#SpankOfTheDay: Relish (The Cass Chronicles Book 2) by Susannah Shannon #mf #review @Blushingsusanna @BlushingBooks


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Cass Nelson has gotten used to blizzards, wolves, and being an outsider in Slicktrench, Alaska. While she couldn’t be happier in her marriage to Killian, the unexpected arrival of a surprising package is a potent reminder that her marriage isn’t like the relationships her girlfriends have. She might not understand this whole submissive wife business, but she does understand that she can’t imagine living a life without the strong man she adores, even if (or is it because?) he lights up her bottom on a regular basis.

Busy with helping to run the lodge and posting on her very popular blog Casscooks.com, her life tips upside down when she has to deal with her brother-in-law, who is marrying a woman nobody likes, and an IRS auditor who’s nosing around the lodge. Just when Cass has decided that the best way to ensure a happy marriage is to surrender her own dreams, she is offered her own TV show. Her decision to not share this information with her husband will cause all sorts of reverberations.

Will wedding bells ring, and is that howling coming from the wolves outside or the woman inside when her husband discovers that his precious wife is holding back her own secrets?addtogoodreads_zps55cd15da16Angela_s PonderingsTAG

While I did enjoy this installment in The Cass Chronicles, I didn’t feel as though it lived up to its predecessor. In Relish, we get to catch up with Cass and Killian and find out how Cass is adjusting to life in Alaska, married life, and being a submissive wife. She’s doing well with living in Alaska, despite regular reminders from the locals that she’s not a local – both intentional and unintentional reminders. Cass is doing okay with married life, but doesn’t feel like she’s succeeding in being a submissive wife. Even though she seems to enjoy Killian spanking her – especially her good girl spankings – she is still having a hard time submitting to his rules after being married for six months. But Cass is determined to make their marriage work and does some research into what it means to be the submissive in the relationship. While her heart is in the right place, her research turns up some rather dreadful books that seem to be filled with all the wrong advice that only serve to confuse her further (and irritated me as a reader). As if being newlyweds were not enough, outside stressors are adding pressure to Cass to be the perfect submissive wife and she’s no longer sure she can.

 

The premise behind Relish was solid and, for the most part, I enjoyed catching up with Cass and Killian. However, it lacked the level of snark that made Roasted so much fun to read. While it had its moments, the humor did not match that of book one. There were also times when it felt as though the author was rushing through a scene, so instead of being shown what was going on in the story, I was told about it, and this writing style tends to pull me out of the story by interrupting the flow, giving it a disjointed feel. I did feel like the spanking elements played out better in this installment than it did previously, and this added to their chemistry together. Relish was an enjoyable read and while it didn’t have me laughing as much as Roasted did, I do hope there is another book planned for the series as I would like to see where Cass and Killian go from here.

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“You being embarrassed doesn’t worry me at all. You deserve to be, but no one else has to be

freaked out by the punishment you have earned.” he whispered as he led her out the door. She could only swallow hard, and nervously nod in agreement. It was very dark, and the ice colored trees stood up in contrast to the velvet night sky. She didn’t think he would make her pull her dress up out in the biting cold. She was prepared to obey him though. She was dying to sort out the details, but now was not the time. They would have it all. Killian was giving it all to her, the excitement of a career and the security of a lifetime commitment with a real man. He led her to cottage eight the farthest cottage from the lodge and the one she had first stayed in back when all of this was not even imagined. He’d lit the fire, it was warm. He helped her off with her coat. She was dreading the lecture. She had been entirely in the wrong, and that thought alone brought her nearly to tears.

 

In two steps he had positioned himself on the bed and moved her between his knees. He pulled her over tossed her skirts back. she had read a lot of “punishment journals” where women described the protocol of a formal punishment spanking.  This was not that. This was a furious husband’s palm meeting the tender bottom of a wife who had disappointed him deeply. “I brought you out here, because you’re going to be crying really really loudly.” Her legs were already pinned, and he slapped her bottom with blistering force. Over and over and over. “I’m sorry “she wailed, with no expectation that her admission would shorten her punishment in any way. She said it anyway, because she was sorry, she was truly sorry. Killian was not appeased. He paused for a second and reached past her. “Oh my God,” she thought” he has a stockpile of things to paddle me with out here…” He moved a pillow closer to her, “Go ahead, cry into the pillow as hard as you need to baby.” He resumed spanking her, “I am going to have a wife who doesn’t lie to me”

 

There were no words, she gave herself over to heartfelt sobs. she surprised herself by reaching her hand back, not to protect herself but to twine her fingers through his where his hand held her firmly over his lap. She wanted to connect with him in every conceivable way. He paused to remind her, in no uncertain terms, that she would never ever ever consider keeping things from him again. She was too overcome to even talk. She could not even answer him, she let the remorse rollout of her like a wave, carrying her along. He allowed her to cry it out, and she cried long and hard after he was finished. Once she had caught her breath he led her into the bathroom and turned her around. She could see her scorched bottom in the mirror. He ran his fingers possessively along the deeply scarlet plumpest curves. “This is what happens to girls who lie to her husband’s” he lifted his hand and delivered a crisp spank. “If you can’t remember unless your bottom is on fire then I will do this every day if I have to” he was back in a swatting groove again and she didn’t dare move out his way. “I deserve your trust, young lady. I haven’t done anything to make you think I would not move to the ends of the earth for you.” She put her hand on his shoulder, “Wait”, she’d had a thought but it was fleeting and she needed the throb in her ass to abate so that she could mentally connect the dots. He paused. “I hurt your feelings.” she was gobsmacked.

 

He put a finger under her chin and forced her to look into his eyes. “Yes, you hurt my feelings.”

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I live in the American midwest with my family. I write romances that are funny(well, I try).
I love the inner conflict of a smart, modern, independent woman who longs to submit to that one special man.