Rated R "Please, faster," I begged but he didn't oblige. "No, my control, my pace," he said. Then, I felt his lips on mine as he continued easing in and out of me. I kissed him with passion, letting him dominate the kiss, knowing that I would never win. Master left my lips as his trailed from my shoulder until my earlobe. He nipped on it while he slowly and seductively whispered, "I want to be deep inside you, I want my cóck so deep that I am fúcking your womb as you scream my name in pleasure, begging for more. I want to fill you with my semen as your tight cúnt stretches and your walls clenching on my long and thick díck while I pound into you senselessly until you forget your name." After everything he said, I felt myself dripping and wet for him, for my master. "What's stopping you, master?" I moaned in response. ---------------- Kathleen Bellisima, she's none other than the youngest female CEO of the top model agency in New York. She has it all, beauty and intelligence. Every man and sometimes even women desired her. What's one thing that kept her from having relationships? Her past. She's the definition of perfection to all people but she never looked at herself like others did. She's empty, broken, and lonely. She's been afraid of trust, love, and commitments. Then, she met Alexander Peterson. Her life changed. Who is Alexander in her life, what made such difference? ---------------- This book contains graphic contents such as language and sexual contents. This is also my first book containing BDSM-related contents so please leave comments and tell me if you like it or not! Chapters 9,13,18, and 21 are the ones with the restricted contents. Skip them if you feel uncomfortable on reading the sexual contents.

"Please dont do this, I don't want it. Please." I plead with him but it's no use. He walks over to me and slams his hand on the wall next to my head, making me jump. "Turn around." He speaks slowly in a low tone. I don't move out of fear and stare at him. "NOW!" I jump and slowly turn around. I feel him move my hair to the side and puts it on. He turns me back around, smiling. "Now, that wasn't so bad." He pauses staring at me. "Make sure you never take this off. Do you understand? Never." He says in a commanding tone, looking into my eyes. I nod silently, he stares at me and gently kisses my cheek. "I will be back for you later." He turns and leaves the room. Once I'm sure he is gone, I go to the mirror. I look at my neck and see it... A leather collar with his name inscripted on it . Damien ***** If you think this is a happy story, it's not so beware. This story includes dark love with obsession and an extreme possessive dominant male.

"Beau, stop," I gasped, but I didn't want him to stop. "Amabelle. I am your alpha and your mate. You are mine and only mine. I am yours and only yours. Don't tell me what I can and can't do to you," he murmured. "I-" I started. My protests were silenced with his lips pressed against mine, and the traitor I was to myself, I made no move to remove them. -------------------- Amabelle Murdock has experienced much, much more than an eighteen year old should. She witnessed her pack being brutally murdered and her parents dying while saving she and her siblings. Her heavy past is a burden that she feels no other person should feel the need to help carry. Beau Chandler is the breathtakingly possessive alpha-to-be. There's just one thing holding him back from gaining his alpha title: a mate. He needs a luna by his side in order to truly rule the pack. When Amabelle and Beau meet, both are desperately in love with one another. However, Amabelle is determined not to let her past be a burden to her mate. Beau is determined to show Amabelle that she belongs to him. ----------- Okay so this was written a long time ago, so it's obviously problematic. Please no negative comments⏤I'm in the process of editing it, I know it's immensely flawed.

To the world he was a beast but for her he would do anything. He could have the world but all he wanted was her. They say the things we want most are the things we can't have. For she was so afraid of him that even the thought of him could have her running for the hills. Little did she know that she was the only one who didn't have to be afraid of him. Credits for the cover go to @Chatachino for the amazing cover.

(COMPLETED) BOOK TRAILER IN CHAP. 1!!! I had just turned 19 and was about to graduate high school, entering into an amazing university. Surrounded by plenty of friends, I had such a bright future ahead of me. Everything changed when I met the devil named Eric. Disguised as an angel, I was pulled into his dangerous world. Eric was one of the most deadly, viperous, and wicked mafia leaders. His name haunted his victims heads. He was every bit of dangerous as beautiful, someone so perfect only existed in my wildest dreams. He was everything a girl could ask for. Or so he perceived it to be. . . Blinded from the start in his ethereal world, soon I realize that it was all merely just a mask. And what lies beneath the mask, was far more sinister. *** WARNING: This story contains violence and mature scenes. Read at your own risk. *** I pulled away, with some difficulty from his tight hold. "I need to go, I can't stay." It didn't change anything for him, he continued to kiss my neck as if I had never spoken. That's when his hand slipped underneath my volleyball spandex. I gasped out, covering my mouth as I shut my eyes. "I know you want to stay, so stay. I'll make you feel better than any high school guy ever could." Eric sexily purred in my ear. His fingers found the weakness between my legs, and my hands clamped onto the back of his neck as his kisses nuzzled on my neck. I leaned my head back, taking in sharp breaths as his fingers felt inside me. He was so good at everything he did, I was learning from what seemed a professional. After taking another brief look at the clock, I decided to take the risk. After all, an adventure is much more fun when it's dangerous. Or so I'm hoping, I never really had the guts to do anything mischievous before. *** #1 in Romance 7/22/18 His Obsession. Copyright © 2018. All Rights Reserved.

Lucas Alberto. The Devilish Duke. That's what everyone calls him. And he is a devil like everyone says. He is top in business, arrogance, sexiness and good looks. If he doesn't like something, it will disappear from the face of the earth in a few minutes. But what if he likes someone? The someone, who is very special. The girl who captured his heart since the first time he saw her. The innocent angelic Anabelle. He feels an inevitable attraction for her, which they both can't deny. But how will he make her his, when everyone tries to stop him from reaching her? He is a popular Devil. She is an avoided Angel. But no. He is not going to stop at anything from making her his. The amazing cover is made by Sweetblast.

"Sell your virginity to me and I will clear your father's debt." ~~.~~ Angelique Ryans had a promising future ahead of her. Prestige school, lovable personality, talent. She had it all, until the day her father gambled away their lives to a man famed for brutality. The choice was simple - strip for the mafia or die a miserable death. Or..to strike a deal with the devil himself. Nikolai Ivanov had his sights set on her. An innocent and pure Angel - all his to break. Ruling with an iron fist and wicked heart, he was ought to ruin her. Every curve of her was made for him to take and ravish. Only, this Angel is fiercer then she seems. She's the light to his darkness. The calm to his storm. In the end...who will break first?

"Hmm I see but I don't want to be in a relationship " I say sternly "Okay princess what If I go underneath this table ...will I not find you soaked" "No" I say clearing my throat He uses his knee to spread my legs from under the table . Looking at him I gasp . He proceeds to go underneath the table His hands start from my ankle and they travel up my legs reaching my inner thighs. He starts kissing each thigh earning me to moan. He places his hands on my waist pulling me to come closer to him. He caress my thighs and he starts taking off my underwear. "Your soaked princess" I can't see his face but I know his smirking "Nope it's discharge" I try holding back a moan "Are you sure princess" he brings his lips close to my entrance . I can feel him breathing on my clit . I grip onto the table for support. I feel him pulling away and I almost cry from the neglect. He comes up from the table fixing his posture . He smirks and he places my underwear in his pocket . "Why" I breathe out "Princess , I don't like to be provoked and I hate liars" he says pouring himself more wine 6 days is all she needs ...... Zuri takes a vacation to America but three men desire, lust and passion reroute everything for her. She is in bliss out living the American dream but sometimes meeting a stranger isn't always in your best interest #56 in sexual 6/03/22 #38 in desire 13/05/22 #10 in interesting 16/05/22 #17 in mystery-thriller 1/05/22 #7 in Lust 6/09/22

❝You're an innocent, pretty flower.. And i'm an uncontrollable outrageous wild-fire..❞ He stated with his husky tone, making me even more intrigued. [Ch. 4] ❝Let everyone hear how i make you feel darlin'..❞ His breath fanned against the soft skin on my neck. [Ch.7] ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── 𝙈𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 21 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙊𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙖 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙘𝙮, 𝙖𝙡𝙨𝙤 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙖𝙨 𝙇𝙞𝙫. 𝙎𝙝𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙖 𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙫𝙞𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙬𝙚. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙡𝙮, 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙡 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙖 𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙙 𝙗𝙤𝙮 𝙅𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙈𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙨.. **𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬. 𝐃𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝟭𝟴 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝.** #1 in Adult-content out of 8.8k stories. [11-08-22] #2 in Sexscenes out of 20.5k stories. [11-08-22] #2 in Dominance out of 4.7k stories. [01-09-22] #2 in Daddy out of 35.7k stories. [02-12-22]

"𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓯𝓾𝓬𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾? 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓫𝓮𝓰 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓲𝓽 𝓫𝓪𝓶𝓫𝓲𝓷𝓪." She was innocent, lost in her own world full of dreams. He was the devil, destroying anything that got in his way, when he wanted something he would get it. What happens when she turns out to be exactly what he wants? Aria Leone, daughter of the Don of one of the Italian mafia's, ruled in Chicago, finds herself in a hard predicament. Having to choose between her own blood and the man she once despised, but has now grown to love. Nicholas Russo, a ruthless killer, the most well known and feared Don in the Italian mafia, had a plan to get back at the Leone family, a plan of revenge. When he uses Aria to break down her family, he soon suddenly finds himself at a crossroad. Falling deeply in-love with his enemy's daughter. What would Nicholas's choice be? Get revenge or end his plan for good and accept that his dark world has finally found light. All through Aria. ~⃨∙⃨~⃨ "You are not allowed to be here, Mr. Russo wouldn't like it very much." I said, my heart beating at an unsteady pace just at the sight of him. His eyes moving to the slit in my dress revealing the tanned skin of my right leg. "Is that so?" He asked, his voice deep. Stepping closer to me, each step making me more nervous. "Y-yes" I whispered, almost sounding breathless. In the blink of an eye he was infront of me, still barely able to see his facial features accurately, the back of his hand brushing over my soft cheek. "And who are you?" The man questioned, I could feel my body warm up. "His wife." I stated. "Who are you?" feeling the pad of his thumb brushing over my lips, I clenched my legs together to stop the unfamiliar feeling that is forming between them. He smirked and whispered into my ear, "Russo" Sliding his hand to my inner thigh, brushing over my covered core. "Now, tell me why you are soaking wet."