Mila His voice lowered even further. “That’s not an answer, baby.” His fingers increased their pace, making me light-headed. “Do you want me to get you off and hold you until you fall asleep?” His other hand rose to my breast, teasing my nipple. “Or do you want me to claim it with my cock?”So commanding and yet so fucking thoughtful. Cherishing me, ravishing me. He was everything I needed. Everything my body craved and my heart had been missing.For what I would soon learn was the last time tonight, I told him what he’d demanded to hear. The truth that I had kept under key deep inside. “I’m ready, Aaron.” I brought my hand to his, which was partly covered by my panties. “Take me. All of me.” I tightened my hold on him and pressed both our hands against my center. “Claim me.”Aaron didn’t lose any time. One of his fingers slid inside me in one swift motion, a moan forming in the depths of my chest at the blissful invasion.God. It had been so long since nothing but my own fingers
Jackson Elise Campbell would be the death of me. I’d known that the moment I’d set eyes on her, and my prediction was playing out in real time as I devoured her.The death of my self-control, my professionalism, and any sense of self-preservation I had. None of that mattered when I tasted how sweet she was or felt how perfectly her curves fit in my palms, like she was tailor-made for me.I was her temporary bodyguard. Originally assigned to her father, I only got switched to Elise, because her personal bodyguard had been shot. Years of watching and waiting and wishing. It had all come down to this, and it was even better than I’d imagined.Elise’s arms wrapped around my neck, her body pliant beneath mine. She tasted like mint and sugar, and at that moment, it became my favorite taste in the world.I pushed her against the side of the pool and tightened my grip on her hair, my mouth not leaving hers the entire time.It wasn’t a sweet kiss. It was hard, demanding, and possessive
Allison Willow Creeks wrap party should’ve been the crowning highlight of my trip, a celebration of everything we’d accomplished over the past three days.Instead, I spent the entirety of it replaying that afternoon in my head.The memory of my kiss with Chris stayed with me through dessert, as did the phantom brush of his touch. With one zip of my dress, he’d awoken more heat in me than any of my previous partners had with actual sex.I’d suppressed it during dinner, but the heat blossomed again as the bedroom door closed behind us.We hadn’t spoken since dinner ended, but the mere anticipation of what could happen rasped against my skin as surely as a calloused touch.The air hummed with breathlessness as Chris walked to the dresser, his lean, powerful form slicing through the darkness like a freshly honed blade through silk.Blood roared in my ears and drowned out everything except my heartbeats and the soft rustle of his movements.“You don’t have any other commitments tonig
Axel I stared at the beautiful woman beside me and, that's when I realized that we hadn’t kissed since the library. I wanted to take things slow, but when I was near Sloane, what I wanted was irrelevant.I didn’t want her. I needed her. Desperately.I needed her the way the ocean tides needed the moon, and I would give anything for her to feel a fraction of the same way toward me.“Let go,” I repeated softly. “Listen to the music. Lose yourself in it.”Uncertainty wavered across her features.For Lydia, control was a necessity, not a luxury, but we all had to relinquish control sometime. Otherwise, our world would always be limited by the arbitrary boundaries we drew around it. “No one’s watching.” Her back faced the wall, and my body shielded hers from the dance floor. We pressed tight against each other, close enough for me to hear the battle waging between the steady thump, thump, thumps of her heart. “It’s just us, love.” In the background, fast-paced music segued into the smo
Emily When I push open the door to the women’s restroom where we first kissed, I find Isaiah with his hands braced on the sink counter, tie loosened, the top buttons of his shirt undone. He’s looking at his reflection as if he can’t recognize the person looking back. Then his attention swings to me. “I’m pissed off right now, Emily, and I don’t want to talk to you.”I try to ignore the sting of his words. He’s upset. He’s having a bad day and doesn’t believe he’s allowed to have them. “Good.” I lock the door behind me. “Be mad at me. I’m not going anywhere. You being pissed off doesn’t scare me.”His brown eyes flash with confusion.I slide into the space between him and the sink, reaching up to slip his tie over his head, tossing it to the side before my fingers find the still clasped buttons on his dress shirt. “That’s fine if you don’t want to talk,” I continue, undoing his shirt until it falls open. “I don’t need to use words to show you that I want you.” He stills in co
Jace She nods again, her eyes shining in the dim room. “I promise.”I let out a breath of relief and kiss her forehead again and again. She lifts her head and places her soft lips against mine. Fuck, it feels so good. Just kissing her feels amazing. Having her lips on mine, feeling her breath mix with mine as she wraps her hand around my neck and pulls me closer to her.I slide my tongue in her mouth, tasting her, licking her up like she’s dessert. Her hips bump up and scrape against my dick. That brings me back to reality, and I hum into her mouth as I pull back.I’m already shaking my head. “No, Rosie. We can’t.”“Why not?” I’m asking myself the same question as I run a hand down my face. “You’ve just been through something. You need to take it easy.” She closes her eyes and tips her head back into the pillow as she sighs. “I’m getting sick of being rejected,” she says. With that, she opens her eyes and turns to face me. “I’m fine, Jace, you helped me, and I’m so grateful for th
Pearl I liked making him mad. I enjoyed pushing his buttons and watching just how angry he gets before he pins me against the wall, and then the bed. It was crazy I know. But, there's just something about watching him lose control and doing something about it. Preferrably fucking me six ways to Sunday.Honestly, it was a test. I still wasn’t as convinced that Cal was into me.What I hadn’t expected was to find myself pinned to the wall with a massive hand curled around my throat. Even if he wasn’t cutting off blood flow to my brain, the move alone would have been enough to make me lightheaded.A black haze crept in from the edges of my vision, but Cal’s face was front and center. His nostrils flared like a bull ready to charge. Intense blue eyes demanded my attention.He was a massive man. He could snap my neck with a flick of his wrist. I should be afraid, but I knew he would never hurt me, even if I was the source of the anger he struggled to contain.Bringing his face a breath
Pearl This man was doing insane things to my body.Suddenly, his hand was gone, and I nearly sagged with relief. I needed a minute.Cal didn’t care. The blunt end of his cock lined up with my waiting entrance. I tensed involuntarily, knowing penetration was imminent.Hands moved beneath my jersey, tugging down the cups of my bra to toy with my nipples. My hips thrust back, and he slid in that first inch.I heard him hiss behind me. “Please tell me you’re on birth control.”Shocked, my head whipped around to look at him.Big mistake.Cal lurked like a giant behind me. Every tendon in his neck pronounced as he held himself back from thrusting deep inside me. Those blue eyes were so clouded with lust that I had to bite back a moan, knowing I was the cause.Not waiting for an answer, he slid in another inch, and I gasped.“Pearl,” he groaned in warning.If he was asking about birth control, that meant he was raw-dogging it. We were already playing with fire, and he was trying to ensu
LukeWhere is your bedroom?” Laney asked against my mouth.I pulled my lips from hers and stared down at her. Had I just heard her right? There was no way she was actually asking me that. Not when I’d done everything I could to put physical distance between us and what happened last week. Fuck, I could still taste her on my tongue.Towing the friend line had been hard as hell, but I’d done it, and now she was asking me where my bedroom was?“Laney?” Maybe she’d meant that she wanted to continue the tour. That was possible, right? My dick was already hard, hoping she’d meant it in the other way—the impossible way.She rose on her toes, slipped her arms around my neck, and kissed me. Her lips were soft against mine, but she raked her teeth across my lower lip as she drew back. “Where is your bedroom, Luke?”There was nothing but desire and honesty in her eyes.The small tether I had on my control started to fray, the threads unraveling so fast that I could barely keep a hold of my own n
I was horny. Too fucking horny to even function.“Why don’t we just skip our last class today and have some fun?” I asked Carter, Harwood Academy’s star quarterback. I wrapped my arms around his abdomen, slipped my hands underneath his shirt, and brushed my fingers against the thick muscle underneath it.Carter opened his locker and shoved in two textbooks next to the football and smelly practice clothes that he always kept in there.I pressed my nose to his neck, inhaling the Azzaro Wanted cologne I bought him for his birthday last year, and sighed. “Come on, Carter.”“You know that I’d love to, but if I miss another class, Coach will sit me out next game.” I placed a lingering kiss just below his earlobe—right where he liked it—and slid my hand underneath his jean buckle, then wrapped my fingers around his hardness. When I began stroking it slowly, he took a deep, shaky breath.“Are you sure about that?” I murmured.I had wanted him to take me all day, had been daydreaming about th
TRIGGER WARNING! Wind whipped through my fur. Branches cut into my sides. I hopped over some fallen tree trunks and sprinted deeper and deeper into the forest. Running away from the pack of ferocious wolves.They growled behind me, following my scent. The scent of a rogue.For weeks, they had been tracking me. For weeks, I had hidden from them. But this morning … Moon Goddess … I made a terrible mistake this morning.Wolves’ paws hit the ground in a thunderous roar. I ran faster. As fast as I could. Faster than I had ever run. Because I was running for my life and away from my mate. Not many people ran from their mate, but my mate was a rogue killer, so I did.I had run through these woods hundreds of times when my brothers were still alive, causing trouble in our pack. We used to stay out until the fireflies started glowing around us. But I had never run around it during the day, when the light was shining so brightly in my eyes.The wolves sounded closer now. I pushed my body f
I take the necklace and loop it around her neck, hooking it in the back so it falls perfectly in the center of her collarbone. She looks down at it, staring for a moment, and at first I’m unsure if she likes it. It is a gruesome gift. But when she looks back up at me, her lips slightly parted, she gives me her answer, “Ryan, I’d like you to touch me now.” I don’t need her to say anything else. It’s the only permission I need. I bring my body to hers, crawling on top of the table and mounting her. My waist is in between her milky thighs, and I drop my mouth onto hers, taking in the red color of her mouth until she’s swollen from my kisses. She moans into me as our tongues wrap together, devouring one another, pouring every single bit of raw emotion into each other’s mouths. All the torment, all the suffering alone, all the love. My chest hurts. My heart is throbbing, coming alive for the first time in over a year. It feels good to reward myself instead of the opposite. These molt
“I have the perfect lighting.” I walked us up into my bedroom. “Nothing happens in here without your complete, wholehearted enthusiasm. One no from you and it stops.”She nodded, and I led her across the threshold, dropping her hands once we were inside. While she took in the spacious room and its heavy, dark furniture, I hit the button on the remote I kept on the nightstand, and the roman shades rose on the eight-foot windows that lined my bedroom, looking out over the greenspace behind our housing development and flooding my bedroom with late afternoon sunlight.“The golden hour,” she whispered, as the light bathed her face, and a challenge rose in her eyes."Your skin really is flawless.” I picked up the camera and looked through the viewfinder, clicking my first picture.“You’re not going to ask me to smile?” she teased, the corners of her mouth lifting.“I want you to do whatever you want.” Another click. “You are so fucking beautiful, and you don’t even realize it.”“I know I’m
A curvy woman like me was never supposed to be mated to such a cut and chiseled alpha. All the girls from high school made sure I knew I’d end up alone or with a lone wolf, never accepting the fact that I was different from them and from the other skinny girls in our pack. And part of me stupidly believed those rumors, even after we had graduated and gotten on with our lives. Their words haunted me every single time I looked in the mirror, no matter how much I tried to love all my imperfections, all those stretch marks, and all that extra weight on my stomach. But as fate would have it, I was mated to the sexiest, most ruthless alpha in this part of the forest. Nobody dared to mention the name of the tattooed, pierced, cruel man or else there would be consequences. Terrible consequences. Yet here I was, alone in his bedroom, with one of his tattooed hands around my throat and the other between my legs, thrusting his fingers into my wet pussy. “Tell me what she said to you,” he
Cara “So, what should I do?” Ethan asked from across the kitchen table. With his beautifully dark brown eyes, he gazed at me, then he took a long sip of his milk and burped.I wrinkled my nose. “Not that.”He tilted his head and wiped the milk mustache off his upper lip. I swore I’d been living with a five-year-old for the past two years. He placed the glass down.“Cara, I’m being serious. This is our first anniversary together. I need it to be good. Should I get her something, or should I make her something?”“Why are you asking me now? You should have thought about it, like, a week ago, not the day of your anniversary.”He pushed the kitchen chair back slightly, leaning back, and crossed his arms across his chest, making his biceps bulge through his gray sweater.“Well … I was busy …” he said.I cocked my eyebrow at him.“Fine, fine. I forgot about it, but I invited her over tonight, and now, I have nothing planned, and I have to go to work. I don’t know what to do.”“I have tod
AthenaHe wrapped the silk cloth around her eyes and another around her arms and legs. Then, as if she were nothing, he forced her onto the rough wooden chair.His musky scent intoxicated her as he knelt by her side, securing the restraints. She could feel him pause next to her, and then he drew a finger down her jaw, making her shiver. It was so light, but it held a dominance to it.She listened to his departing footsteps and sucked in a breath. He was leaving her here, nearly naked?“Hey! Where are you going?” she yelled, desperately craving her kidnapper’s touch.When the door shut, she struggled against the fabric, trying to escape. But after a few moments of kicking and screaming, she stopped and slumped against the back of the chair. It was useless. She couldn’t escape. He had bound her up too tight.Goose bumps rose on her skin. Her nipples hardened against the thin white material of her shirt. It was colder than she originally thought.She bit down on her lip and squeezed her
Alec had the door shut and locked, shoes kicked off, designer suit jacket that fit like a motherfucking glove slung neatly across the leather chair and was back to kissing him in record time. He plunged his tongue hungrily into Keyes’s mouth. No soft getting-to-know-you kisses—just raw and demanding possession embraced Keyes. He cradled Alec’s face in his palms as he explored that sweet mouth. He was certain this man was used to getting what he wanted, but there were things he wanted too. “You’re so fucking hard,” Alec rasped, breaking from the kiss, his firm hand sliding across the front of Keyes’s jeans. Keyes pushed into the pressure of that welcoming hand. “All your doing,” he growled, chasing Alec’s lips, needing that sinful mouth back on his. Alec must have gotten the hint, because he licked a long slow trail across his lips before diving in with a vengeance. Alec’s tongue darted into his mouth and a low moan vibrated in his throat as he lost himself to the invasion. T