His mouth moved towards my waiting nipple making my skin hot with anticipation. The feel of his lip on the tip of my nipple made it get rock hard instantly. My mind was spinning as he let it slide into his warm mouth. I moaned sharply. *** A boat cruise gone wrong... All sarcastic driven Cara McKay wanted was a pleasurable boat trip. She didn't expect to be marooned on an island with the worst of the worst- cocky, man whore Zayn Dawson. Sexy as sin, the last place playboy billionaire Zayn wanted to be, was on an abandoned island. With only a girl who drives him crazy as his unwilling companion, Zayn doubts the fact of making it out alive sane. Not only does Cara fill him with the desire to throttle her, she also makes other things hard as well with her fiery eyes, pouty lips and curvy body. But what do two hotheaded people who are trapped together on an island do for several days? They wreck each other-in the most pleasurable way possible.
Cara McKay
"Hello?"
Nothing.
"Hello. Anyone?" My voice echoed with uncertainty. It was fair to say I was scared shitless. One minute I was in a luxury yacht. How the fuck did I get on an island?!
My unsteady legs kept moving against my will walking along the edge of the island. Going in wasn't an option. What if they had a tribe of island cavemen or as I'd put it man-eaters. What if a deadly predator was lurking just out of sight. No. Staying here was the best play.
I was still in the bikini I had been wearing the previous night. My hard breasts were hardly concealed as my nipples poked furiously at the fabric for freedom. The bottom half of the bikini was worse. I had been too drunk to notice how much my ass was bigger than the panties. The thick curves of each ass cheek twisted out of sight. The curve of my hips completed the look. I looked like a psycho nymphomaniac.
"Hello?!" My voice traveled everywhere and nowhere coming back to slam me hard. I was starting to feel alone and highly vulnerable. Somehow I wasn't scared. I had long noticed my inability to get frightened easily. I had guts of steel.
The island was quiet and peaceful. Something in my guts told me it was a ruse. Ultimately, I would need a weapon to make me feel a little bit safe. I looked around for any possible options but it was just sand, more sand, and shells.
Ok. Calm down. Just calm down and think for a minute.
Despite my best efforts to think, I had to accept the fact my head wasn't going to be much help anytime soon. Defeated, I slump weightlessly to the ground. The feel of sand on my body helped reduce the aching. It would have been a good idea to just stay there till sleep claimed me. Maybe I'd wake up back on the yacht with Donna trying to convince me to loosen up more. The thought of waking up with the worst case of sunburn looking like a donut from a local store made me decide it wasn't worth risking it at all.
I turned on my side letting my ass enjoy a little breeze and that's when I saw it. The bag was struggling with a wave trying to decide whether to stay or return to the open sea. I rushed on my feet and sprinted towards it making a frantic dive. I grabbed it pushing it to the safety of my enormous tits. Only after I was certain it was safe in my clutches did I get up and move to see the contents.
The black bag must have come from the wreck. It looked expensive and yet simple. The type of bag you'd take for a 3day trip on a stupid cruise celebrating the birthday of a fucking jerk. I just hope there were good clothes inside.
I opened it and got my first dose of disappointment. It belonged to a guy. There wasn't much in the bag. Cargo pants, shorts, condoms, pills, more condoms, and a child's doll. What type of weirdo owned this bag? The second disappointment came when I had a whiff of the clothes. They smelled like ass. I was about to toss the bag in anger when common sense urged me to rescue the cargo pants first. So I did. I tried it on and it fit perfectly regardless of my massive ass and hips. I sighed in relief.
"Hello," I shouted one last time knowing only silence would answer me back. I looked up. There was no sun yet and the weather looked like it was going to rain. I would circle the island a little then move deeper on my quest for shade or if I was lucky, shelter.
I continued my journey along the sand as I walked with a newfound purpose. My strides were deliberate. I felt how Dora must feel after she must have spoken to her trusty map. That was what made her better than me. At least she knew where she was going. Me, I didn't know shit but I had a good feeling in my gut.
I looked ahead and saw rocks. This part of the island had rocks. That was a good sign. First sand. Now rocks. Maybe next would be a fully equipped crib where I can have a hot bath. I was keeping my fingers crossed. I continued along with this rocky territory willing my tired feet to do the impossible. Everything ached from my waist down. My brown hair had come loose from the ponytail I had struggled to make and it was all tangled now.
Fuck this! I quit.
I slumped on the hard surface of a rock letting my tired bones feel the cold kiss. I'd stay here till a plane found me or till a monster emerged from the thick jungle of the island and bit off my small round head. My wild hair was everywhere roaming like a firestorm. I was on the brink of losing my sanity and the silence wasn't helping one bit.
I needed to calm down. The tension in me was swallowing me piece by piece. The sound of the wave smashing rock made me skittish. I needed to soothe my fucking nerves.
I closed my eyes and let my hand move along my delicate skin. My fingers moved to the arc of my heavy breast making me warm inside. Both areolas tightened and stiffened before my nipples responded to the touch. They both throbbed painfully pleading for attention. I tore off my bikini top revealing my heavy breasts. I cupped both of them hungrily. They felt so fluffy and firm. I squeezed harder. Damn.
"You disgust me." I blinked back the tears that wanted to fall and forced myself to move forward. This was just another challenge I had to face, another hurdle in my mission. I couldn't let Hunter break me, no matter how much he seemed to enjoy tormenting me. I would survive this. I had to. Even if it meant swallowing my pride and scrubbing floors until my hands bled. *** As an Omega from a rival pack, Faelen Earhart's mission is clear: infiltrate the ruthless Howle Wulf Pack and pose as a servant. But blending in proves harder than expected, especially when she catches the eye of Alpha Hunter Blackethorn-a notorious playboy who loathes weakness and makes Faelen's life a living nightmare. Despite his cruelty, Faelen finds herself drawn to him, sparking a dangerous attraction that's as thrilling as it is confusing. When Faelen uncovers an imminent attack from her own pack, she faces an impossible choice: remain loyal to her pack or protect the man she's come to care for. Her warning changes everything, forcing Hunter to confront his own feelings. In the battle that follows, Faelen's courage will redefine her loyalty, Hunter's heart, and the future of both packs.
"We are your darkest nightmares, Nadia," a gravelly voice said, dark chuckles meeting my ears. Chilling. "Remember when we told you that you can't breathe without us. Cannot do a fucking thing unless we deem it so? We were being fucking serious Nadia. And for breaking that rule, you will be punished. Severely. No one messes with us and gets away with it." *** Innocent and naive, Nadia Burke has always kept her head down, enduring relentless bullying from Alex and Sandro Davalo, the powerful and popular werewolf twins at her elite high school. For years, they've mocked her for her poverty and inability to shift. But when they all end up at the same college, Nadia's hopes for a fresh start crumble as the twins resume their torment. This time in a darker and brutal way. Everything changes when Nadia finally shifts, revealing magical powers that could heal even the gravest wounds. Suddenly, Alex and Sandro can't ignore her, discovering she's their true mate. As rival packs target Nadia for her rare abilities, she and the twins must confront their painful past and find the strength to protect each other. Together, they face deadly enemies, uncover shocking betrayals, and discover that love-and forgiveness-may be their greatest strength. Book Two of Bullied By My Alpha Stepbrother
Twin brothers, Killian and Cillian, born to rule, grow up worlds apart after their mother's tragic death. Raised by different aunts, Killian becomes a ruthless, iron-fisted leader, while Cillian rules with compassion and fairness. Rosalind, a beautiful and resilient omega from the streets, enters their lives and a love story is sparked. One that ignites both passion and conflict between brothers: Killian hates her while Cillian finds himself drawn to her. When a rogue pack led by a vengeful witch threatens their pack, Killian and Cillian must unite to protect their people. In this battle, the twins are forced to confront their true feelings and their bond. Rosalind, caught in the middle, is torn with her love for both brothers, a love that defies the pack's norms. As the brothers present Rosalind as their Luna, they challenge the very foundations of their society. In a tale of love, power, and sacrifice, can the twin alphas and their shared mate overcome ancient laws and forge a new destiny for their pack?
"Yes baby, just like that. Oh fuck yes! Yes!" I opened my mouth as utter shock and pain filled my body. My husband was fucking my step sister on our wedding night. Hot tears dropped from my eyes as the wet sounds and moaning grew louder and louder. *** Larissa, the esteemed Luna of the Tokenmoon pack, had it all. A loving husband and a strong pack. But it was all a lie. Stefan, her alpha husband, was the devil. He maltreated and abused her constantly while cheating on her with her step-sister. To make matters worse, he rejected her and sent her away. Heartbroken, Larissa was lost until she stumbled across her second chance mate. . . Kaden. Kaden, handsome as sin and the alpha of Griffen-howl pack is a broken man. When his wife runs away with another man, while abandoning him and his son, he vows never to believe in love. But when a homeless woman, Larissa comes into his territory, it appears that he might be breaking those vows. She is his second-chance mate but will he be able to believe in love again?
Steamy, dirty stories with a kinky, forbidden twist. Each story is about 20,000 words so sit back, grab some holy water and relax! It's time to sink in 11 deliciously dark and twisted love tales! Highly erotic and brimming with dark desires, don't say I didn't warn ya! 18+ Forbidden Temptations (Steamy Collections Erotica) Coach and Cheerleader Principal and Student Step-brother and Step-sister Teacher and Student Step-father and step-daughter Father's best friend and 18 year old daughter Professor and college student Secretary and Ceo Maid and master Younger boy and older woman Doctor and female student
"You animal! Leave her alone!" My father screamed pulling at the bars but it had no effect on Axel he continued fondling my breasts and kissing my neck. I could feel his erection push at my ass and my heart broke all over again. I was going to lose my virginity in front of my parents in the cruellest of ways. *** Heir to the Lycan throne, Axel the Black is a tormented king. Captured by the wicked humans who sold his siblings and hid his parents, he was abused until he overtook the humans and retrieved the Lycan throne back. Now, there’s one thing missing: a mate to continue the Lycan lineage. He purchases breeders but his dark heart beats for one person. The human princess who was once his friend and now, his slave. Princess Violet remembers her old friend, Axel, when her parents ruled over the Lycans with a strong hand. Now that Axel is back in power, she hopes that he will pardon her. Except that her childhood Axel is gone and the Axel that makes her heart race is a vicious bully. Ruthless, savage and dominant. Not only that, he hates her with a blinding passion and in revenge has made her his slave. But what happens when Axel finds himself falling in love with Violet, who is not his mate? Will things work out for them or will he continue to be the bully that he is? Book Two of the Lycan King Series
She doesn't remember getting married. Why? Sophia went to Las Vegas only to drink her pain away. Little did she imagine, she would end up becoming someone's wife. But who’s the lucky guy? Who knows? Even she doesn't remember. She was fucking intoxicated! All she has is a marriage contract with an expiry date and a bank balance big enough to pop her eyes out. Contractual terms: 1. Do not marry anyone else unless I permit you. 2. Try not to whore around. Your mother-in-law wouldn't be happy. 3. If I request a live-in relationship. You have to comply. 4. Sex is optional. 5. Contract Termination? Sorry Honey... In my family, couples don’t divorce. PS: I was kidding. Let's catch-up after three years to end this shit and get more money. If there are rules against having sex while drunk, there should be rules against getting married while drunk too. Because THIS isn't fair!
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
The Billionaire Betrayed Wife follows Rachael Morgan, an orphan whose search for love leads her into the ruthless world of the Blackwood family. Betrayed by her husband and tormented by her adoptive sister, Rachael's life spirals into chaos when she's cast out and left to survive on the streets, pregnant and alone. Just when all hope seems lost, a mysterious savior from her past rescues her, giving her the chance to heal and rebuild. Years later, she returns stronger, armed with a fierce desire for revenge. With her son by her side, Rachael will stop at nothing to destroy those who shattered her trust-even if it means risking everything to reclaim her life and her power.
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
"Then let's get a divorce!" With courage, Leora left her husband's house, after being accused of poisoning his mistress. Her in-laws and sister-in-law had planned various ways to kick her out of Peter's house and in the end Leora gave in. However, no one expected that things would turn 180 degrees after the divorce. When everyone who had hurt her was happy with each other's lies, Leora returned. This time, she was no longer the poor orphan girl from the orphanage. She has changed and not only that, she also carries a big secret that will make everyone turn to worship her feet.