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The Crimson Throne (I)
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Deep Inside (Erotica short story collections) His Dirty Debt (2)
The lights of Rome bled through the windows in streaks of gold and red as Jasmine leaned against the cool marble sink of the penthouse bathroom. Her hands gripped the edge like she was bracing for an earthquake, her chest rising and falling in sharp, uneven breaths. Picaso Emilio’s scent still clung to her skin, tobacco, leather, and something darker. Something sinful.Her lipstick was smudged, her hair a ruin of silk and need. She didn’t know what scared her more: the man or how much she wanted him. Her inner thighs still tingled from his mouth, and the imprint of his teeth on her hip looked like a secret brand.The door creaked behind her.“You run fast for someone who begged me not to stop,” came his voice, low, rough silk, soaked in danger.She met his eyes in the mirror. His shirt was unbuttoned, his tattoos a map of sins carved in ink. A gun holster hung off his shoulder like it belonged there more than his heart ever would. Picaso wasn’t just a man. He was a war.“You don’t ask
Deep Inside (Erotica short story collections) His Dirty Debt
The ballroom was lit like a dream. Jasmine Martian didn’t belong here, not among polished monsters in suits and gowns worth more than her rent. Her black satin dress clung to her curves, slit high on her thigh. But she wasn't here to seduce.She was here to confront the devil himself.Picaso Emilio.Rumors whispered of his cruelty of bodies dumped in rivers, of men who crossed him vanishing without a sound. They said his father had been ten times worse. But Picaso didn’t need to shout or threaten. He simply looked, and the world obeyed.And now he was looking at her.His presence made her stomach clench. Midnight eyes like polished obsidian locked onto her from across the room. He didn’t smile. Didn’t blink. He lifted a glass of whiskey, drained it, and moved, toward her.God, he moved like sin.She turned to leave, but it was too late. A hand, gloved in black leather, caught her wrist. He tugged her close, his cologne wrapping around her like silk and smoke.“You’ve been watching me
Deep Inside (Erotica short story collections) Claimed by the Moonfire
The cabin groaned as the night wind pressed against it, but Silvia’s world had narrowed to the heat inside,.fierce, overwhelming, and sacred.Torin's hands were on her hips, fingers bruising, his body caged against her back as he growled into her ear. “You were made to be worshipped like this.”His voice, raw and deep, sent vibrations straight through her spine. She gasped when Macus stepped in front of her again, his golden eyes blazing with restrained hunger. The firelight flickered across his bare chest, his muscles taut with control, but his lips were already parting, tongue flicking out as he reached for her.“You still burning for us, little moon?” Macus murmured, brushing a thumb over her swollen bottom lip.Silvia nodded, breathless, feeling the dizzying aftermath of the first claiming and yet her body ached for more. The heat hadn’t subsided. It was worse. Now that she’d tasted them, now that they’d filled her, she was greedy for it.“You need more,” Torin growled behind her,
Deep Inside (Erotica short story collections) Moonbound Heat
The full moon was rising.Silviya’s body trembled as the ancient heat overtook her again, stronger, more primal than anything she’d endured before. Her blood felt like fire beneath her skin. She had locked herself away in the moonstone chambers, the sacred room meant to contain Omegas during their heat, but it was no use now.She wasn’t a regular Omega. She was the last Moon-Blessed.And the three Alphas bound to her had found her.The heavy door creaked open, and the scent of forest, smoke, and musk bled into the air. She turned, heart racing.“Silviya,” growled Cael, the eldest of the three. The strategist. His glacier eyes were already glowing, jaw tight with restraint.Behind him stood Evren, the wildest of them, his golden eyes dilated, tongue wetting his lower lip as he sniffed the air like a predator who’d caught his prey.And last was Dren. The youngest but most unhinged. He leaned against the doorframe, a smirk on his lips. “You locked us out during your Moonburn?” he teased.
Deep Inside (Erotica short story collections) Bought by the Billionaires (4)
Serena should’ve known better than to think she had any control left.Not after three nights of being broken down, claimed, worshipped, and wrecked by three billionaires who didn’t just want her body, they wanted everything. Her mind, her loyalty, her soul.And they were fighting for it now. Quietly. Brutally.She could feel it in the way Jace watched Dorian too long. In the edge to Luca’s voice when he kissed her harder than necessary.That morning, she'd found her robe missing. Replaced by a silk cocktail dress so short it might’ve been stitched on with a threat. A card was tucked beside it.Dinner at Rowe. No underwear. No argument. – JShe wore it.Because part of her loved being told what to do.But when the elevator opened into the private restaurant at the top of Rowe Tower, she immediately realized something had changed.The room wasn’t empty.There were guests. Investors. Clients. Men and women in suits and diamonds, sipping rare wine, watching as Serena stepped inside like a
Deep Inside (Erotica short story collections) Bought by the Billionaires (3)
It was supposed to be just sex. Just survival.Serena kept reminding herself of that.But on Night Three, when Dorian poured a glass of wine between her breasts and licked it from her skin like a dying man tasting rain, she forgot every reason she’d come here.She had been sold to survive.Now she stayed to burn.They'd taken her to the rooftop of the Blackwell Tower—thirty-five floors above the city, the wind whispering across her bare skin, her wrists already strapped behind the wrought-iron railing. It wasn’t cold. Not when she was trembling for them. Not when her core was already aching before a single one of them touched her.The night sky stretched endless and wicked above her, stars barely visible through the haze of city light.“I can’t believe you wore nothing under that robe,” Luca murmured behind her, parting the satin slowly until it fluttered away like wings.He traced a finger down her spine, stopping just above her ass. “You want them to see you, bella? All those lights
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