"You're going to take it, aren't you, little lamb?" Dominic's voice is low, teasing, dark. A hand grips my throat, just enough to make me gasp, make my pulse hammer beneath his fingertips. Ashton is behind me, lips tracing the curve of my shoulder, his hands spreading me open. "Be good for us," he murmurs, his breath hot against my skin. I whimper as Dominic's fingers slide between my thighs, teasing, parting, finding me already soaked. "Fuck," he groans, rubbing slow, torturous circles over my clit. "She's dripping. You feel that, Ash?" Ashton's chuckle is warm against my ear. "She likes being between us." A sharp smack lands on my ass, and I yelp, but the sting only makes the fire burn hotter. "Tell us, pretty girl. Tell us how much you want it." "Please," I gasp, my hips rolling, chasing their touch. "Please, what?" Dominic demands, his fingers dipping lower, teasing my entrance but not giving me what I need. Ashton's hands are spreading me wider now, his breath teasing the sensitive skin between my cheeks. I barely have a second to process it before his tongue flicks out, circling the tight ring of muscle. I jolt, a strangled moan tearing from my throat. "Oh, fuck-" "Relax," Ashton soothes, but there's nothing gentle about the way he holds me down, his grip firm as he licks deeper. Dominic's fingers press inside me, curling just right, setting off sparks behind my eyes. "She's so fucking tight," he growls, watching my face as I shatter between them. My body trembles, caught between pleasure so intense it borders on pain. "Cum for us, little lamb," Dominic commands. **** Caught between two brothers... One my best friend, the other my deepest desire. Dominic was everything I dreamed of-hot, charming, and completely unattainable. Especially with a girl like Cassie already by his side. Then there was Ashton-my childhood best friend, my safe haven, the one who had always been there. But one reckless dare changed everything. The night I was dared to kiss the Alpha, marks the beginning of my ruin. And just when I thought things couldn't get more complicated, Ashton confessed his feelings for me. Now, I'm trapped between two brothers-one who's always been my heart, and one who might just break it. How do you choose between love and desire when both could destroy you?
ROSIE POV
Don't drool, Rosie. Don't drool.
I repeated the words like a mantra, but how could I not? Those abs-those sinfully sculpted abs-looked like they belonged in a goddamn museum. Defined muscles, taut skin, and water trickling down in slow, mesmerizing streams? Yeah, my self-control was hanging by a thread. All I could think about was running my hands over them-or better yet, licking the water right off his body.
Oh, Rosie. You're so doomed.
My hidden stash of dark romance books wasn't helping either. I mean, how could it? I can't even look at a knife without thinking of a thousand not-so-innocent scenarios. And don't get me started on screwdrivers. The list just keeps getting longer.
"Rosie, I feel like hell. My stomach... my-"
Ashton's voice yanked me back to reality. I turned away from the window-away from the walking thirst trap I'd just been ogling-and focused on Ashton instead.
Not that he got to finish his sentence. The poor guy bolted to the bathroom like his life depended on it.
Ashton and Dominic couldn't be more different. Ashton had soft, curly hair that made him look younger, adorable, even. Meanwhile, Dominic? He was all sharp edges and masculine perfection, his straight dark hair slicked back, revealing every breathtaking feature-his strong nose, those long dark lashes, those lips... Damn. Don't even ask me about Dominic, I could write a whole damn essay.
He's our Alpha. And Ashton? His younger brother. My best friend. Same age, just a month apart, but he gets me like no one else does.
Our families were always close. My father was the Pack Beta before he and my mother were killed in the war. Their parents are gone too. The Alpha included.
Now, it's just us-me, my brother Xylus, Dominic, and Ashton.
Speaking of Xylus, he's the Beta now.
I turned back to Ashton's window. His room had the best view, high enough to see everything happening outside. I loved this view.
I watched as he joined Dominic in the pool. They looked like they were having the time of their lives, laughing and splashing around-until I spotted her.
My face instantly soured.
Cassie.
Or, as in Cassandra, but the bitch insists everyone calls her Cassie like it's some kind of designer brand.
Dressed in nothing but a lacy, barely-there lingerie set, she strutted across the poolside like she was walking a damn runway. My jaw went slack. By the Goddess, she was hot-obnoxiously hot. And as much as I hated to admit it, I was no match for her.
Which is exactly why Dominic would never look at me that way. He sees me as a sister-just like Xylus does.
The Moon Goddess knows I can't stand Cassie. Aside from the fact that she stole Dominic, she's also rude as hell and a desperate, attention-seeking wannabe.
"Hey, Rosie, you've been staring out that window for minutes now. What exactly are you looking at?"
Ashton's voice startled me again, and this time, I tore my gaze away and met his eyes.
"Nothing. I was just... watching them have fun," I stuttered, trying to play it cool.
Ashton wasn't exactly his brother's biggest fan. He liked him, sure, but there was no deep brotherly love between them. Ashton saw Dominic as a bully and hated whenever I got too close to him. But that never stopped Dominic and me from bonding. It never stopped the undeniable pull I felt toward him.
As a matter of fact, Luna Sarah made sure my brother and I ate at her place for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. She practically babied me.
"Fun, huh? They do that all the time. Come on, let's eat before the food gets cold," Ashton said, grabbing my hand.
I sighed and followed him to the massive dining table.
Luna Sarah was already seated at the center, with steaming dishes spread out before her. The Pack House was huge, luxurious, and had everything you could ever want.
"How's your stomach? Feeling any better?" I asked Ashton as we sat down.
His dark brows furrowed. "Yeah, I think it was just a slight upset," he muttered, flashing a weak smile.
Fake.
I'd known Ashton for seventeen years-long enough to tell when he was faking a damn smile. But I let it slide.
Ashton pulled out a chair beside his mother and made sure I sat next to him, like I was some prized possession he had to protect.
"Oh, my little Rosie! How are you feeling?" Luna Sarah cooed the moment she spotted me.
"Good evening, Luna. I'm alright," I replied with a small smile.
She still thought of me as that five-year-old girl who cried herself to sleep every night after losing her parents.
One time, I overheard her telling Dominic to always look out for me because she believed I still hadn't gotten over my parents' murder.
She wasn't wrong.
I was just five, hiding under a curtain, when I watched my parents get slaughtered before my eyes. The trauma never left me. It haunted me every damn night.
"So, how excited are you for your eighteenth birthday?" Luna Sarah asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.
I smiled faintly. Ashton had been lucky-he got his wolf at fourteen thanks to his Alpha blood.
"I'm just curious to know what it's like," I admitted softly.
"It's just two days away! Trust me, it's going to be grand."
If there's one thing I know about Luna Sarah, it's that she never makes empty promises.
"Thank you, Luna." I gave a small bow.
"Ashton, can you call your brother and Xylus?" she asked.
Ashton let out a groan. "He's an Alpha, Mom. It's about time he started acting like one. I'm not going to keep running errands for him. I'm not his damn slave."
"Who said anything about you being a slave? You'd wipe her ass of it was her," By her, Domini was definitely referring to me.
A deep, husky voice sent a shiver down my spine.
I turned sharply toward the doorway-and there he was.
Dominic.
Tall, broad, intimidating as hell. Those long legs moved with effortless confidence as he strode into the room. And right beside him?
Xylus. And that bitch, Cassie.
"What did you just say?" Ashton heard myself whisper.
Fuck.
Here I was, drooling over him again, when there was actual fire on the mountain.
"You heard me." Dominic's lips curled into a smirk. "You'd practically wipe her ass if she asked you to."
His voice dripped with amusement, but Ashton was far from entertained.
This was the problem.
Dominic and Ashton never saw eye to eye, and now I was stuck crushing on a grumpy asshole in the middle of their never-ending feud.
Great. Just fucking great.
Lila didn't expect her life to change so dramatically just days after arriving at the pack. She certainly didn't anticipate being married to the Alpha almost instantly. All she wanted was to return and find a mate, but circumstances changed, and now she has to pay for a sin she didn't commit. "Please Rafael," pulling my undies away, I begged. ''It's Alpha to you... It's only when I'm making that pussy of yours feel good, then you can call me God," his voice was like a whisper, sending cold shivers down my spine.
Rejected by her mate, who had been her long-time crush, Jasmine felt utterly humiliated. Seeking solace, she headed to a party to drown her sorrows. But things took a turn for the worse when her friends issued a cruel dare: kiss a stranger or beg her mate for forgiveness. With no other choice, Jasmine approached a stranger and kissed him, thinking that would be the end of it. However, the stranger unexpectedly wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "You're mine!" He growled, his words sending shivers down her spine. And then, he offered her a solution that would change everything...
I Alpha Kai of the Lycan pack reject you as my mate" Karen unexpectedly heard those words of rejection shattering down her soul, breaking her heart into pieces, Worst of all was the hatred his eyes bore as he peered straightly into hers and said those words of rejection. She stood there in her own agony as she watched the handsome young man that she had been attracted to few minutes ago turned his shoulder on her and Walked away. Why was life this cruel to her? Rejected and always maltreated by her own father who was an Alpha of the Cresent pack, she had always looked forward to her Mate loving her, and now a second rejection? *** Alpha Kai, the alpha of the Lyca pack felt no absolute regret as he spat out those words. How could he feel regret for a murderer's daughter? Alpha Kai had waited so long for this moment, for her to mark her eighteenth birthday. He had it all planned( kidnapping her and using her as a slave) and couldn't wait for her to be his slave in order to carry out a revenge mission he had for so long plotted. She maybe innocent, but using her as a slave in order to pay for her father's heinous crime was the only way he had thought he would gain his desired revenge. What happens when love struck and then he found out about her past, would his cold hearted heart open up and learn to love her? A love no one saw coming
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”
Desperate to handle her grandmother's towering medical bills, Gianna agreed to a contract marriage with Tristan, the enigmatic man she'd once shared a one-night stand with. She assumed they'd fulfill each other's needs and dissolve the arrangement once the terms expired. Unbeknownst to Gianna, this marriage was a dream Tristan had clung to for ten relentless years. Certain she was just filling someone else's role, Gianna prepared to leave when that other woman returned. But Tristan, his eyes burning with unspoken emotion, seized her trembling hand and declared, "You’re mine. Now and always."
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.