Vanessa Fewings – Enthrall Him (Review, Excerpt, & Giveaway)

Enthrall Him by Vanessa Fewings

Series: Enthrall Sessions #3
Source: Review by Request
Copy Provided by the Author
My Rating 4.5 of 5 Stars

This is the escalation of the forbidden. This is the power of Enthrall.

Deemed too feisty to train. Too defiant to dominate. Mia’s journey into the world of the forbidden takes its next step.

Richard Booth, her master, must make the crucial decision…let her go or give her over to the only man who can her truly subjugate her, Cameron Cole, Director of both Enthrall and the preeminent BDSM manor Chrysalis, and a connoisseur of the dark arts. Cameron’s gift with shaping blossoming submissives will ensure Mia reaches her potential, a destination that may take her too far.

Mia’s choices will lead her to places both within and without that she never dreamed possible.

But when her training is complete, will Cameron be able to return her to Richard, or will her transformation have bewitched him beyond repair?

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I’m deliriously happy after reading this book!

Warning: Mild Spoilers if you haven’t read the first two books in the series.

My head still spun with all that had happened. My heart, though battered and bruised, still felt capable of so much love.

Vanessa Fewings really kept me on my toes with this one!

At some point I became emotionally invested in this series – I can’t pinpoint the exact moment, and I know it’s a bit corny, but I was truly Enthralled by these books.

Beautifully written, utterly captivating, impossibly sexy…
The characters were all fascinating and the dialogue was exceptional. There was a balance of angst, sex, suspense, and humor which made this book impossible to put down.

Emotions were high. I wanted to punch every single character in the throat at least once during the course of this book. While I was ultimately satisfied with the conclusion, I had a love/hate relationship with each character’s motives and actions. Everyone was struggling to do the right thing and make the right decisions, but there were no easy choices to be made. No matter what, someone was going to get hurt.

The Enthrall Sessions presented the reader with a love-triangle unlike any other I have encountered.

Quick Summary:
Cameron played secret match-maker in the first book, Enthrall, and Mia began a relationship with Richard (who happens to be her boss and assistant director of LA’s premier BDSM Club). Unfortunately, their relationship quickly hit a roadblock. Mia had no experience with sexual submission, and Richard would rather have a vanilla relationship than train the innocent young Mia and risk pushing her too far.

In the second book, Enthrall Her, Richard handed Mia over to his best friend Cameron for a period of two weeks. Mia was subjecting herself to Dr. Cameron Cole’s brand of intense therapy. Once she began the process of emotional healing, Cameron was expected to train her to become a world-class submissive for Richard.

At the end of the previous book, Cameron was meant to turn control of Mia back to Richard in an elaborate sexual ceremony before an audience of the affluent members of the BDSM Chrysalis…

Yeah, obviously there were some serious holes in that plan…

If there was a line not to be crossed by a master and submissive, Cameron and I had crossed it. Despite him pretending otherwise, we’d allowed our true feelings to rise to the surface, and we’d broken all the rules set to prevent this. Those guidelines on how to conduct yourself when loaned out to another master were pretty much useless when it came to us: Submit entirely. Don’t fall in love. Do as you’re told.

Cameron and Mia became incredibly close during there time together, and the reader was left wondering which man would ultimately claim Mia as their own.

I was on Team Richard,
Then Team Cameron,
Then I hoped it didn’t work out so I could keep Cameron for myself…
I’m telling you it was angsty perfection!

Mia Lauren

Cameron was taking me to the edge of the world and showing me there was nothing to fear.
I was capable of anything.
Deserving to be here.
Worthy of him.

Mia started out as a fairly uninteresting character but flourished quickly. She had the sole POV throughout the series, and she carried the burden well. She told her story with an openness and honesty.

I’ll gladly admit my jaded nature and say that I generally shrug off the “innocent virgin discovers submission” trope. But even I found Mia’s optimism and naiveté endearing. It was impossible not to root for this character as she struggled to find her way in this series.

Cameron Cole

Cameron, the man able to change the course of history on a whim. We flew into this flame willingly. Our singed wings forced us to change direction and find the freedom our souls yearned for. Richard had handed me over to Cameron knowing I needed what only Cameron could provide. A therapy like no other.

I’ve added Dr. Cameron Cole to my list of Book Boyfriends. That should give you an idea of the impressive quality of this character. He’s so complex and intelligent. He shakes off the stereotypical character traits of the Doms prevalent in Erotic Fiction.

He uses a combination of BDSM and psychoanalysis to help his patients heal from various mental traumas. His methods were precisely what Mia needed in order to overcome the tragedies of her past, but in this process, he bonded with Mia in a way which left them both reeling.

Outside forces stepped in to yank Mia away from both Cameron and Richard, so dramatic action had to be taken. Mia and Cameron flee to London while Richard stays behind and attempts to do damage control.

Richard Booth

…Richard had frequently danced with danger by skydiving on the weekends, or swimming with sharks, or my least favorite of the three, rock climbing without a harness. All this apparently had helped quiet his mind.
I’d been presented to Richard for this very reason, to draw him out of his melancholy and away from death defying escapades.

Richard… Sweet Richard… You’re a goddamned idiot but I love you. Countless submissives had been turned over to Cameron for training without incident. Cameron and Richard are the best of friends… So I can understand why Richard felt that giving his girlfriend – as though she were an object, or a dog in need of obedience training – over to another man because he didn’t have the balls to train her himself – might not be an awful idea…

But it was.

Richard spends his time in this book reminding Mia of all the reasons they fell in love. He carries some heavy burdens, but obviously loves Mia with all his heart. And Mia loves him in return, but her heart has carved out a spot for Cameron as well…

Everyone has a choice to make, and I was on the edge of my seat through the final pages.

I’m not going to tell you how it turns out, but I am going to tell you that you should definitely read this series if you love romances with a heaping helping of kink. Even if you tend to shy away from love triangles, I recommend it. I can’t bring myself to classify this as “cheating” because all parties are fully aware of the arrangement.

Oh! Guess what!
There’s going to be a series of Novellas which continue this series!

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Everything was different now.

If there was a line not to be crossed by a master and submissive, Cameron and I had crossed it. Despite him pretending otherwise, we’d allowed our true feelings to rise to the surface, and we’d broken all the rules set to prevent this. Those guidelines on how to conduct yourself when loaned out to another master were pretty much useless when it came to us: Submit entirely. Don’t fall in love. Do as you’re told.

Those rules had probably been made by a man.

As I’d fallen asleep on my pillow last night, I’d promised to brave these final hours with Cameron and take what I could from them. Learn as much as possible and guard my heart fiercely. Only all my defenses came crumbling down when he hugged me into him in the back of the taxi and rubbed his hands over mine to warm them.

We arrived on the South Bank of the River Thames within half an hour, and when I caught sight of the London Eye towering above I was again reminded Cameron knew how to woo a girl.

With my hand in his, he pulled me safely into the pod behind him. This all felt so dreamy. I had to pinch myself to believe this was happening and we were really on the best adventure ever.

He kissed me eagerly.

Pushing my back up against the glass, raising my hands above my head, his welcome affection only just took my mind off the fact we were suspended in the air.

His grip on my wrists tightened and his mouth pressed against mine. A graze of teeth then his tongue lashed mine. Arousal sparked with intensity.

God, what he did to me.

Getting over him was going to be the hardest thing I’d ever done.

But I didn’t have to give him up just yet. There were still a few more hours left of him.

He hugged me into him. “At the highest point, we’ll be four hundred feet up.”

A panoramic landscape opened up around us. My heart skipped a beat as I looked down at the shrinking view.

“I could live in this little pod,” I said. “If you were with me.”

Cameron gave an endearing shake of his head. He looked so relaxed, so calm, and when he stepped back and beamed at me it wasn’t just the view of the city that left me breathless.

Taking in all the other pods, I realized we were the only ones on the entire wheel. Ours was the only one not lit up. We were surrounded by a curved wall of glass providing a fantastic vantage point of the River Thames below and the stars above us. Each pod was spacious and could have easily carried twenty people comfortably.

Cameron stared off into the night. “The rotation takes thirty minutes.” He lowered his line of sight to take in the cars and a few pedestrians, who looked as small as ants.

I let out a long contented sigh, happy to be trapped in here with him, both of us leaving the world behind in our glassed capsule of escape. All of the drama from the last few weeks was left behind.

Time promised to stand still at least for awhile. 

It seemed such a long time ago I’d been standing in Enthrall’s coffee room, left speechless from my first meeting with him. Cameron’s presence was disarming. As the days dissolved into weeks, I’d gotten to know him. At first, intimidation had ruled our every interaction, but as time went on I’d glimpsed behind his sexy façade. I’d seen his kindness, the way he was with people, and all those things he did without anyone knowing, like putting his housekeeper’s son through school, or making sure his other employees had everything they needed.

Yes, Cameron really was my sexy, sensual superhero.

And superheroes always went it alone.

Not once in all the time did I ever imagine I’d be here in London with him, looking out at a spectacular view of a foreign city.

Through the blue fluorescent haze of the wheel, we stared out at the sweeping nightscape. We could see Big Ben and the Houses of Parliament. And over there, far off in the distance, was Buckingham Palace. Memories of our visit came flooding back, making me tingle in all those delicious places all over again. Cameron chuckled to himself and I wondered if he too was recalling yesterday. 

Raindrops splotched onto the glass and those small beads of water made it shimmer.

Grateful for the warmth of the faux fur lining, I marveled at how anyone could survive being outside during a British winter in just their underwear. Luckily for us, the pod was heated. I slipped off my gloves and scarf and placed them onto the bench then returned to the edge and settled into the now, savoring every second and wanting to remember every detail of these profound unfolding moments. Cameron’s playfulness, his serenity, this new side to him I was fast falling for.

The dizzying height above the city was merely a backdrop to my out of control emotions.

Cameron threw a surreptitious glance at the central wooden seat. I’d never seen him like this before. He was always so sure, so confident, so bossy, yet up here I was seeing him anew.

He’d warned me in no uncertain terms what his intentions were before we left the house. Only now he blinked into the dimness with what even might be mistaken for reservation.

“Cameron?” I said.

“I’m taking a mental picture.” His gaze settled on me. “I want this soldered onto my brain.”

I nuzzled in for another hug, his body firm and warm, his strong arms wrapping around me, his kisses so affectionate.

“London’s such a romantic city,” he said wistfully. “Don’t you think?”

He walked over to the seat, removed his coat, and threw it onto the bench. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out his phone, resting it next to it. 

“How long have you been planning this?” I asked.

He continued to scroll across the screen. “It all came together last minute.”

“Was it the same contact that got us into the Palace?”

“The Palace was easy,” he said. “This took a little more effort.” He pointed toward a panel. “The security cameras are disabled for thirty more minutes. And with the lights turned off in our pod, we’re invisible to the public.” 

“And you trust the staff here?” I imagined the bid for footage of whatever Cameron might have in mind for us would be worth quite a bit to a trashy old tabloid.

“It’s worth it,” was all he said.

“Oh Cameron.” I stared off at Big Ben. “We’re in London.”

“So we are.”

“And you’re here with me.”

“I am.”

I lowered my gaze. “And beneath this I’m only wearing underwear.”

He gave a look of mock horror.

A soft ballad rose out of his phone.

He held out his hand. “Dance with me?”

My girly muse giggled with joy as Cameron swept me up into his arms. His left arm reached around to rest his hand on the lower arch of my back, and his right hand held mine, raising it to his chest.

We swayed leisurely.

He then led us in a slow dance around the pod, guiding us in wide circles, occasionally dipping me back and low in a dramatic sweep of control. Cameron’s step work proved he was no stranger to the waltz. He showed a surety with each maneuver as he swept me from one end of the pod to the other, and the lights from the city became a blur as we spun. A twirl under his arm morphed into continuous spinning. My feet were light on the ground, and my head and heart tried to keep up.

As we danced around that pod, it reminded me of one of those old romantic black and white films my mom had loved to watch, where the lover seduces his sweetheart and there was nothing but simplicity and innocence. As though we really were the only ones on the planet awake at this hour.

Cameron had already given me so much and now this, this awe-inspiring dance at the top of the world. Our dreamy fantasy went on forever. He moved so elegantly, never losing that masculine streak that made me weak in his arms.

Eventually, he stilled and pressed his firm body against mine. “Our first dance.”

Together we stood looking out, his fingers playing with my hair and making my scalp tingle. My hand wrapped around his waist, never wanting to let go.

I slid to my knees and stared up at him. “Master.” I reached for him. “Don’t forget me.”


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Vanessa Fewings is the bestselling author of the highly acclaimed erotic Enthrall Sessions.

Vanessa is also the author of The Stone Masters Vampire Series. Her romantic comedy Piper Day’s Ultimate Guide to Avoiding George Clooney, has already garnered a buzz of excitement from readers around the world. Prior to publishing, Vanessa worked as a registered nurse and midwife. She holds a Masters Degree in Psychology. She has traveled extensively throughout the world and has lived in Germany, Hong Kong, and Cyprus. Born and raised in England, Vanessa now proudly calls herself an American and resides in California with her husband. Literary Manager: Amy Schiffman at IPG Blank Banner

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