(CAPTURED SERIES #3) "Don't you for a second believe that we are ever letting you go, sweetheart". He muttered against her ear, his husky voice sending jolt through her body. His tongue suddenly flicked out to lick her ear lobe. She didn't even understand why was this happening to her. "You are stuck between us, Vanessa." another voice muttered out as he trailed his lips down her chest, his breath fanning against the skin between valley of her breasts. She whimpered feeling scared of them. "You are ours, love." the third voice made it's way to her ear. The last brother's lips teasing the nape of her neck and he suddenly bite the sensitive skin there making tears fell out of her doe eyes. "P-P-P-Please l-l-l-let me g-go." Vanessa pleaded to them making the trio smirked at her stuttering self. "Say this without stuttering and then we will consider your request." one of them said to her and the trio laughed at her aloud. *** Joaquin, Emiliano and Alejandro Fernandez are the triplet brothers. Their aura screams danger and power. They always have the upper hand and no one dares to cross them. They never had a mother figure in their life but a bastard father names Teal, who was killed at the name of peace treaty by Russian mafia boss Miakhail Igor Gorbachev years ago. Now they only had their lovely sister with them but she was also taken away by Liam ovich Gorbachev and the Spanish trio brothers are furious would be an understatement. Vanessa Lynn Gorbachev, daughter of Rooh and Mikhail Igor Gorbachev and the only sister of Liam, is an innocent little girl. She was as innocuous as the child because she was never been out in the cruel world. She was homeschooled because of her stuttering problem. She was untainted by the reality of the cruel world and has the heart of an angel. But what will happen when this innocuous angel will be captured by the three devils? Will she be able to survive in their darkness or lighten up their lives?

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A beautiful story between a chubby, clingy girl and a mischievous, naughty extrovert. what will happen when an arrange marriage would tie an ambivert with an extrovert. the story would carry fluff, puppy love, cuddles and mature them. Let us take this story of Anika and Arjun to our heart. First book of 'Was it was' series

He used her body and left her soul. "You're nothing more than his mistress" Nandini x Manik 🔞 X-rated 🌚

manan + dark story.. . 18+ ( mature content) .. Lust to true love .. its a story how innocent Angel changes monster Glimpse Manik - wo girl kon hai. Person- sir, mr.dinesh murthy ki daughter hai Manik- kon ??Jo accounts department me kamm kerte h... Person- yes sir. Aaj hi unka promotion hua hai.. Now he is manager Manik smiled evilly Manik- okk... Now go and find more info about that beautiful Person- yes sir Scene change Nandu sitting in corner of bed fully n****.. And crying like hell...trying to cover her body with duvet Manik is sitting in front of her....and smoking Manik - now work is done.... Jaldi utho and wear ur clothes...

Manik and nandini....Two friends.... Nandini a pure soul and Manik evil..... how will nandini Face this Manik who don't understand any thing other than this that **U belong to me...Only me **Will nandini be able to change him?? I am a fan of manan well inspired by a lot of stories so... yeah tried one....1st attempt.....so any suggestions are welcomed **matured content**

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. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• 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.

"What are you?" the older man questioned, his voice a chilling blend of authority and amusement, like a knife wrapped in silk. "Your wife," I replied softly, my tone laced with the submission he seemed to crave. "No," he murmured, his lips brushing mine, the words a dark caress that sent shivers through me. "You are my doll, milaya." He towered over me, his intimidating presence both suffocating and intoxicating. The nickname, spoken in that deep, accented voice, wrapped around me like a chain I couldn't help but love. "You are the only woman who is allowed to warm my bed at night," he said, his voice a dark melody, smooth but unnerving. "The only woman who's allowed to step into my office and bend over my desk, waiting for me to come home so I can fuck you." A cold, low chuckle rumbled from his chest, the sound as sinister as it was intoxicating, sending shivers down my spine. ♡ Dimitri Mikhailov, the russian mobster. His presence filled the room like a storm. He didn't have to move or speak to dominate the room. Broad-shouldered and imposing, his scarred face told a thousand stories that he'd never waste words on. He was my husband and I was his precious doll.

SMUT WARNING!! : This book isn't sweet romance. It's filthy, raw and unapologetically dark. Expect: *Three brothers who don't know the meaning of gentle.* *A heroine who moans even when she swears she won't.* *Fingers, tongues, and cocks where she least expects them.* ~~~♠~~~ "Spread wider, Angel," Zane growled against my ear, his fingers ruthless between my thighs. Ziven's c*ck shoved deep down my throat, hot, thick and massive. "Right there. Open up and take it like the filthy tease you've been." And behind me, Zarek drove into me deeper, pounding and claiming every inch. "Feel that? Dripping wet. Doesn't matter how hard I pound-she'll still take more. She's fucking built for it. Our cocks." I begged desperately- clenching, gushing, and trembling through every thrust and claim. I never thought I'd crave this- three brothers who claimed me, ruined me, and made me beg for more. But I do. God, I do. My name is Zayla Everly Hollis. I died the night I married Lugard Blade. He broke me and killed me. But fate brought me back. Given a second chance, I ran. Straight into the arms of the three most powerful men in Chicago. THE MADDOX BROTHERS. Ziven. Commanding, brilliant, and dangerous with a keyboard. Zarek. Cold, ruthless, and sharp as glass. Zane. Charming, wicked, and heartbreak in human form. They offered me safety. Then they became my obsession. Now they're my only protection from the monster I once called husband. But with three billionaires wanting one broken girl, hearts will shatter. And when the past comes knocking... I'll have to choose between revenge-and the triplets who made me feel alive again.

WHAT IS PLEASURE ? A COMPLETE BLISS THAT YOU FEEL AFTER COPULATING! WHAT IF YOU WERE GIVEN AN OPTION WHERE YOU JUST HAVE TO EXPERIENCE THIS BLISS FOR A WHOLE YEAR... SOUNDS EUPHORIC RIGHT? LIFE IS NOT ALWAYS ABOUT FEELING ECSTASY THERE'S ALWAYS SOME ANGST, DESOLATION, MELANCHOLY AND SO MANY OTHER THINGS OPPOSITE OF HAPPINESS I SIGNED UP MY LIFE FOR ALL THESE THINGS AND NOT JUST FOR THAT BLISS -SAMANTHA WE THE ROMANO BROTHERS CAN BRING ANYONE ON THEIR KNEES BUT OUR ANGEL WOULDN'T SUCCUMB TO OUR BEHEST PEOPLE FEAR TO EVEN HAVE A GLIMPSE AT US BUT SHE CHALLENGES US BEING THE DEVILS WE LOVE THE PROVOCATION AND INTEND TO FULFIL HER EVERY CARNAL DESIRE SHE'S TRULY THE EPITOME OF SEX GODDESS AND WE HER DEVILS ARE ON A EXPEDITION TO RAVAGE HER - ROMANO BROTHERS _________________________________________ 💕 Hello my lovely reader's 💕 There will be extreme mature scenes only for 18+ #BDSM #DDLG #OtherKinkyStuff #Explicitscenes #Abusivecontents #Maturescene #Menagerie #Multiplepartners #Depression #Disturbingcontent And finally lot's and lot's of SMUT/EROTICA mentioned throughout the Story 😜 _________________________________________