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  Knot a Chance

  Doms of The Covenant Book 3

  Samantha A. Cole

  Suspenseful Seduction Publishing

  Contents

  Who’s Who and the History of Trident Security and The Covenant

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Epilogue

  Other Books By Samantha A. Cole

  Author’s Note

  About the Author

  Who’s Who and the History of Trident Security and The Covenant

  ***While not every character is in every book, these are the ones with the most mentions throughout the series. This guide will help keep readers straight about who’s who.

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  Trident Security (TS) is a private investigative and military agency, co-owned by Ian and Devon Sawyer. With governmental and civilian contracts, the company got its start when the brothers and a few of their teammates from SEAL Team Four retired to the private sector. The original six-man team is referred to as the Sexy Six-Pack, as they were dubbed by Kristen Sawyer, née Anders, or the Alpha Team. They, along with Ian and Devon’s brother, Nick, are now shareholders in the business. Trident had since expanded and former members of the military and law enforcement have been added to the staff. The company is located on a guarded compound, which was a former import/export company cover for a drug trafficking operation in Tampa, Florida. Three warehouses on the property were converted into large apartments, the TS offices, gym, and bunk rooms. There is also an obstacle course, a Main Street shooting gallery, a helicopter pad, and more features necessary for training and missions.

  In addition to the security business, there is a fourth warehouse that now houses an elite BDSM club, co-owned by Devon, Ian, and their cousin, Mitch Sawyer, who is the manager. A lot of time and money has gone into making The Covenant the most sought after membership in the Tampa/St. Petersburg area and beyond. Members are thoroughly vetted before being granted access to the elegant club.

  There are currently over fifty Doms who have been appointed Dungeon Masters (DMs), and they rotate two or three shifts each throughout the month. At least four DMs are on duty at all times at various posts in the pit, playrooms, and the new garden, with an additional one roaming around. Their job is to ensure the safety of all the submissives in the club. They step in if a sub uses their safeword and the Dom in the scene doesn’t hear or heed it, and make sure the equipment used in scenes isn’t harming the subs.

  The Covenant’s security team takes care of everything else that isn’t scene-related, and provides safety for all members and are essentially the bouncers. With the recent addition of the garden, and more private, themed rooms, the owners have expanded their self-imposed limit of 350 members. The fire marshal had approved them for 500 when the warehouse-turned-kink club first opened, but the cousins had intentionally kept that number down to maintain an elite status. Now with more room, they are increasing the membership to 500, still under the new maximum occupancy of 720.

  Between Trident Security and The Covenant there’s plenty of romance, suspense, and steamy encounters. Come meet the Sexy Six-Pack, their friends, family, and teammates.

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  The Sexy Six-Pack (Alpha Team)

  and Their Significant Others

  Ian “Boss-man” Sawyer: Devon and Nick’s brother; retired Navy SEAL; co-owner of Trident Security and The Covenant; husband/Dom of Angelina (Angel); father of Peyton Marie.

  Devon “Devil Dog” Sawyer: Ian and Nick’s brother; retired Navy SEAL; co-owner of Trident Security and The Covenant; husband/Dom of Kristen; father of John Devon “JD.”

  Ben “Boomer” Michaelson: retired Navy SEAL; explosives and ordnance specialist; husband/Dom of Katerina; son of Rick and Eileen.

  Jake “Reverend” Donovan: retired Navy SEAL; temporarily assigned to run the West Coast team; sniper; husband/Dom of Nick; brother of Mike; Whip Master at The Covenant.

  Brody “Egghead” Evans: retired Navy SEAL; computer specialist; husband/Dom of Fancy.

  Marco “Polo” DeAngelis: retired Navy SEAL; communications specialist and back up helicopter pilot; husband/Dom of Harper; father to Mara.

  Nick “Junior” Donovan (nee Sawyer): Ian and Devon’s brother; current Navy SEAL; husband/submissive of Jake.

  Kristen “Ninja-girl” Sawyer: author of romance/suspense novels; wife/submissive of Devon; mother of “JD.”

  Angelina “Angie/Angel” Sawyer: graphic artist; wife/submissive of Ian; mother of Petyon Marie.

  Katerina “Kat” Michaelson: dog trainer for law enforcement and private agencies; wife/submissive of Boomer.

  Millicent “Harper” DeAngelis: lawyer; wife/submissive of Marco; mother of Mara.

  Francine “Fancy” Maguire: baker; wife/submissive of Brody.

  Extended Family, Friends, and

  Associates of the Sexy Six-Pack

  Mitch Sawyer: Cousin of Ian, Devon, and Nick; co-owner/manager of The Covenant, Dom to Tyler and Tori.

  T. Carter: US spy and assassin; works for covert agency Deimos; Dom of Jordyn.

  Jordyn Alvarez: US spy and assassin; member of covert agency Deimos; submissive of Carter.

  Tyler Ellis: Stockbroker; lifestyle switch—Dom of Tori; submissive of Mitch.

  Tori Freyja: K9 trainer for veterans in need of assistance/service dogs; submissive of Mitch and Tyler.

  Parker Christiansen: owner of New Horizons Construction; husband/Dom of Shelby; adoptive father of Franco and Victor.

  Shelby Christiansen: stay-at-home mom; two-time cancer survivor; wife/submissive of Parker; adoptive mother of Franco and Victor.

  Curt Bannerman: retired Navy SEAL; owner of Halo Customs, a motorcycle repair and detail shop; husband of Dana; stepfather of Ryan, Taylor, Justin, and Amanda. Lives in Iowa.

  Dana Prichard-Bannerman: teacher; widow of retired SEAL Eric Prichard; wife of Curt; mother of Ryan, Taylor, Justin, and Amanda. Lives in Iowa.

  Jenn “Baby-girl” Mullins: college student; goddaughter of Ian; “niece” of Devon, Brody, Jake, Boomer, and Marco; father was a Navy SEAL; parents murdered.

  Mike Donovan: owner of the Irish pub, Donovan’s; brother of Jake; submissive to Charlotte.

  Charlotte “Mistress China” Roth: Parole officer; Domme and Whip Master at The Covenant; Domme of Mike.

  Travis “Tiny” Daultry: former professional football player; head of security at The Covenant and Trident compound; occasional bodyguard for TS.

  Doug “Bullseye” Henderson: retired Marine; head of the Personal Protection Division of TS.

  Rick and Eileen Michaelson: Boomer’s parents; guardians of Alyssa. Rick is a retired Navy SEAL.

  Charles “Chuck” and Marie Sawyer: Ian, Devon, and Nick’s parents. Charles is a self-made real estate billionaire. Marie is a plastic surgeon involved with Operation Smile.

  Will Anders: Assistant Curator of the Tampa Museum of Art Kristen Anders’s cousin.

  Dr. Roxanne London: pediatrician; Domme/wife (Mistress Roxy) of Kayla; Whip Master at Covenant.

  Kayla London: social worker; submissive/wife of Roxanne.

  Grayson and Remington Mann: twi
ns; owners of Black Diamond Records; Doms/fiancés of Abigail; members of The Covenant.

  Abigail Turner: personal assistant at Black Diamond Records; submissive/fiancée of Gray and Remi.

  Chase Dixon: retired Army Ranger; owner of Blackhawk Security; associate of TS.

  Reggie Helm: lawyer for TS and The Covenant; Dom/husband of Colleen.

  Alyssa Wagner: teenager saved by Jake from an abusive father; lives with Rick and Eileen Michaelson; attending nursing school.

  Dr. Trudy Dunbar: Psychologist.

  Carl Talbot: college professor; Dom and Whip Master at The Covenant.

  Jase Atwood: Contract agent/mercenary; Lives on the island of St. Lucia; Dom of Brie.

  Brie Hanson: Owner of Daddy-O’s in St. Lucia; submissive of Jase.

  Stefan Lundquist: Lieutenant Commander US Coast Guard; Dom; Shibari Master.

  Cassandra Myers: Cardiac Rehabilitation Technician; attending nursing school; submissive.

  The Omega Team and

  Their Significant Others

  Cain “Shades” Foster: retired Secret Service agent.

  Tristan “Duracell” McCabe: retired Army Special Forces.

  Logan “Cowboy” Reese: retired Marine Special Forces; former prisoner of war. Boyfriend/Dom of Dakota.

  Valentino “Romeo” Mancini: retired Army Special Forces; former FBI Hostage Rescue Team (HRT) member.

  Darius “Batman” Knight: retired Navy SEAL.

  Kip “Skipper” Morrison: retired Army; former LAPD SWAT sniper.

  Lindsey “Costello” Abbott: retired Marine; sniper.

  Dakota Swift: Tampa PD undercover police officer; submissive girlfriend to Logan.

  Tahira: Princess of Timasur; wife of Darius.

  Trident Support Staff

  Colleen McKinley-Helm: office manager of TS; wife/submissive of Reggie.

  Tempest “Babs” Van Buren: retired Air Force helicopter pilot; TS mechanic.

  Russell Adams: retired Navy; assistant TS mechanic.

  Nathan Cook: former computer specialist with the National Security Agency (NSA).

  Members of Law Enforcement

  Larry Keon: Assistant Director of the FBI.

  Frank Stonewall: Special Agent in Charge of the Tampa FBI.

  Calvin Watts: Leader of the FBI HRT in Tampa.

  Colt Parrish: Major Case Specialist, Behavioral Analysis Unit.

  The K9s of Trident

  Beau: An orphaned Lab/Pit mix, rescued by Ian. Now a trained K9 who has more than earned his spot on the Alpha Team.

  Spanky: A rescued Bullmastiff with a heart of gold, owned by Parker and Shelby.

  Jagger: A rescued Rottweiler trained as an assistance/service animal for Russell.

  FUBAR: A Belgian Malinois who failed aggressive guard dog training. Adopted by Babs.

  BDSM: Bravo, Delta, Sierra, and Mike, two Belgian Malinoises and two German shepherds, the guard dogs at the Trident compound: Ian named them using the military communication’s alphabet.

  1

  “Red.”

  Stefan Lundquist’s hand froze at the whispered word. The pen he was holding was an inch away from the contract he’d been about to sign, renewing his Dominant/submissive relationship with Cassandra Myers for another month. His brow furrowed, as he was unsure he’d heard her correctly. “What did you say, Cassie?”

  There was a long moment of silence as they sat across from each other at his dining room table. Stefan had invited her over to sign the contract, have some dinner, then play for a while, and she’d arrived only a few minutes ago. After the contract was out of the way and they’d eaten, he’d planned on trying a new Shibari design on the beautiful submissive’s naked body before burying himself deep inside her. But if she’d said what he thought she’d just said, then none of that was going to happen. He darkened his tone. “I expect an answer, Cassandra. Look at me and repeat yourself.”

  The twenty-nine-year-old blonde swallowed hard before her eyelids lifted and her gaze met his. Stefan’s gut clenched when he saw her hazel eyes were filled with unshed tears. Cassandra’s voice was barely any louder when she spoke again. “I said, ‘red,’ Sir.”

  Stefan had no idea what was going on. They’d been in a D/s relationship for ten months now. On the ninth of each month, they’d sat down and discussed any changes either wanted to make on their contract before signing it for another four weeks. He’d thought tonight would be no different, but Cassandra obviously didn’t agree.

  Dropping the pen atop the papers in front of him, he leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and stared at the sub. She was what Stefan’s father would call “a stunner.” Her long, blonde locks fell just below her shoulder blades, and he had to put them in a ponytail before he tied her up when they played, so they were out of his way. A smattering of freckles dusted her nose and cheeks. Her bow-shaped lips were made to be kissed, and there were moments in the past when he’d completely lost track of time while exploring her mouth with his own. The neckline of her shirt was wide and curved, exposing the porcelain skin of her shoulders and neck. As for the rest of her body, the woman had curves that gave most men whiplash as she sashayed past them. At five feet five, she was eight inches shorter than him, unless she was wearing one of the several pairs of fuck-me heels she owned. Stefan loved when she wore them with nothing else on but his collar and ropes. Unfortunately, it appeared he wouldn’t be seeing her dressed like that in the future.

  “Why are you saying your safeword, little pixie? And, please, speak up.”

  She cleared her throat and straightened her back. Her voice was stronger this time but still worrisome. “I-I’m sorry, Sir, but I don’t want to renew our contract this month.” Her lip trembled, and Stefan tried to figure out why. Was she scared of what he was going to do or say? He’d never given her a reason to be afraid of him. Was she nervous for some other reason? Or was she about to lie to him? “I-I’ve had a lot of fun these past few months, but—but I’d rather not be collared by you or anyone else for a while, Sir.”

  Her gaze dropped to the table, and Stefan ground his teeth together, trying to keep his frustration in check. Damn it. Things had been going great with her. She was the most responsive sub he’d had in a long time when it came to Shibari. She loved being wrapped in his rope designs. The less she could move, the more explosive her orgasms when he finally allowed her to come. What had changed? They’d both gone into the relationship with a clear understanding. Each contract lasted exactly one month. They played either in his townhouse or at The Covenant, the elite BDSM club in Tampa they both belonged to. Cassandra waitressed there three evenings a week, four hours per shift, earning her a dramatic reduction on her membership fees in addition to tips. He knew that after living expenses, there wasn’t much left over in her pay from her full-time career as a cardiac rehabilitation technician, so the extra job helped her financially and gave her access to the club.

  “Cassie, eyes on me.” An experienced sub, her response to his command was instantaneous. “You’re my submissive until midnight tonight. Until I give you leave, you will follow protocol. Now, why don’t you want to be collared anymore?”

  She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, but her gaze stayed on his. “I’ve decided to go back to school, Sir, for nursing, and I won’t have time for anything else between classes and work.”

  Okay, this wasn’t as bad as he’d thought it was. As her Dom, he could help her. Stefan had recently been promoted to the rank of lieutenant commander in the Coast Guard. While military pay wasn’t the greatest, the truth was, he didn’t need it. His family came from old money, and a trust fund, which he rarely touched, had been set up for him by his grandfather shortly after Stefan had been born. None of his friends or fellow club members knew about his family’s wealth, except The Covenant’s three owners, Ian and Devon Sawyer, and their cousin Mitch. Their security guru, Brody Evans, also knew, since he’d done the extensive background check on Stefan during the application process. All members and emplo
yees of The Covenant were completely vetted to help maintain privacy and safety, so any skeletons in an applicant’s closet were sure to be found.

  Despite his family’s money, Stefan had been drawn to the military from a young age, although he couldn’t recall what had originally set him on the path to enlisting. It was just something he’d always wanted to do. While his family had tried to encourage him to attend law school, like his older sister, Elin, Stefan had signed up for the Coast Guard following his college education, which allowed him to enlist as an officer. Years vacationing in Martha’s Vineyard had given him his love for the ocean, and the USCG had given him a better chance of serving on a ship or in a port while remaining in the US. At the time, that’d been important to him. Stefan had always been close to his maternal grandparents, and his greatest fear had been not being stationed near enough to get to them quickly if something had happened to either of them. His grandmother had passed away nine years ago, but he’d been stationed in New Jersey and able to get to the hospital in time to say goodbye to her. Unfortunately, without any warning, his grandfather had died of a heart attack four years later. While Stefan hadn’t seen him before he passed, he’d been able to attend the funeral without the huge hassle of traveling from somewhere on the other side of the world.

  Stefan ran a hand over his salt-and-pepper crewcut. Like his father before him, he’d started going gray five years ago at the age of thirty-three. He didn’t mind, though, because if he let his hair grow out, it was still thick and didn’t recede at all. Quite a few friends from high school had already gone partially or completely bald, and he was glad he wasn’t one of them. Not that he was vain. He just knew what he looked like completely bald after he and most of the men at The Covenant had shaved their heads in support of a pretty sub named Shelby when she’d been going through chemo. Thankfully, she’d beaten her cancer, but it’d been pretty funny to see all those polished heads before everyone’s hair had started growing back.