"Good girl, now, call me Daddy!" He whispers, his voice sexy as fuck. "Daddy!" I voiced out, but it came out as a whispering threat. "Louder!" He commands. "Daddy!" I yelled softly, feeling the deliciousness of how sins are made. He kisses my forehead and then reaches to the bedside table for a foil packet. "Stay still, don't move," He orders as he releases my hair. "I'll about to serve you dinner in bed, and I'll make sure all ingredients are included," He said, rubbing the swollen tits. - Brielle Damara, a soon-to-be university graduate, unexpectedly reunites with a long-lost friend she had admired for years. Though initially hesitant and saddened by their encounter, Brielle finds herself ensnared in Jace De Leon's dominant web. At first, she sees BDSM as a twisted and psychopathic path, but little does she know that it holds a tantalizing allure for her. As Jace arranges a contract, a racy romance unfolds, indulging Brielle's desire to be enslaved as his submissive. Together, they explore consensual scenes of satisfaction and misery, where whips and shackles become part of their passionate game, and sex finds a new realm of expression. This is book one of the ADDICTED TO YOU SERIES. Rated 18 - Proceed with caution

The hands on my body felt like placeholders for theirs. Matteo leaned into me, his lips brushing my skin, "Why would we want to hurt you?" He paused, lightly licking my face, and inhaling deeply as if that was the only breath he needed. "I just want to see your eyes roll back and feel your cunt struggle to take me." *** Mature content. BDSM. SMUT. 🏅#1: Doms 06/24 🏅#6: bdsmrelationship 07/24 🏅#4: Threesome 08/24 🏅#9: mxfxm 09/24 🏅#1: Vacation 02/25

We all cross lines at some point in our lives. Some small, some big. Some once, others over and over again. Some lead to ruin. Others to something dangerously close to bliss. I crossed some lines. Two weeks. That's all it took. For me to cross lines there would be no coming back from. Lines that changed me, unraveled me, awakened parts of me I thought were long buried, and ones I never knew existed at all. Two weeks. Two men. Endless lines. Will they blur into something blissful or destroy everything I've known? --- When Ava arrived at the cabin with her boyfriend for two weeks of wedding chaos, she expected nerves, a little anxiety, and time to reconnect with the man she thought she wanted. What she didn't expect was them. His older brother. The brother's best friend. Two men- one all control, the other pure chaos- who would blur every boundary, unravel every certainty, and draw out a version of her she's never been brave enough to become. Because some lines, once crossed, don't just change you. They remake you entirely. 18+

Amanda Fox thought a successful career was all she wanted, until she embarks on a five-day trip aboard The Pleasure Cruise, and explores her sexuality in a way that blew her mind. According to her butler, "The Pleasure Cruise is a safe place that caters to pleasure seekers, freedom lovers, and of course, those who could afford it. A ticket to the cruise is quite expensive, but its value cannot be found in all the luxury you'll see around the ship- it is the cost of freedom..." She meets Alex, who introduces her to a lifestyle she never knew- bondage, dominance, submission, sadism, and masochism. It opened her mind to a dimension of herself, but it also opened her life to unimaginable dangers that could topple hard-earned achievements in her career. Iris sizzles with unique romance and erotic passion that captures the essence of being truly human. It is an iron-clad love story.

𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬, 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬, 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 and 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 for 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭!𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲. There is a mix of 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 and 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 in this collection. All of these stories are posted on my Tumblr and AO3 as well. This writing is intended for people over 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲. If you are a minor, do not interact! Beware of 𝐍𝐨𝐧-𝐂𝐨𝐧 and 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤/𝐓𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 in this writing! All my work are with 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 in mind! I try not to describe the reader in detail since I want to be as inclusive as possible. I do not consent to have my work posted, translated or published anywhere. The only place you will find my work is on Tumblr, AO3 and Wattpad under the username bucky-barnes-diaries. If it's found anywhere besides those mentioned, it has been reposted without my permission.

"Call me daddy and I'd let you cum on my fingers like the dirty slut you are." His fingers fucked my pussy, making me shudder. "D-daddy" I moaned the word out, feeling my body on fire. "Cum for daddy, good girl" * For the last few years of my life, I have believed that I have lost the ability to want or crave anything and anyone but when I meet Wildern Marchetti, I can't help it. I want him to pin him down and fuck me like a ragdoll. It doesn't matter that he is almost twice older than I am. For the first time in years, I truly crave something... Someone... To be fucked good by my daddy. COME FOR DADDY IS HIGHLY EROTIC.

Bound by Force isn't just a place; it's a sentence. It's where the law doesn't reach, where morality is stripped away, and where your "no" is the sweetest sound the shadows have ever heard. Welcome to a world of wicked symmetry. Step inside, lock the door, and prepare to be broken. They aren't just going to take what they want. They're going to make me love the way they take it.

"Just let me take care of you," Alexander says as his hand moves across my thigh, his legs holding me in place on the couch. "I can't, it's too much-" I go to move his hand, but another set of hands stop mine. The rings and veins make it obvious who it is. "Enzo, please," I whine quietly. "Be a good girl and sit still. You need a release, baby. Do you want us to make you cum, or Vince?" It was then that I look over to the armchair in the corner, a silent set of eyes sweeping along my body before raising to my eyes. Vince. _________________________________ Ellie Taylor was strong. A 20-year-old college student with two full time jobs and being forced to take care of her younger brother, Eddie, it was fair to say that she was exhausted. She needed someone to take care of her, but would she let anyone in long enough to take control? The A.V.E Brothers. Not actually brothers, but business partners and friends. Alexander Marcello, the professor. Enzo Romano, the CEO. Vince Grey, the Bodyguard. They were bored of their easy and lonely lifestyle, and needed to have a challenge; something new. They craved control. Would they be able to keep someone around long enough to relinquish their control?

"This room will hold your highest pleasure... and your deepest pain. I'm going to bring you to the edge-until you're shaking, screaming, begging with a voice you can barely use. I'll hurt you in ways that make your body rebel and crave it all at once. I'll beat you. Bruise you. Etch my ownership into your skin. Do you know why?" he asked, voice like velvet-wrapped steel. "Because I own you, Lahni. Every inch of you. Your moans, your tears, your pleasure, your pain-they all belong to me. You're my toy to break apart and rebuild how I see fit." I moaned without meaning to-my pussy pulsed, my skin flushed hot. His dominance soaked into me like heat into bone. And just like that, my will surrendered, piece by trembling piece.

"You can't take all of us, sweetheart." Valen's voice is smooth, teasing, but the way his fingers brush against my hip isn't playful. It's testing. Behind me, Fennec chuckles, his breath warm as he leans in, his lips barely ghosting the shell of my ear. "She could try." His voice dips lower, dragging heat down my spine. "I'd love to watch her try." ------------------------------- Soraya Cordova was never meant to survive. Stolen as a child and discarded as a mistake, she was given a second chance when the Cordovas adopted her into a life of wealth, secrets, and silent wars. But when her parents are declared dead and the world turns against her found family, she realizes survival is no longer enough, she needs to fight. Raised as assassins, her adoptive brothers have spent years keeping her in the dark, but now? Now, she's in the center of the storm. Wanted by the government. Hunted by the man who created her. And trapped in a dangerous game of love, loyalty, and lies with the only people who have ever mattered. Because in their world, trust is a weapon. Not all love stories are gentle. Some are jagged at the edges, built on shadows and sins, tangled in pasts too dark to escape. White Lies is one of those stories. It's about the things we do to survive, the lies we tell to protect, and the love that thrives even in the darkest corners. Read at your own risk.