BOUND TO HIM, PART 4 Coming Early Next Week!

Okay, okay. So sometimes I get a little excited and get ahead of myself.

I said in a comment on Facebook I think that I hoped to get Bound to Him, Part 4 out before Easter, buuuuuut…

Now that I’m getting down to business, I want to get you the best story I can, so I think a more realistic timeframe is early next week :).

Just wanted to give you guys a head’s up so you know when to expect the next part!

Thanks SO much to all of my fans who’ve written me about this new series! 

Nothing makes me happier then knowing you’re enjoying what I’m writing. I absolutely do it for you guys and hope that it gives you joy. That’s what writing is for me–making people happy, and my best day, making you fall in love. It’s an absolute privilege, and it’s what makes this the best job in the world!

So, happy holiday to those who celebrate it, and thank you all for your support! 🙂

BOUND TO HIM, PART 3 is Now Live!

*cackles with delight*

If you’re anything like me, I think y’all are going to enjoy this one…

BOUND TO HIM, PART 3: THE BILLIONAIRE’S BECK AND CALL is now live in the following stores:

Barnes and Noble

Here’s the description:

Lucy Willcox begins her training…

When Maxwell Pierce said she’d start her training in the office, Lucy didn’t know what to expect. She certainly didn’t expect him to go over his Type A, Control Freak ground rules, especially when it comes to Rule #2: NO surprises. Ever.
Naughty Lucy scheduled a surprise meeting for her new boss just that morning, but Mr. Pierce has a punishment for her that more than fits the crime, making her squirm as she struggles to maintain control in the workplace.
Meanwhile, Isabeau and Mr. Drake have a surprise of their own, when they hire a private detective to get the dirt on Dmitry, the man who’s threatening her brother, Alex, in prison. Lucy doesn’t want Isabeau’s help, but what Lucy doesn’t know can’t hurt her. Can it?

Good intentions go bad and passions ignite in this third 10, 200 word third installment in BOUND TO HIM, the sequel to the best-selling series by Delilah Fawkes, The Billionaire’s Beck and Call.

And a sexy sneak peak!

“Good thing I have an assistant who can attend for me.”

“Attend for you, Sir?”

“That’s right.” He grinned down at me, his finger now tracing my jaw, his touch making me shiver. “You’re going to be punished, little miss Lucy. You will attend the meeting in my place and take detailed notes for me, then brief me later today. Understood?”

I sighed. “Yes… Sir.”

Goddamn him. This is not at all what I wanted. But at least he was getting involved, in his own weird way. I supposed that was better than nothing.

“Good girl,” he said.

He gathered up the bottom of my skirt, and I gasped, looking over my shoulder toward the office door.

“Don’t worry, Lucy. No one comes to see me who isn’t scheduled in by my assistants. It’s a hard and fast rule I’ve set with my employees.”

He moved closer, pulling me against his body. I instinctively slid my hands up his chest, enjoying the muscles beneath. His lips met my neck, and I moaned. He cupped my ass, then slid his hands beneath the fabric, running his hands over my thin panties and garter belt.

I was already wet for him, my body responding to his presence even before his touch. When he slipped a finger beneath my panties, I opened wider for him, pressing into him, loving the way he grew stiff against my belly.

“You’re already soaking, you bad girl.”

His breath tickled my neck as I leaned against him, supported by him, as he explored my folds, sending little jolts of electricity through my body. My core was on fire for him, and I wondered if he would take me here and now–wished it with all of my being.

Would he bend me over the desk? Would he press me against the wall? Would he take me on the floor, rubbing my still-sore ass against the rough fibers of the carpet?

He reached into his pocket and drew something out, but before I could see what it was, I felt it pressed against me, inside of the lace of my underwear, its cool, rounded surface totally foreign. Mr. Pierce reached into his pocket again, and the object buzzed to life against me. I shrieked, squirming in his arms.

“Open your legs, Lucy.”

Aaaand, after that things just get crazy… 😉

If anyone would be up for reviewing this one, please email me at delilahfawkes at gmail dot com, and I’ll hook you up with a FREE review copy!

Happy reading!

Bound to Him 3: Coming Monday!

Hi, my lovely readers!

I wanted to check in with you guys and let you know that I might not get BOUND TO HIM, PART 3 up until Monday. I wanted to get it published by this weekend, but had some family stuff get in the way.

Curse you, real life! *shakes fist at the heavens*

I’ll keep you guys updated, and thanks so much for your patience and your enthusiasm for this new series! It’s all for you, so it thrills me every time I get an email or a message saying you’re falling in love with Lucy and Max :). Bless you all!

Take care,


Would You Like a Free Copy of Bound to Him?

For an independent author, reader reviews are incredibly important in helping other people find out about, and fall in love, with our stories.

Reviews from readers are what point people in the right direction in a sea of choices, so I decided to try something, which I think is going to be really, really cool. This is on an experimental basis, but if it goes well, I think this is going to be A Thing I Do.
Ready to hear what the deal is?
Here goes.
If you email me or leave a comment on my blog promising to leave an honest review, I’ll send you a FREE copy of BOUND TO HIM, 1&2. 

Yep, you heard right! Email me or comment promising to leave your honest feedback on Amazon, Barnes and Noble or Kobo (or all three–I won’t stop ya if you’re on a roll!), and I’ll email you a FREE PDF of either one of these stories.
Reader feedback also helps me write more of what you love. I take absolutely all of it to heart and appreciate every word.
Will you help spread the word about The Billionaire’s Beck and Call so that people can fall in love with Max and Lucy?
Let me know! 🙂 

Technical difficulties for Nook readers

Hi, guys!

I wanted to give you a quick head’s up about something I’ve been working on getting fixed.

If you bought BOUND TO HIM, PART 2 on Barnes and Noble, please delete and re-download your file. 

It looks like when I originally published this title, I accidentally uploaded the file for book one. Eep! I corrected the issue on 3/17 thanks to a gracious fan letting me know (thank you, Linda!), but now I’m seeing that book one is *still* showing up in the “read instantly” preview :(.

I re-uploaded it just to make triple sure, and emailed Barnes and Noble. They said that whoever downloaded the other version can delete it off their nook and re-download, and the new, correct version should pop up.

I apologize for any frustration or inconvenience because of this! If for some reason, you bought one and are still having an issue, please contact me at delilahfawkes at gmail dot com, and I’ll make sure you get taken care of :).

Thanks, all for your patience, and for being my awesome readers.


UPDATE: It’s definitely fixed on B&N, so if you delete your old file and redownload it, you’ll be all set :). Thanks again, my lovely readers!


I’m excited to announce that BOUND TO HIM, PART 2: THE BILLIONAIRE’S BECK AND CALL is now live in the following stores:

Barnes and Noble

The Description:

Lucy’s new boss is driving her crazy.
And I mean, in every possible way. Not only is he drop-dead gorgeous and deliciously domineering, but he’s absolutely insufferable, punishing her for breaking “rules” he never took the time to spell out and playing all kinds of bad boy head games.
But every time he bends her over his desk, spanking her backside raw, as specified in their business contract, she feels like a wild woman, lusting for him as pain turns to undeniable pleasure.
Giving in to her desires may mean destroying her brother Alex’s chance of getting out of jail in one piece, as keeping this job is her only way to pay off the mob boss threatening his life. But can she resist a man like Maxwell Pierce? Especially when he’s doing his best to get under her skin?
This 10,200 word story is the second part of BOUND TO HIM, the sequel to the best-selling series, The Billionaire’s Beck and Call, by Delilah Fawkes.

And a Sizzling Sneak Peak!

He was so close now, his body so near that I could smell his morning coffee and the expensive scent of his cologne. He looked down at me, as if he didn’t know what to say, bald lust right there, unhidden in his gaze.
“You need to be punished, you know,” he rasped.
He turned me around and pressed me to him, my back to his front, holding me tight across my stomach and shoulders, capturing me. I gasped.
“You’ll always address me as ‘Sir,’ when you’re being punished, Lucy. Do you understand?”
I nodded frantically, my body heating at his touch, but a cool stab of fear pricking me at the same time. His body was rock hard behind me, and I was tempted to reach down and run my hands over his hard thighs.
“Yes, Sir. I’m sorry, Sir.”
“Good,” he said, his breath tickling my ear. “You’re being punished for not texting me back, Lucy. When I ask you a question on your phone, you will always text back immediately.”
“I… “
For a moment, I wasn’t sure what he was talking about, but then I remembered.
What part of “immediately” was unclear, Lucy?
This man was absolutely impossible, but as strange as this was, I found myself smiling. He got me again. Damn him.
“I understand, Sir.”
“Well, let’s just make sure you do,” he said.
I stifled a moan as I felt his erection growing, pressing into my backside. He leaned down, then, so close I was sure I would feel his lips on my neck at any moment. I stiffened in his arms, not knowing what I would do if I did. I heard a soft inhale. He was smelling my hair.
Then, his hands were on my shoulders, pushing me across the room toward an ornate end table, and bending me over it.
“Put your arms flat on the table, and don’t move until I tell you to.”
I placed my forearms on the table, supporting myself on my elbows and risked a glance over my shoulder. Mr. Pierce’s eyes were on my backside now, and I bit my lip, realizing he could see the dove gray lace panties peeking out from under that short skirt, and wondering if he liked the view.
I could see his erection tenting his pants, the material tight around what looked like an impressive bulge. My fingers itched to reach back and stroke him through the material, to unzip him and take him out, to feel his hardness in the palm of my hand, but I stayed where I was, obeying him like a good little assistant should.

I hope you enjoy this next part of The Billionaire’s Beck and Call Series!
Also, if anyone would like a FREE REVIEW COPY for Kindle, please email me at Delilah Fawkes @ Gmail, and I’ll gift you one! Reviews are so important for independent authors, so it would be a huge help :).


BOUND TO HIM: The Billionaire’s Beck and Call Series (The sequel!) is now live in the following stores:

Barnes and Noble

The description:

Isabeau is more content than she’s ever been, loving and living with Chase Drake, her husband and dominant master. But when her younger sister, Lucy, shows up at her doorstep, she knows trouble is on the horizon.

Their brother Alex is in deep again with the bad crowd he runs with, but this time, Lucy doesn’t have the money to bail him out.

When Chase Drake’s old friend and fellow dom Maxwell Pierce comes to visit, he is instantly enchanted by the meek, beautiful Lucy Willcox. When he overhears her talking to Isabeau about  needing money in a hurry, he offers her a job on the spot, as his personal assistant.

He’d come to get a recommendation from Chase, because his assistants are different from your run-of-the-mill secretaries in more ways than one… If Lucy takes the job, she’ll be at his Beck and Call 24/7, bound to him, and to all that the job requires.

Is she desperate enough to enter this strange contract with such a frightening, but charming, man? And does she have a choice if it means saving her brother?

Based on YOUR feedback, this installment is longer and more satisfying than ever, clocking in at 10,000 smoldering words…. Mmm MM!

Here’s a sizzling sneak peak:

He took his hands away, and whispered, “Open your eyes.”

His breath was warm on my ear, his body so close I could feel his heat, but he resisted touching me, waiting for me to look at what he’d prepared for us first. I did as I was told, and gasped aloud.

Before me was what looked like a burgundy leather-covered half-circle, supported on four, sturdy, black wooden legs. It looked like a bloody sunrise over a dark landscape. I couldn’t help but notice the wrist and ankle restraints on each of the four corners. On top of the curve sat a golden bow. I grinned.

My own personal Santa Claus. Or should it be Santa Claws? I wondered if I’d be stretched over it face-first with my ass in the air, or if he’d be bowing my back over it… The latter thought filled me with a chilling foreboding that made fear prick my heart and my core heat with wonder.

What was Mr. Drake going to do to me on that thing?

“Do you like it, slave?”

I turned just enough to look at him. “I… I’m not sure, Sir. What it is for?”

Mr. Drake grinned at me in a way that made me want to squirm, but I held my body still, waiting eagerly for what he had in store for me.

“So many things, my dear Isa… whatever I’d like.” He caressed my throat with one hand, making me shiver at his touch. “Today, I’d like you to lie on your back. Do you trust me?”

I nodded, looking at the device. I would be totally spread out for him. Totally vulnerable. My stomach did a little flip at the thought.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Then go lie down, my beautiful little slave,” he whispered in my ear.

I did as I was told, moving carefully to position myself on the half-circle, my back arching awkwardly as I lay on top of it. I tried to relax, and felt my body easing into the new position, my toes pointed toward the floor. I raised my arms above my head, and felt Mr. Drake’s strong grip as he held my wrists. He bound first one and then the other, tightening the buckles on the restraints so I couldn’t move, but was comfortably held in place.

He ran his hands down my body slowly in the dim light of the dungeon, caressing the tips of my breasts through my lingerie then whispering his fingers over my quivering belly, before lightly grazing my sex through the lace. I whimpered, my nerves already on fire for him, alert and ready for whatever he had in store.

He ran his hands down the inside of my thigh, and I tried not to moan, biting my lip as he moved lower, his touch agonizing in those ticklish areas, but strong. Sensual. When he secured my ankles, I felt the tension leaving my body, felt myself draping over this odd piece of furniture, my mind submitting to him as well as my flesh. It felt so good to let go—to trust him with every part of me.

That was what was so astounding about Mr. Drake. The trust I had in him, and him in me. That was my bliss.

I heard a scratching noise, then a faint hiss in the darkness of the dungeon’s shadows, then smelled sulfur and saw the flickering light of a match. He lit a fat, black candle, and as he brought it closer, I could smell the scent of melting wax.

I tensed, then, not knowing what to expect. Mr. Drake had never used fire before, and although I trusted him with my life, a knife’s edge of fear sliced through me. I whimpered as he drew closer.
“Shhh, little slave. Stay quiet, or I’ll be forced to really punish you.”

I pressed my lips together, my eyes growing wide as he held the candle over me. He tilted it, and a single drop fell, spattering my exposed cleavage with hot wax. I wanted to scream, although the sensation was not altogether unpleasant. It was like stepping into a bath that was too hot, scalding, but that you knew you could stand if you had the nerve.

A thrill echoed inside of me, the rest of my body deliciously cool in comparison, my nerves suddenly alert and thrumming. I watched the candle bob above me in my master’s teasing hands, and realized I was tensing all of my muscles, arching against the restraints, anticipating the next drip.

“Something’s not quite right,” he said, his voice low, his eyes full of hunger.

I heard a metallic scraping, like a steel instrument being taken off an aluminum tray. Then, I saw the flash of scissors, and bit down a whimper as they slid beneath the band of my bra, the sharp metal nestled between my breasts. A loud snickt, and the lace fell away, leaving me bared to the wax. 

Thank you to everyone who made the first book in THE BILLIONAIRE’S BECK AND CALL such a huge success! I hope you enjoy this next one as much as I’m enjoying writing it.

It’s like falling in love all over again… 😉

I’m also having a MARCH MADNESS SALE this week only on the first book in this series!

For one week, to celebrate the first part of the sequel coming out, The Billionaire’s Beck and Call is only $2.99–a 66% savings!

Happy reading!

The Sequel to The Billionaire’s Beck and Call goes live tomorrow!


The time has come… The sequel to The Billionaire’s Beck and Call (Bound to Him) is finished and is getting polished up as we speak!

You guys made this happen, and I’m SO EXCITED to keep writing this series. It feels like coming home, and I’m absolutely loving it.

I’ll have a sneak peak here for you tonight, so tell a friend, and stay tuned for more yummy, naughty, sizzling details!