I wound the hemp rope around my palms and under my thumbs, gripped tight. It slid smoothly across his chest as I stood behind him, enjoying the view of him knelt between my legs. The muscles of his shoulders were tight and tense, a light sweat clinging to the strands of hair along the nape of his neck. "Relax," I said in a soothing tone as I slowly, firmly, drew the ropes toward me. Beck groaned softly as his back arched involuntarily. His head tipped back against my stomach and he looked up at me with dark, needful eyes. I wanted to tell him again to relax, to breathe steady and slow against the bindings. Instead I watched the soft shake of his parted, pinked lips. And I wanted to kiss him. The realization was harsh. The blinding snap of my own camera flash. The loud whir of recharge adding static to my brain. "What?" he managed shakily, the words formed beneath my focus. I thought of how soft they would be. I thought of his warm body under my touch. I thought of how much I enjoyed every picture I had taken, and every picture I hoped to take. I thought of a kiss, here, a first. Upside down, arched close to me. He groaned again and I realized I had pulled on instinct, tightening the soft rope to keep him in place. I thought of it all and I wondered: is this it? Is this feeling what they all talk about? Was this attraction? Sexual attraction? Intimacy? Romance? Was this a crack in the foundation of everything I thought I knew about myself, about him, about what it meant to be ace? I twisted the ropes more around my palms, lowered my head enough that hair scattered around our faces in a protective curtain, and looked deep and long into those haunting eyes. Whatever the world may think. Whatever the labels were. Whatever this was... I wanted those soft pink lips to be mine. ---------- Cover photo: Le Marquis De La Rose Noire Note: This book is wrapped, but will technically have some edits and probably an added chapter or two as I clean it up a bit!

❝P-please,❞ He whimpered, holding my hand over his erection. It was perfectly hard and ready for me, straining against his boxers in the most delicious way. "What is it that you want me to do, baby?" "Touch me," He moaned and drew his head back when I ran my tongue over his clothed cock, sucking his hardness gently. "You make me feel so good...𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦...I want more." His mother always told him that greed was a sin, and his father said girls were the devils confidants. Orion Miller was greedy as hell for a taste of me, and denying him of what he wanted would have been wrong. With my teeth pulling his boxers down and eyes melted into his, I intended on proving his parents right and wrong. What could they really do to me, anyway? His father was gone, and once her precious son's purity was washed over with my sins, could his mother ever truly get him back? ☘︎ Clover Vale was a girl with sins as cells. Orion Miller was a boy who'd been taught by his father that girls were not to be trusted, and his religious mother informed him of everything that was taboo. In flesh and mind, Clover Vale was everything he was warned about. Any indulgence with her meant he'd go straight to hell, but with the memories he still had of their childhood, he found it hard to keep away. Started: August 13, 2022

Cycile had damn-near cried when, on the day of his thirteenth birthday, he presented as an Omega. It was a shock to both him and his entire family that someone as cold and domineering as him turned out to be part of the lowest sub gender class. They'd never forget the look of pure disgust on his face that day. It was never meant to happen this way. He was never meant to go into his worst heat yet at some stupid, seedy frat party, where his omega scent would give truth to his lies of being a beta. He thought it couldn't have been any worse when he woke up in an alpha's bed. But then she came back into the room to check on him. The quiet, stoic alpha he had come to crush on for months. {Ongoing} {semi-hiatus}

+18 Mature (Strong BDSM Themes) Male sub x Fem Dom Aiden Williams is an average college student, who grew up being the pride and joy of his family. His best friend Sam invites him out to have a little fun next weekend and explore their mutual "interests" at 'Eve's Garden' ...but is Aiden prepared to fall at the knees of the dungeon's most treasured and divine Mistress?

Nox is a 30-year-old Omega who has spent most of his life hiding. Everyone assumed his status since he was 6'6, very big, and handsome. Being in the army certainly didn't help him, but he isn't like other omegas. He has an even darker secret, one he's ashamed of but can't stop doing. Abused severally at a young age and tired of suffering, Nox concealed his true status and self from everyone as a teenager and posed as a domineering, cold, and heartless Beta. Taking illegal medications to subdue his omega side and stop his heats. He hates it but does what he needs to do to protect himself. No one knows his true status. Nox takes leave after serving for 8 years and had a relatively 'normal' life for 3 years. Suddenly, he is given a position that nearly every omega in Japan wished for. Bodyguard to the CEO of the world's largest corporation. Billionaire Hotaru Kaneshiro, a gorgeous and perfect woman, and she's not just an Alpha but a True Alpha. He has no idea how he ended up being picked in the first place. He took the test because a colleague recommended it to him- not even knowing who he was about to be guarding. Now he's with her every day and shielding her against a dangerous stalker-what will Nox do when Hotaru becomes interested in him? Nox has never had to deal with anything like this before and is terrified. She's everything he needs but doesn't want, and she's close to finding out his secret! No one has ever shown interest or even cared for him in his life. She slowly starts breaking the persona he's spent years building-but will Nox ever be ready to show someone else-the real him?

«Benjamin, I'll give you a head start,» she murmured against my neck, lips hovering dangerously close over my mark. «But when I catch you... You're mine to take.» **** It is said the soul is only half of what it used to be. Because it once used to be intertwined with other souls before it was granted a body. Souls are masses of energy without a shell and therefore easily attached to other souls. When granted a body however the souls must separate, but a piece of its previous partner still lingers inside of them. A reminder and the foundation of a special bond. Your other half is a person that was destined for you since birth. The missing piece to the hollowness of your own puzzle. My puzzle had always lacked aspects of power and authority, so it was no wonder why I was paired with her, the strongest of them all.

Bash learns a lot in his twenty years of life. He doesn't know much about relationships, but if given the chance - he'd bet just about anything that he'd know if he was dating someone or not. Two roommates later, he'd lose that bet. _____________ poly dom/sub story <3 two doms : male, female one sub : male fxmxm

This story is sexually explicit and recommended for R18+ audiences. BDSM is not for everyone and therefore may cause offence or discomfort to some readers. Rosalind Bennett is a quiet, reserved 26 year old PA to the domineering Gian Costello, CEO to a major software company in New York. Spending most of her days working long hours committing to her career, she retreats to a life of solitude. In an effort to break the meek and timid Rosalind out of her shell, her friends plan a surprise wild night out leading to paths Rosalind would consider unimaginable. After the initial shock of her surprise wears off, Rosalind is shocked to discover this new world she'd not once considered is more intriguing than expected.....and what's more shocking... she's enjoying it! Things get steamier when she takes the experience to a new level, delving further into the world of BDSM. The decision to take on a submissive for her to dominate as she pleases provides a interesting twist that could change her world as she knows it!

Falling in love with a sadistic toy maker was never part of the plan. The Toy Maker loving her back only made things interesting. The second book in the Pink Cherry series.

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