Bondage

Sandra has a new job in a new city and she’s trying to find her footing and escape her past. When her friend calls her in for help with some deliveries she thinks it’s the perfect opportunity to make some extra money. She doesn’t expect that she’ll be walking into a new adventure with three masked men who will sweep her off her feet and make her forget her old life. Midnight Embers is one of the hottest bands around. The masked singers of the group are known for their exploits with the people who flock to their concerts. Desperate to get a taste of their darkness and to learn more about the men behind the masks. King, Demon, and Lover value their privacy and secrets. Secrets that the world isn't ready to know about, like the fact that they’re not human and never have been. When Sandra stumbles onto the shoot of their latest video, she has no idea that it will change her life. That she’ll belong to them in a way that she never thought possible. She’ll be their girl, their plaything, their toy. Giving them just what they need while remembering what it means to be wanted and desired. But what happens when the mask is ripped off and her past comes calling? Will Sandra still belong to the band or will she just be another groupie, tossed to the side after the fun is over.

“Hold her mouth open, she’s too polite to ask for it.” A firm hand grips my jaw, keeping it wide, as another man groans above me, thick and pulsing, his c*ck sliding against my tongue with punishing rhythm. She was supposed to be a transaction. One night. A girl forced to sell herself for money, and three men who could offer more than she’d ever dreamed, for a price. But Harper isn’t like the others. When she steps into that hotel suite, fragile and brave all at once, she isn’t just agreeing to pleasure. She’s agreeing to surrender. And something about her, about the way she flinches, the way she obeys, the way she doesn’t ask for more, makes them all pause. They own a club built on power, discipline, and unshakable rules. But she doesn’t know any of that yet. All she knows is what it feels like to be touched like she matters, just once. When they ask if she wants more, she says the wrong thing. “I’d have to ask Mark.” What should’ve been a second arrangement turns into a revelation. Because they know what Mark is. And now they know what he’s been doing to her. Two days later, they offer her another night. Same price. Only this time… they don’t plan on letting her go back. “Good girls take it. All of it. Even when it hurts.” I scream into the pillow as one thrusts deeper, harder, while the other presses his weight against my back, whispering filth into my ear and slapping my thigh until I shake.

I am a gynecologist. That’s my job. To every other man this job is unbearable. In the beginning, they get excited by touching women’s vaginas but, over time, they got bored and disgusted. This never happened to me though, and this is why I’m such a famous gynecologist. Women come along asking for my touch – for the pleasure and satisfaction that I can give them with by my fingers. The way that I look helps me access a lot of woman's hearts and pussies. They crave my body and my huge d*ck. My playful experienced fingers make them wet and get them ready for my d*ck in only a few seconds. It’s not easy and in never was easy, but I made a rules: Don’t ever sleep with any woman more than once, and do not fall in love. I enjoy tasting every woman, but I never taste them more than once. This helps me to not to get bored. I don’t give myself to every that woman stops by my doors. I do have a type and I don’t make compromises. At the start of my career, I did, but not now. That was until a mysterious woman stepped through my door and turned my life upside down. She is ‘the virgin girl that destroyed my boundaries and made me begging to taste her and only her.’

Talon the Black is as his name suggests. Dominant. Heartless. Ruthless. King of the Lycans, Talon is madly in love with his mate, Willow, but things start to fall apart when she cannot bear him a child. Driven to desperation, Willow begs him to breed a filthy human and while Talon is reluctant to, he does as his beloved wants. Abused and maltreated by her parents, Avalyn has been sold by her father to the Lycans. Her life is even made worse when she realizes that she is to be the Lycan King’s breeder. She is to sleep with him and carry his child even though he is already married. It is a cold business exchange, her curvy body in exchange for an heir, nothing more. But what happens once this ruthless King starts to fall in love with her? Can they hide their forbidden love from Willow or would there be hell to pay once she finds out?

Four stories. Four couples Four bikers. Danielle is shocked when her partner suggests an open relationship, furious she finds the closest bar and storms around there in a red dress, only to find it's a biker bar. She gets far more than she bargained for when one of the men becomes obsessed and doesn't want to give her up, even if she's in a relationship. She becomes known as Red, fierce, loyal and escaping her boyfriend who abused her. Vesper is Red's sister and has a hidden secret, she dissapears for years at a time because her job requires it. As a hired assasin, she constantly gets annoyed by the clubs cleaner, Ghost, and hate turns to lust, turns into something much darker. Davina has a stalker, but he's not the kind you expect. He fixes her sh*t, cooks for her, and even tips her thousands on her cam business, but he's also the ruthless Prez of the MC.

After Sarah finds her boyfriend in the arms of another she heads to the beach to clear her thoughts. Once there, she meets Dom, who she thinks will be the perfect distraction from her broken heart. It's only for the weekend? But what if it's not? When Sarah gets home her best friend Kane is waiting for her with open arms. Kane's more than he appears and when Dom shows up, she's going to have to make a choice or will she?

BLURB; "Look at me!" Anderson demanded sharply, forcefully dragging her face to gaze at him while his fingers roughly squeezed her chin. He watched in delight as she s*ck*d in her breath, her eyes starting to grow teary at his rough demeanor. "My precious doe. You are mine. You got married to me, and so you will always have my mark on your body and no other man's. Have I made myself clear?!" He demanded and she nodded, her tears starting to streak down her cheeks. ~. .~ Ashley West never imagined she'd be married off to a stranger, but when her sister's deception is uncovered by the man her sister was set to marry, she becomes the price for her family's freedom! Blindfolded and half-naked, Ashley undergoes a humiliating bridal inspection, only to discover later that the man she was handed over to is her sister's fiancé—and the heir to San Francisco's richest family, Anderson Williams! This was not what she wanted! Never had she dreamt of being married, at least, not to a man who was ready to break her every single day without any emotion on display. As Anderson takes possession of his new bride, Ashley is forced to navigate a world of luxury and power, where she's nothing more than a pawn in a dangerous game. Ashley was determined to find her way out, away from such a man! But as the weeks turned into months, Ashley discovers there was more to Anderson than his cold exterior suggests. Drawn to her husband's enigmatic nature, Ashley finds herself falling for the man she was forced to marry. Their relationship is far from easy though, as Ashley's sister and scheming mother-in-law threaten to tear them apart. Can Ashley and Anderson overcome their differences and build a real marriage, or will they be forever trapped in a game of manipulation and deceit??

He is out for revenge… Eight years ago, Nikolai Slade, alpha of the Selene pack was a kind and loyal ruler, his gentle Luna by his side until disaster struck. Ambushed, he watched in defeat as an enemy pack r*p*d and killed his wife and unborn child. Now grief stricken and burning with rage, Nikolai hungers for blood, biding his time for he won’t rest until he seeks his revenge. The outcast… Born without a wolf, sweet, innocent and virginal Liyah Verbeck is shunned and maltreated by her pack. When she is kidnapped by a gorgeous man, with silent, cold eyes of silver, she believes that her worries are over, but unknown to her, they were only just beginning. A dark tale of two shattered souls, bound together by vengeance, reunited in love.

Warning: Dark and BDSM theme story which involves highly adult content in the beginning. A naive maid who worked for two domineering billionaire brothers was attempting to hide from them because she had heard that if their lustful eyes fell on any woman, they made her their slave and owned her mind, body, and soul. What if she one day came across them? Who would hire her to serve as his personal maid? Who would control her body? Whose heart would she rule? Who would she fall in love with? Who would she despise?

“Whose touch made you cry for more tonight?” Lucien’s voice was a low snarl as he gripped my jaw, forcing me to meet his gaze. “Yours,” I whispered, my voice unsteady. “Alpha, please—” Silas’s hands tightened on my hips as he pulled me closer, his words rough against my spine. “Liar. She trembled for me.” “Should we make her prove it?” Claude murmured, his breath hot at my throat. “Let her beg until she remembers who she belongs to.” I was shaking, caught between them, their shadows and their heat pressing in from every side. All I could do was breathe, “Yes… don’t stop.” And they didn’t. Like they never could. Like I was theirs, all three of theirs. --- Lilith used to believe in loyalty. In love. In her pack. But everything was torn away. Her father—the late Beta of Fangspire—died. Her mother, broken with grief, drank wolfsbane and never woke up. And her boyfriend? He found his mate and left Lilith behind without a second glance. Wolfless and alone, with debts threatening to drown her, Lilith enters the Rite—a ritual where women offer themselves to the cursed Alphas in exchange for gold. Lucien. Silas. Claude. Three ruthless Alphas, cursed by the Moon Goddess. If they don’t mark their mate before twenty-six, their wolves will destroy them. Lilith was supposed to be a means to an end. But something shifted the moment they touched her. Now they want her—claimed, marked, worshipped. And the more they take, the more they crave. Three Alphas. One wolfless girl. No fate. Just obsession. And the more they taste her, The harder she is to let go.