Review: My Wicked Gladiators by Lauren Hawkeye

My Wicked Gladiators 

My Wicked Gladiators by Lauren Hawkeye

e-ARC provided by the author for the book tour
Publisher: Avon Red
Format: ebook
Genre: Erotica
Release date: Avon Red
Number of pages: 352
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Book Blurb:

Alba has spent her entire life pleasing others.

As an upper-class plebeian woman in Ancient Rome, that is her place in life. But when her husband Lucius, the owner of prestigious gladiatorial school, uses her body as a bargaining tool to increase his fortunes, she is faced with doing as he demands, or finding herself on the street.

Forced to lay with masked gladiators chosen by Lucius, Alba is surprised to discover pleasure in being powerless. Only in the forbidden arms of Caius and Marcus does she find comfort, however temporary it may be.

But with Lucius’ demands looming and the threat of death for her gladiators ever-present, will Alba’s fleeting pleasures be enough? Or will Alba finally grab hold of her happily ever after, no matter the consequences?

My Thoughts:

I was really missing some erotica this year and when I see this book, thought it would be good and of course with lots of sex. This book is for people with open mind, because is set in Ancient Rome and in that time men enjoyed the company of other men without strings. So if you have something against M/M this is not for you.

I liked Alba and completely understand her situation. Her husband can’t make her pregnant and now his ludus needs some investment, the only issue is the family matter, since the new sponsor needs to see a commitment.
That’s when things start to look bad for Alba, because for once her husband treats her like everything else in the house, and force her to have sexual relations with men of his choice to produce an heir. Alba starts to enjoy these encounters more than she should because those man are gladiators and forbidden for her class.
I enjoyed the book and my only problem was the end, because I wanted to see more of their future. Plus Lucius deserved to suffer a bit more for all he made Alba go through.


I felt an emotion that I could not quite define rising in my chest, and I stood, pushing Drusilla’s hands away. "Do not judge me, Drusilla. Why are my actions so dreadful? Lucius fucks whomever he chooses, whenever he chooses. Why should I be miserable, simply because my husband has ceased to desire me?" I felt tears causing my throat to swell as I spoke, and to my mortification, I felt a hot trickle of tears spill down my cheeks.