Madison has a secret fantasy she keeps all to herself. A fantasy involving her husband, Blaine, and his gay best friend, Ryan. Nearly every night, Madison dreams of watching Blaine and Ryan get hot and heavy with one another. Little does she know - the line between fantasy and reality runs quite thin, if not nonexistent.

***Teague's Breeder will be published on Amazon Kindle and in print May 15th, 2020. It will be removed from Wattpad on May 10th, 2020. Only the first five chapters will remain on Wattpad*** WARNING: Mature. Contains Sexual Situations, Dubious Consent, Language. MMF sexual situations. Bisexuality, Homosexuality, Heterosexuality, and Sex-by-Wolf (not bestiality, just... sex without human sensibilities considered morally acceptable, i.e. dubious consent). Make good choices. Mina Daschel is poor. Dirt poor. It's not the end of the world, but sometimes it feels that way, especially as she struggles along raising her younger brother and sister while trying to keep her mom out of jail. Maybe she would have been fine, but then her mate, Blu, rejected her. Now all she can do is keep her head above water while life sweeps her further and further downstream. Her Alpha notices. It's his job to notice, after all. But Alpha Alexander has a bigger problem. He's not much of an alpha. It's his best friend and Beta, Teague, who is the real muscle in the pack, but Teague is MateLess. Cursed to be alone until his wolf goes feral and Alexander has to kill him. Why not kill two birds with one stone? Alexander institutes the Breeder program in his pack and gives the young Mina to his Beta, Teague, to be used to provide pups to the male. Of course, it can't really be that simple. There's the morality, naturally, and the rumors, and the falling in love, and Blu... but Teague isn't above doing whatever is necessary to take a Mate for himself. Beggars can't be choosers, unless they are bigger than everyone else... WARNING: Mature. Contains Sexual Situations, Dubious Consent, Language

The Perfect Recipe For Love: One imprisoned Mafia Don, Two spoonfuls of Sexiness, A pinch of Cockiness, And a pair of Handcuffs. All served with a healthy side of Sex.

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "I will savour every part of your body; every nook and every cranny. I will make you feel like my last meal. And I will do it with your husband in the next room." Sofia's breathing became ragged. She held the stupid cookbook to her chest like a lifesaver, but she couldn't stop her heart bashing against it. And Vaughn? His hand had somehow slipped up the hem of her dress... (Cover by @ilovepizaaaa)

His face relaxes and it clicks. I know him! I just saw him naked on Tumblr. "I'm sorry, but are you ... Mickey Vale?" He smiles. "Yes, I am. How do you know that?" ... Penny is a college student working as a maid in a hotel when she accidentally bumps into the celebrity staying in the penthouse suite. Michael Valentino, AKA Mickey Vale, is kind, handsome, and incredibly ... talented. Probably because he's a well-known adult entertainer. Penny has always been a fan, so when presented with an opportunity to experience his skills for herself, she can't say no. In the aftermath of their fling, their friendship turns into romance. But how will she deal with the reality of dating someone whose job is to sleep with other people? ... *Completed, unedited. Frequent explicit sexual content, intended for 18+ audiences ONLY. This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real persons, places, or events are completely coincidental. Please remember to vote and comment!

REWRITING IN PROGRESS: Plans to be partially rewritten (it's too cheesy and cliche even for me....the author) Keeping the original copy up here so don't worry, though I will REPLACE this current copy with the new one when I'm done. ------ Throughout my entire childhood Logan Greenwood fascinated me. Even though only a handful of words were exchanged between us over the years, everyday I'd search the crowded hallways for him. A freak snowstorm on our senior trip lands us in a remote cabin all alone. Together, we are forced to acknowledge the attraction that pulls us together. And after nothing is going to be the same. -------------------------- VERY MATURE CONTENT. GRAPHIC SEXUAL SCENES. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. This is a standalone novella in a standalone series. You don't have to read the others to read this baby.

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

[SAMPLE] Reed frowned, his eyes filled with confusion when he saw that Lena seemed to be fine. "I heard a scream," he announced stiffly, standing awkwardly over Lena's bed. Beneath the sheets, Lena was torn between renewed arousal and slight mortification. Embarrassment won. "Everything's fine," she muttered, trying to discreetly disengage the battery-operated toy from between her thighs. It was a thick phallus, way too thick to silently exit her wet pússy, but finally, finally, it popped out. "But you screamed." "Because I came, Reed." His bewilderment only grew. "Came where?" And that was when Lena knew that even after what had happened between them last night, Reed was still like a newborn, an innocent. He might have been the most intelligent guy she knew but in many ways, he was still the boy he'd been before the accident that had marred his life. So she heaved out a sigh, clamping her thighs together when she felt his gaze scorch her damp skin. "I had an orgasm, Reed." She calmly spelled it out, wondering if she should mention that it was his cock she'd been imagining inside her. Now that she knew what he was packing, it was impossible to get the image out of her head - not that she was trying. Reed swallowed, a blush creeping up his neck. Lena was instantly turned on by that blush, by his obvious discomfort and arousal. So she did the most natural thing that came to her. She pulled her sheets away.

College senior Rosaline Valencia hasn't been one for dating or much of anything as far as boys are concerned. Saddled with an unfortunate reputation from an incident that took place in high school, Rosaline even at twenty-one is still a virgin. That is until the hot band Sixes and Sevens shows up early for their gig at her college's Finals Fest. Noah Silas, the man of her dreams since she first started noticing boys, is close enough to kiss and touch and do so much more... and he's willing for all of it. However, Rosaline will be the first person to admit she's out of her depth with him and is skeptical of why someone like him would want anything to do with her. Making matters worse are Noah's explicit lyrics, which hint at all the dark and kinky exploits of his past.