BEING REWRITTEN AND EDITED 🧡 RATED #1 in #Wolfpack, #Kinky, #Submissive, #adultfiction, #softbdsm, #bdsmcommunity, #alpha and #Eroticromance!!!! Updates often!! ***this story contains heavy language, and is very mature!!! Erotic scenes almost immediately. You've been warned. Read with caution*** ----- I look back at Alpha Knox who was now in front of me, towering over me as if I was a brand new pup. "I gave an order not to wear those." He said through his clenched jaw. Knowing right away he was talking about my shorts I pull them up and place one of my hands on the right side of my exposed ass. "I don't think you're in charge of me Alpha Knox. And I quite like the way the breeze feels against my skin." His eyes darken as his body tenses, "I have no problem ripping those off and bending you over my fucking knee, as your mate, you respect me. As the alpha, you follow my orders." Did he... did he just say what I think he said? I could hear girls in the background speaking of Alpha Knox and his fit body, but I was focused on something much more important than some school girl talk. "And who is your mate?" I asked, with sarcasm leaking through the seams. His hand grabbed firmly onto my ass, his nose connecting with my sweet spot that one day will be marked by my mate, his hot breath sending shivers throughout my entire body. "I think you know." With that, he walked away.

"𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭" ------------------------------------ I hear he breathing hitch I lean over close to her ear. "You know what I hate hm" she doesn't respond "I don't like repeating myself," I say as I squeeze her neck a little tighter not enough to cause pain not that I think she would mind. Something tells me that this vixen likes a little pain. "No sir" she tried to say but it comes out as a soft moan. What I'd pay to hear that every day. "I hate being ignored Arabelle" she visibly gulps "I wasn't I wasn't ignoring you" I chuckle humorlessly release her neck and go sit in my chair. "Over my knee Now!" she looks stunned but doesn't move. "I already told you I don't like repeating myself"

"Why are you in my kitchen at 3am?" I asked eyeing her up down. "Um, im really craving some cupcakes they're my favorite thing to eat" She admitted closing the counter behind herself and looking up at me. I humed. Maybe I could just buy her a whole cupcake shop so she'd have all the options of cupcakes in the world? I should do that, and I will. "How about we get back into bed , and get cupcakes tomorrow?" I compromised and she smiled as she ran into my arms giving me a big hug. After recently being forced into marriage Eliana didn't know to feel but she didn't like it much. She thought they wouldn't even have to talk while they were married but what if they in a effort to become better people? What if they actually fall INLOVE? Will that shock other people? {MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY READ AT UR OWN RISK}

He whispered, "Don't make a sound." "How do you expect me to beg and cry for you?" I taunt and attempt to dig my nails in the hand he rested in front of me, eye level while I was on his lap. He squeezed the hand tightly before pushing it behind my back. He slapped my ass hard for the little comment, and I gawked. I've never been struck, or punished before. "I'm sure you'll find an alternative." Sayter stroked my hair, and spanked me again. - It's 1890, the Victorian Era. Theres a killer on the loose, and it's a pretty little thing named Victoria Vonscuets. Victoria fakes her job as a prostitute to lure her clients into bed with her and to their brutal deaths. But if she had a rival for notoriety, it was Sayter Hamel, a vicious, brutal crime lord who tortured and killed victims on his raider who owed more than they could give. When Victoria decides she wants to try and kill Sayter, she's caught and Sayter decides he'll keep her for himself and teach her submission. But Victoria has a plan to exceed the same goal, all she has to do is sell her soul. ⚠️WARNING THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT INCLUDING SEX, KIDNAPPING, TORTURE, AND A BDSM RELATIONSHIP SO IF THIS IS NOT YOUR THING MOVE ON⚠️

(Preview) "So you admit to seducing me?" Elijah whispered against my neck. He snaked his arm around my waist and pulled me closer. His soft lips brushed against my neck, goosebumps began to coat my skin. I screwed my eyes shut and bit my lip. I sucked in a breath when his tongue touched my hot skin, slowly he caressed his tongue along my jawline then gently bit my earlobe. "Elijah." I moaned softly. "Yes." He responded in his deep soothing voice. "You're fiancé is outside." I replied, as I held his shoulders for balance. "She can wait." - 24-year-old Josephine, a carefree and creative woman who owns one of the best studios in New York. 27-year-old Elijah, stubborn but loving man. One of the best photographers in America engaged to a well known model. A secret affair occurs between them both as time passes they realise that they can't get enough of each other and there's a risk that one of them might catch feelings. Will they both come to the realization and end it or continue to fulfill their desires therefore the whole situation can be an endangerment to their careers? [ m a t u r e c o n t e n t ] - 18 +

"I won't hesitate to bend you over my desk and take you right here, right now" ~ in which a troubled, rebellious girl gets sent away to an Obedient school to fix her behavioral issues. <What the readers are saying about the book> "Omg I am literally speechless this book was so fucking good I have never read a book like this ever" -JBradford05 "Reading this was a crazy experience, had me feeling a different emotion each chapter" -SaucyLittleMinx "Not gonna lie this book fucked my brain .....but it is also one of the "best books" I read" -VeritableS "This book completely mind fucked me" -swag_Cco "I'm not even gonna question what I've just read. I came here for smut and received something I didn't expect" -IGOBYA "...This has to be one of the best books I've ever read..." -yomamail

"I wouldn't bend over wearing that if I were you." A deep voice comes from behind me. Alexander. "Who are you to tell me what to wear." I counter as I turn to face him. He's leaning against the brick walls of our building, holding a cigarette to his lips, wearing the leather jacket I saw him in the first time we met and he looks unbelievably good. ~ ~WARNING~ This story may contain mature themes, language, scenes, mentions of drugs, alcohol, abuse ect. BEWARE

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