His teeth graze my jawline as he growls low in his throat. "Beg prettier." "Please, Dante... I need it. I want you to make me cum...please." My voice cracks, desperate now. Finally, he chuckles, a dark, dangerous sound that sends heat pooling low in my belly. "Good girl." Without warning, he lets my legs drop from around his waist. I barely have time to catch my breath before his hands grip my thighs, spreading them wide as he drops to his knees in front of me. "Keep those pretty legs open." He commands, his tone leaving no room for argument. Then his mouth is on me. I gasp, my hands flying to his hair as his tongue flicks over my clit, sending shockwaves through my body. He groans against me, the vibrations making my knees threaten to buckle. "Oh-fuck... yes." I moan, my hips rocking instinctively. His hands grip my thighs tighter, keeping me pinned against the wall as he devours me like a man starved. His tongue moves with devastating precision, switching between slow, teasing licks and fast, relentless strokes that make my head spin. "Such a mess already." He growls against me. "You taste so fucking good." My fingers tug at his hair, my body trembling as I feel the orgasm building fast and hard. "Dante, I'm gonna-" "Not yet." he said, pulling back just enough to blow cool air on my throbbing clit. "I'll tell you when you're allowed." "Please, I'm so close..." I whimper, hips rolling. "You'll wait." His tongue dives back in, and this time, he doesn't hold back. The pace is brutal, unrelenting. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• She was hired to clean his home, not unravel his heart. Dante lives in a world of violence, power, and control. Amore doesn't belong there-but neither does her softness. Still, something about her quiet defiance draws him in. Secrets fester, danger looms, and love becomes the riskiest game. As enemies close in, desire turns dead

I couldn't stop my eyes as they wandered around his body, looking at each and every curve and line. Though what caught my interest was his wolf mark, one that every wolf has. His was a intricate design on his bicep that I was itching to touch. It went perfectly with his tanish skin and blonde hair. He was like a Roman $ex God, and I wouldn't mind "praying" to him, any day. "Eva,'' I looked up at Will's face, but my eyes decided to do they're own thing and traveled down his muscular body, eventually landing on his abs. God! They don't even deserve to be called abs. They're more like a diamond washboard, that I feel tempted to wash my clothes on! Someone bring me the Downy! His eyes turned a few shades darker then, his skin so close to mine that the heat radiated between our bodies. He moved closer, his crystal blue eyes a midnight blue, warming me to my core. He wanted me just as badly as I wanted him. This was a battle between Alphas, who will dominate? Game on Mr. Sexy Piece of A$s.

A battle-scarred Alpha and a broken woman with hidden wounds are fate-bound-but she wants nothing to do with him. As danger looms and tempers flare, he'll have to find a way to break down her walls before it's too late. *** Scars...some are worn on the outside and read like a book, others are hidden on the inside, unseen but shape every fabric of our being. Alpha Chris has his share of scars. He wears them like badges of honour, having earned them protecting his pack. Jess carries hers on the inside, a collection of secret shame... After Jess breaks free of an abusive ex, she goes home to her farm in the remote countryside to pick up the pieces of her shattered life. She tries to bury her trauma and move on, determined not to let anyone get too close again. Chris has given up on finding his mate and focuses all of his energy on his pack, growing colder and more distant with every passing year. Just when he least expects it, she falls into his lap, smelling like his best friend and wanting nothing to do with him. What happens when a battle-hardened Alpha who is used to getting his way comes up against a stubborn woman set on walling herself from everyone? More than brute strength is needed to break through those walls and reach her. When hidden enemies threaten both their lives, will he be able to reach his Goddess-given gift in time? Or will pride and tempers ruin their last chance at happiness? The Moon Goddess has a plan that neither understands. *** BOOK 1 OF THE FORGOTTEN WOLF SERIES

"Understand, little mate," Nathaniel's lips curled into a smile, "That I intend to fuck you on every surface of this house. There will not be a single room that is not saturated with the scent of your pleasure." *** When human seamstress Mira is offered a job by the handsome and mysterious Lord Nathaniel, she is too desperate for the money to say no, even if it means working amongst Wolves. Knowing how humans have been treated by Wolves in the past, Mira is prepared to keep her head down and stay out of the Lord's way, except Lord Nathaniel seems to have the opposite plan. Mira isn't prepared for the strange pull that keeps drawing her towards the Lord, or for his long and heated glances at her in the corridors, and Mira is left questioning why the Lord could be so interested in her. After all, she couldn't be his Fated Mate - right? The Wolf Lord's Mate is a slow-burn Human x Alpha romance with plenty of smutty scenes 😈 All Cassidy Smoke books have an HEA ending. UPDATES every Friday on Wattpad Or read ahead and get twice weekly updates on Patreon

BOOK 1 "This is what you wanted hmm?" he asked breathlessly whispering in my ear. "For me to fuck this tight little pussy." THIS STORY IS NOT EDITIED‼️

[Selected for the Wattys shortlist-2025] "𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍. 𝑵𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆. 𝑵𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉." When Vanora Blackthorn is forced into a cold, calculated marriage to Alestor Drevenhart-the ruthless heir of a powerful dynasty-she thinks she's escaped one nightmare only to enter another. But beneath the icy vows and suffocating walls of the Drevenhart estate, something begins to shift. Secrets fester. Obsession brews. And love? Love was never part of the deal... until it becomes the deadliest one of all. Will she survive the cruel games of a family that never wanted her? Will he learn to love the woman he was never meant to care for? Or will their hearts shatter beneath the very vows that bound them?" "𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒐𝒔, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕."

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 Rosalia De Luca had everything-a wealthy family, a good life, and a name that commanded respect. But the moment her father's empire crumbled, so did her freedom. And Xavier Vincenzo, the man she despised most, was there to collect the pieces. He didn't just buy out her family's company. He bought her. Now, trapped as his personal assistant-his possession-she is forced to endure his rules, his punishments, and his suffocating presence. Every glance, every touch, every cruel smirk reminds her of one thing: she belongs to him. "Strip." The word sent a cold shiver down her spine, but his voice left no room for refusal. She stood frozen as his blue eyes darkened with cruel amusement. "You keep forgetting," he murmured, leaning back in his chair. "I own you now." Rosalia hates him. She swears she does. But the worst part? Her body refuses to listen. In a game of power, obsession, and dangerous desire, will she break beneath his control-or will she be the one to shatter him first? WARNING: This novel contains dark themes, toxicity, and an intense power imbalance. Read at your own risk.

When Alexis agrees to help the school's player, she must guard the secret that could unravel everything - even as unexpected feelings complicate the game. *** What happens when Alexis Dawson, the 'resident loser' of Redwood High, agrees to help the school's notorious player, Aaron Walker? How can she stop herself from falling for him? It isn't all love and romance - Alexis has a secret of her own. Join them on a journey of jealousy, betrayal, trust, friendship, and love. A little favour just got a whole lot more complicated. *** He was so close, his breath hit my lips. His eyes darted from my eyes to my lips. I stared intently, awaiting his next move. His lips fell near my ear. "Shut up and kiss me" He whispered roughly. A chill shot up my spine. I pulled back, staring at his eyes and leaned in...

After Adele lost her mother she was dragged into a world that she knew nothing about by a father she didn't even know existed. Having been thrown into the darkness will she be able to come out and find the light or will she be swallowed completely and give up. While as Matteo and Antonio joined the race of power who will win the bloody crown and Adele the half cast's heart. ....... Are black and white meant to mix? Join us and see in Mixed Colours: Adele The Half Cast

Imma right nonsense until I actually know what I want to write. This story had no story line at all ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dedicated: to me, myself and I Don't even pull that shīt on me saying some "omg don't you have any decency, you are to young to write this" If you can't handle then bye bítch ,there's the door. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Trigger warning: suicide So well I have a wild imagination when it comes to books like this , so why not write my own lol. Any way hope you enjoy. If you can't handle reading sexual activity then this is not the book for you. If you can't handle anything to do with pleasure then please leave I am not responsible if anything happens. How ever you are entitled to feel how you do. Vote. Comment. Share.