Hi, lovelies! š„°
Iām so excited to share my new book with you. I know itās a shame itās straight romance, but Iām sure some of you are into MF erotica. Hihi. I promise doubleāor even tripleāupdates today if you add my new book to your library.šTitle: Make Me Moan, Daddy
BLURB "Take off your panties, princess. I want to see the pussy thatās been soaking the sheets and moaning my name in her sleep every night, while wearing my sonās ring.ā "Yes, daddy." * Reina thought marriage meant love. But for two long, aching years, all it gave her was cold nights and a husband who never touched her. She was starving. And Domenico Gravanoāher devil father-in-lawāwas the only man who ever made her feel full. Heās twice her age. Deadly. Filthy rich, and built like a god. The kind of man who doesnāt ask. He takes. And when he sees the way she shivers under his stare, he doesnāt hesitate. He gives her everything she's always wanted. Itās forbidden. It's filthy. And itās about to become her obsession. But Domenico doesnāt do soft. He doesnāt do love. He does control. He does power. He does ownership. And Reina? Sheās about to find out what happens when a Gravano decides to make you moan⦠and never stop. Heās her father-in-law. Heās her first real pleasure. Heās the man who will destroy them both⦠just to keep her.JAYCE BECKETT The grumbling of my stomach was what dragged me out of sleep, not the gentle kiss of dawn or some poetic bullshitājust pure, primal hunger.I let out a lazy grunt, stretching my legs like a cat and patting the space beside me. My hand expected to find Renatoāwarm, smug, probably already smirking at me. Instead, I got a cold, empty mattress."Shit," I muttered, cracking one eye open only to instantly regret it.The sunlight came in like it had a personal vendetta against me, stabbing me right in the pupils."Renato?" I croaked, voice scratchy, like it had gone through a blender overnight.I didnāt remember falling asleep here. Actually⦠I didnāt remember falling asleep at all. The last thing I recalled was walking into the bar and⦠and... and what?"Shit. I canāt remember what happened."I tried sitting up, but my midsection protested like Iād been in a wrestling match with a bear. I knew this feeling too well, only when Renato and I had sex that I usually feel this way
RENATO MARINO I cleaned Jayce up as gently as I could. The water was warm, the cloth soft, but he barely stirred. His lashes stayed pressed to his cheeks, his breathing slow and steady. I covered him again, pulling the sheets up to his chest before stepping back. The Blue Calm would keep him under for a while. That was good. His body needed the rest after last night.I lingered for one last glance. The faint bite on his jaw was still visible. Mine. That mark was not going anywhere for days. That much was certain.The shower was quick but hot enough to chase away some of the stiffness in my neck and shoulders. My head still throbbed from the blast. The cut at my temple stung when the water ran over it, but it would do for now. I could not afford to waste the morning.I dressed in black from shirt to shoes. I buttoned the cuffs, straightened the collar, and adjusted my watch. When I stepped out of the bedroom, the sound of voices drifted up from downstairs. They were low but clear, f
RENATO MARINOThrobbing.My head was pounding so hard it felt like my skull was splintering from the inside out. Every heartbeat slammed against my temples, and every throb threatened to split me wide open. If I did not get off this damn, cold floor soon, I would lose my goddamn mind.If I had not passed out cold, nothing in this world would have kept me on the floor until morning. That alone told me exactly how wrecked I was. At some point during the night, the floor must have been too cold for Jayce because he had practically fused himself to me. His body was tangled around mine, wrapped so tightly it was as if we were welded together. His legs were hooked over mine, his arm pinned across my chest, his face pressed against my throat so that I could feel his warm, steady breaths sinking into my skin.āUgh,ā I groaned, forcing one of my hands out of his steel-like grip and moving it upward, throwing my head back with effort.That was when I heard it. Muffled voices coming from the l
Hi, lovelies! š„° Iām so excited to share my new book with you. I know itās a shame itās straight romance, but Iām sure some of you are into MF erotica. Hihi. I promise doubleāor even tripleāupdates today if you add my new book to your library.šTitle: Make Me Moan, Daddy BLURB "Take off your panties, princess. I want to see the pussy thatās been soaking the sheets and moaning my name in her sleep every night, while wearing my sonās ring.ā "Yes, daddy." * Reina thought marriage meant love. But for two long, aching years, all it gave her was cold nights and a husband who never touched her. She was starving. And Domenico Gravanoāher devil father-in-lawāwas the only man who ever made her feel full. Heās twice her age. Deadly. Filthy rich, and built like a god. The kind of man who doesnāt ask. He takes. And when he sees the way she shivers under his stare, he doesnāt hesitate. He gives her everything she's always wanted. Itās forbidden. It's filthy. And itās about to become h
MARCELOI shouldāve felt relief when I dropped the banker off at the warehouse like my uncle told me to.Relief that Iād gotten the same bastard who shoved a syringe into Jayceās neck as well. Relief that one more loose end was tied up.But I didnāt feel any of that.I just felt⦠empty. Bone-deep tired. The kind of tired no drink, hot shower, or full nightās sleep could fix. The kind that seeps into your bones and whispers, Youāre not going to win this one, boy.I pulled into my buildingās underground parking on autopilot, headlights cutting through the dim concrete. My body ached like Iād been hit over and over again with a baseball bat. My head felt too heavy for my shoulders to carry. I had to remind myself to breathe every few seconds.āFuck,ā I muttered a low, painful grunt.The glove compartment clicked open. The little pill bottle was always there, my metronome, my routine.Two pills.No one who saw me would ever guess they werenāt for sleep. I tipped them into my palm. They l
GIOVANNII donāt remember how I got home.One second I was in the front seat of the car, pretending I wasnāt listening to the sounds Uncle Renato was pulling out of the fed like a goddamn symphony, and the next... I was stepping out of the private elevator, keying in the passcode to my penthouse with shaking fingers and a hard-on that refused to die.My jaw was clenched. My cock was throbbing. And all I could think about was Adrian.His touch. His voice. The way his eyes looked when I made him beg.And fuck, I needed that now. I needed him.The moment I stepped inside, I heard soft humming.Adrian stood by the window, shirtless in his sweatpants, rocking our baby girl, Viola, against his chestāthe perfect goddamn vision of fatherhood.He didnāt hear me come in. He was too focused on soothing her, whispering gentle things in that low, tender voice that made my chest ache. That soft, domestic warmth shouldāve calmed me.But it didnāt.It fucking broke me.I was too far gone.āGive her t