, Kestrel, you really do take a personal interest in the club's guests." Noel gave him a smile. "We're settling in nicely, thank you."
Behind Richard, Jim smiled back at him.
He blushed and nodded at Jim, then focused on his job. "I was wondering if you might have an empty seat at your dinner table this evening. We have a fairly new guest who had a dinner appointment scheduled with Malachi, but Mal was called away."
Away upstairs.
Herc had the weirdest timing.
And didn't Jim look lovely in blue...
He should buy blue sheets.