Wedding Day...I stand in front of the mirror feeling like I'm in a fairy tale. My dress skirt is made of tulle and flows out all around me. The bodice is covered in light pink jewels, leaving my arms bare. The dress fits tight to my breasts, so I don't have to wear a bra. Only a small portion of cl
"Maybe." I bite my lip to keep from smiling. I don't want to get too excited about this. I really want it. I know it's soon, but I don't care. I'm ready. Nothing would make me happier than having Loka's babies. Lots of them.I take the test from Jenna, who looks as excited as Tia. "How did you manag
The trainer nods at me. I turn back when I hear the music start. I take a deep breath before I go out the door, the puppies trailing behind me. My eyes go straight to Loka. The look on his face makes me pause for a moment, wanting to take it all in. Love and possession fill his eyes. He goes to step
Five years later...I stand at the counter watching my boys help their nanny bake cookies. I hired Nana when I found out my wife was expecting twins. I worried about her little body carrying two babies at once. Then when I found out they were boys I got even more worried. I was convinced they would
I run my finger along her slit, feeling the wetness already there. She wiggles a little. Moving quickly I grab her, pulling her into my lap and pushing up her dress. She gasps and puts her hands on my shoulders. She digs her fingers into me and my cock jerks at her possessive hold."Loka, please," s
Danielle Sanchez has her hopes high for the future, but she must keep them small. Chugging through life's storms fearlessly, fate throws her a curve ball and her father ends up in jail for embezzling public funds, leaving her torn, broken and penniless. Refusing to sit idle, she borrows a friend's c
I was put into the state's foster system for six months until my eighteenth birthday. There was nothing left from my family and all their assets has been frozen. The government kept it to try and pay back whatever damage my father had done.No one would take me in because I'd become Nicholas Martine
"Danielle?" he says as he looks down at me. He probably only remembers my name because my parents got arrested and not because he remembers the scrawny ninth grader he used to call 'chicken legs.' "You sure grew up." His eyes move all over me and I have to fight not to fidget."Thanks," I respond, b