Chapter: MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ 3 A NIGHT WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ 3VERAI felt a surge of need as Carson lips pressed against mine, and I knew I wanted more. I broke the kiss for a moment, looking into his eyes. Without saying a word, I took his hand and guided towards the guest room. My heart was pounding with anticipation.Once we were inside, I closed the door behind us, locking it with a decisive click. The room was dimly lit, but the atmosphere was charged. I turned to Carson, my breath catching as I took in the intensity of his gaze.I walked over to the bed and pushed him gently but firmly onto it. He fell back onto the mattress, looking up at me with a mixture of desire and curiosity. I climbed on top of him, straddling his hips and resumed kissing him with urgency.My hands roamed over his chest our kiss deepend. I started undoing the buttons of his shirt, one by one, with trembling fingers. Each button that came undone revealed more of his skin, and I couldn't help but explore it with my hands. Carson
Last Updated: 2025-10-18
Chapter: MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ 2 A NIGHT WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ 2CARSONVera's smile softened, and she walked closer, her gaze meeting mine. "You're making me blush. It's nice of you to say, but you really don't have to—" "I want to," I interrupted gently. "It's true. You've just been on my mind tonight. I hope that doesn't make things awkward." Vera paused for a moment, then took a deep breath. "It doesn't have to be awkward. I guess we're both just trying to figure things out tonight." I nodded, feeling the weigh of her words. "Yeah, I guess so."She stepped even closer, her presence filling the space between us. "Well, if we're being honest, I've been feeling a bit distant lately too. It's nice to have someone here who sees me, even if it's just for tonight."I reached out and gently touched her arm. "I'm glad I could be here for you. Sometimes it's the little things that helps us feel connected." Vera looked down at my arm, then back up at me. "Thank you, Carson. It means a lot."We stood there for a m
Last Updated: 2025-10-18
Chapter: MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ A NIGHT WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ CARSON HARLOW (ML) — 35 YRSVERA SMITH (FL) — 26 YRSCARSON I pulled up to Paul's place, with a bottle of fine wine in hand the kind that usually requires a bit of ceremony. I took a deep breath and headed up the steps, giving the door a firm knock. After a moment, vera answered, her face lighting up with a smile. "Hey Carson! So glad you could make it," she said, stepping aside to let me in. I try not to let my eyes linger too long on her, she was wearing a low cut dress that highlighted her curves and showed off more cleavage than usual. It wasn't just the dress, it was the way she carried herself. I forced myself to keep my gaze polite and focus on her face. "Hey, Vera. You look great," I said, trying to sound as casual as possible. "I brought a wine for dinner. Thought it might pair well with whatever you've got cooking.""That's so thoughtful of you! Paul's in the kitchen, but he should be done soon. Come on in," she said, taking the bott
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Chapter: RIDING THE BAD BOY 2 RIDING THE BAD BOY 2ZAYLAI clenched my emptiness, as I felt him against my palm. Hot, veiny and thickly massive with pre ejaculate sliding down his shaft. He growled, feral and deep, as he ripped my shirt open. The coor air hit my sensitive skin, my nipples hard and aching under his stare. "Oh, hell," he murmured sinfully and cupped my breasts in his hands, while I stroked him. Every of my thoughts tangled into one burning ache. I wanted to take him inside me, I wanted to move, to feel him. Before I knew it, my hands were on him. They found the hem of his shirt, trembling — not from fear, but from the way his breath brushed my throat. I tugged the fabric upward, and he let me, until the shirt came off in a clumsy rush.My gaze dipped before I could stop it. The sharp lines of his abs flexed as he shifted, all hard rigid and heat. His tattoos moved with every breath, each line coming alive as if the art itself was breathing with him. My mouth went dry. Without thinking, I traced a
Last Updated: 2025-10-13
Chapter: RIDING THE BAD BOYRIDING THE BAD BOYZIVEN MADDOX (ML) - 32 YRSZAYLA HOLLIS (FL) - 21 YRSZAYLA The silence that followed after Zane's exit was thick and daring. I could feel Ziven's gaze on me, but I didn't dare return it. Unable to sit still anymore, I sat up, about to go to my room, kitchen, anywhere but here. I didn't know what told me Ziven wasn't going to stop me if he wanted to. Maybe because he was seated. Or because he wasn't looking my way again. But I hadn't made it across the room, just inches away from the couch he sat. I almost made it, one more step, maybe two — when his hand wrapped around my wrist from behind, rough and certain, and he pulled me. I lost my footing and stumbled, the room spinning, and the next thing I knew, I was sitting on his lap, my back pressed against his chest."Running away?" He murmured, deliberately letting his hot breath fan against my neck. I struggled against him despite knowing it was useless. "Ziven, let me go. What do you want?" "Exactly what your t
Last Updated: 2025-10-12
Chapter: THE PRIEST'S TEMPTATION 2THE PRIEST'S TEMPTATION 2 Alex couldn't suppress the Pleasured groans that escaped his lips, as Felicia and Sasha took turns sucking his dick.If earlier, when he was coming to the address and someone told him he was to receive such a meticulous pleasure, he wouldn't believe it. But there on the bed he lay, having his dick sucked, while his mouth and hands touched and nibbed every skin on their body.Having sucked him enough, Sasha and Felicia rolled away from him, Sasha laid on her back, spreading her legs wide, and beckoning Alex to get closer. Felicia, on her own part, grabbed the lubricant and vibrator on the table, oiling Sasha up and rubbing the vibrator against her throbbing clitoris.Alex, whose dick was painfully erect and throbbing, swiftly reached for Sasha's feet, pulling her body close till he was in between her thighs, his dick rubbing against her pussy lips.Felicia giggled, and reached for Sasha's breasts, sucking and nibbling hard on her nipples, earning a soft yet s
Last Updated: 2025-10-10
OWNED BY THE MADDOX BROTHERS
SMUT WARNING!! : This book isn't sweet romance. It's filthy, raw and unapologetically dark.
Expect:
*Three brothers who don’t know the meaning of gentle.*
*A heroine who moans even when she swears she won’t.*
*Fingers, tongues, and c*cks where she least expects them.*
~~~♠~~~
“Spread wider, Angel,” Zane growled against my ear, his fingers ruthless between my thighs.
Ziven's c*ck shoved deep down my throat, hot, thick and massive. “Right there. Open up and take it like the filthy tease you've been."
And behind me, Zarek drove into me deeper, pounding and claiming every inch. “Feel that? Dripping wet. Doesn’t matter how hard I pound—she’ll still take more. She’s fucking built for it. Our c*cks.”
I begged desperately— clenching, gushing, and trembling through every thrust and claim.
I never thought I'd crave this— three brothers who claimed me, ruined me, and made me beg for more. But I do. God, I do.
My name is Zayla Everly Hollis. I died the night I married Lugard Blade.
He broke me and killed me.
But fate brought me back.
Given a second chance, I ran.
Straight into the arms of the three most powerful men in Chicago. THE MADDOX BROTHERS.
ZIVEN. Commanding, brilliant, and dangerous with a keyboard.
ZAREK. Cold, ruthless, and sharp as glass.
ZANE. Charming, wicked, and heartbreak in human form.
They offered me safety.
Then they became my obsession.
Now they’re my only protection from the monster I once called husband.
But with three billionaires wanting one broken girl, hearts will shatter.
And when the past comes knocking…
I’ll have to choose between revenge—and the triplets who made me feel alive again.
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Chapter: We Share, little Tease.ZAYLA "That was hot," he rapsed, nipping at my earlobe. "I let you come." Warmth filled me like sunlight. I shouldn't take what he said to heart, because he was often rude and non chalant as hell— but, God, I loved it when he was sweet. I wanted to make him lose his mind. I wanted to make him come. To see him come. Reaching back, I rested my hands on his knees and rode him so he could see everything. His gaze caught fire, trailing from my parted lips, to my bouncing breasts, to where he slid in and out of me. I was so wet it was dripping down my thighs and filling the room with an obscene erotic noise.He hissed and suddenly made me still. His jaw clenched. "You've adjusted, haven't you?" With half lidded eyes, I nodded. "Good." His voice dropped. Raw, and thick.I wasn't quick to read the darkness in his voice and when I did, his grip on my hips had already tightened. He pulled us chest to chest, my breasts crushed against his slick and burning skin, glued. Then he began to bo
Last Updated: 2025-10-15
Chapter: I want it inside me (Filthy Girl II)ZAYLA I clenched my emptiness, as I felt him against my palm. Hot, veiny and thickly massive with pre ejaculate sliding down his shaft. He growled, feral and deep, as he ripped my shirt open. The coor air hit my sensitive skin, my nipples hard and aching under his stare. "Oh, hell," he murmured sinfully and cupped my breasts in his hands, while I stroked him. Every of my thoughts tangled into one burning ache. I wanted to take him inside me, I wanted to move, to feel him. Before I knew it, my hands were on him. They found the hem of his shirt, trembling — not from fear, but from the way his breath brushed my throat. I tugged the fabric upward, and he let me, until the shirt came off in a clumsy rush.My gaze dipped before I could stop it. The sharp lines of his abs flexed as he shifted, all hard rigid and heat. His tattoos moved with every breath, each line coming alive as if the art itself was breathing with him. My mouth went dry. Without thinking, I traced a finger down his sto
Last Updated: 2025-10-12
Chapter: Filthy Girl ZAYLA "Ziven..." I hissed, my voice whisper thin. "Let go of me." He chuckled against my neck, then pulled back a bit. His breath still hot against my neck as he spoke. "And if I don't?" He rumbled, voice low, dark and husky. It didn't cross my mind until now, so without thinking I voiced it out. My voice rough, and not as sharp as I'd intended it to be. "I'd really hit your injury... I'll hit it to reopen it all over again." His mouth returned to my neck, wet. "I'd love to see you try, Zayla." He purred, the sound so sinful against my skin. I struggled once more against him, but he had me pinned on him, so hard I could feel the heat of him against my ass. "Let go, Ziven— You know I'm still mad at you for what you did to me." I yelled, really struggling against him. "Tell me, what did I do to you, hmm?" He murmured very low, sucking deep into the skin on my neck. "Fuck," he hissed. "You know if you keep moving against me like this, I won't guarantee to be patient any longer."
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Chapter: Lie to me, AngelZAYLA His smile, and any kind of warmth on his face was immediately wiped off. His golden brown eyes turned woody, layered and impossible to see through. Then he was staring at me, more like accessing me all over, as if his stare could read through my mind. Then he pinched his nose and looked away, his jaw clenched and unclenched. All these, for a simple question? Now I'm more curious like never before to hear him speak. To know his reply. To know the kind of men they were. "You're not going to ignore me now, are you?" I asked, intently watching him. His gaze returned back to me, the sinister expression gone. All warmth, and Zane. I wonder how they do it. Every one of them. How they're able to always be in control of their expressions and emotions. I file it in the back of my head to learn from them. "Italian men, Angel. We're Italian men." His deep voice drew me out of my trance and we're staring at each other. His lips curled with the sexiest smirk, his eyes warmer, but dar
Last Updated: 2025-10-08
Chapter: A Dangerous Kind of Sweet ZAYLA"Archer's gone?" I hurried after Zane as he moved into the living room."Yes, Angel. He left earlier before you woke up." I sucked in a deep breath, and bit down on my lips. "Not even a goodbye? That's unfair, and he promised I was going to meet his sister." "You mean Raffealla?" He asked, and jerked his head towards me.I nodded, "Yep, I think that's her name." His brows arched as his gaze on me narrowed with suspicion. "Seems you really had a good time with Archer, hmm?" He asked, his lips curled with a half smile as he stepped forward.It was like when Ziven had blocked my path the other day. The look in his eyes. But Zane's was more of fake intrigue mixed with dark suspicion than Ziven's feral glare. I equally knitted my brows, folded my arms across my chest and took a step back, "Why don't you guess?" I smiled, pretending to blush just to watch his expression. But his smile widened, just a bit and his expression became unreadable like he could read my mind. "I don't li
Last Updated: 2025-10-07
Chapter: Taste of Sin ZAREKA Whore. An attention-seeking whore. That's all she is.And yet—God help me— I can’t stop craving the urge to shove her to her knees, pin her against this bed, and remind her what whores like her deserve.Anger burned in my chest, hot and tangled with something I don’t want to name. Minutes. It’s only been minutes since I pushed her out, and still I can feel her mouth on me. Still hear the wet sound of her choke, the sharp scrape of her teeth. Still see the defiance in her eyes while she swallowed me whole.I should’ve slammed the door on her. Should’ve ended it the second she opened those lips.Instead I fucking let her touch me. I fucking promised to teach her how to protect herself. Damn it! I'm on the fourth packet of cigarettes, tonight. It was supposed to get her off my mind. Was supposed to calm me, yet it did none of that. It did nothing.My blood pumped faster than usual, which made me sweat more. My cock’s hard again, because of her. Because of the whore I swore I’d
Last Updated: 2025-10-05
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