LOGINMy Professor Is My GynecologistBella’s POVThe words left no room for misunderstanding. I opened my mouth, but no words came out.He was right. I knew he was right. That knowledge did nothing to soften the shame spreading through me."I didn't..." My voice faltered. I looked away, unable to complete the sentence.There was no explanation that could make my behavior less embarrassing. I could not blame the dream, my loneliness, or the way his voice had affected me. Those things might explain how I had arrived at this point, but they did not excuse what I had done.I sat on the edge of the table, clutching the gown against my chest. Only moments ago, I had imagined the possibility of his mouth meeting mine. Now I wanted the floor to open beneath me.Humiliation washed over me, leaving me struggling to breathe normally.I turned my back to him, my hands shaking as I picked up my underwear and dress. The black lace that had seemed like a private act of confidence that morning now looked
My Professor Is My GynecologistBella’s POVThe door closed behind him.I sat on the rim of the examination table, listening to his footsteps fade away. The room seemed smaller now that I was alone, and the paper beneath my thighs rustled whenever I moved. I stared at the closed door, trying to prepare myself for what would happen when Dr. Cole returned.I had imagined this appointment so many times, but never like this. In my dreams, I had no reason to be embarrassed. I could experience everything without having to face the man responsible for it afterward. Here, I was Bella, a twenty-four-year-old who had never been touched by a man, waiting in a doctor's examination room while the stranger from her dreams prepared to examine her.My stomach tightened at the thought.I stood and found the zipper of my dress. My fingers fumbled with it before I managed to pull it down. The cloth slipped from my shoulders, and I stepped out of it, folding it over the chair. After removing my underwear
My Professor Is My GynecologistBella’s POVMorning light slipped through the thin curtains, laying pale stripes over my bed. I woke earlier than necessary, already struggling with the nervous anticipation that had plagued me since the previous day.I stood before the small mirror above my dresser longer than usual. The girl staring back had sleep in her eyes and a faint pillow crease on one cheek. I washed my face, applied lotion with unsteady fingers, and watched the cream sink into my skin. My fingers trembled once, barely, but I noticed.I opened the top drawer and stared at the neat stack of underwear. Everyday cotton occupied one side. On the other lay a single pair of soft black lace panties I'd bought months ago and never worn. After hesitating, I picked them up. The fabric was cool and unfamiliar against my hips. I told myself the choice meant nothing. I only wanted to look put-together.I chose a simple dress and slipped it on. The fabric rested lightly against my thighs. In
My Professor Is My GynecologistBella’s POVChase was waiting in front of me, his attention fixed on my face.The afternoon sun pressed against the back of my neck. Students passed in small groups, laughing and talking, oblivious to the discomfort building inside me. Daniella was already heading toward the administration building, her dark hair swinging with every step. She hadn't even glanced back.“Bella?” Chase called, bringing my attention back to him. “Please. I'm serious. Just talk to her for me. One time. Tell her I'm not a complete asshole.”I shifted from one foot to the other, my fingers tightening around my bag strap. “I don't know, Chase. She made her position pretty obvious.”“She always acts like that at first.” He gave a frustrated laugh and rubbed the back of his neck. “I've tried texting her. I've tried catching her after class. Nothing works. You're the only person she actually listens to.”I stared at a crack in the pavement because meeting his gaze made my chest ac
Chapter 1Bella’s POV“Open up and spread it wider.”The words slid over my skin like warm oil. I was already bare from the waist down, the thin paper gown crumpled uselessly around my hips, my bare feet resting in the cold metal stirrups. The bright overhead light left me feeling unveiled, and the sight of the man standing between my thighs made my heart hammer so hard that I could feel the frantic rhythm deep in my body.He was tall and composed in his white coat, his impossibly green eyes fixed on the most private part of me. I had never even kissed anyone, and here I was, legs spread for a stranger whose face belonged on the cover of a magazine rather than above a medical chart. My cheeks grew hot, and I tried to focus on anything else, but my attention kept drifting back to those eyes.He pulled on a fresh pair of gloves with a soft snap before pressing one finger gently against my entrance to test my reaction. The tip moved forward slowly, then stopped.“You’re still intact,” he
Calanthe>The Last Cunt StandingLord Lars walked out from the same entrance the council had used.He was completely naked.All I could do was stare at him, my brain fighting hard to connect what my eyes were seeing.No cloak covered him, no strip of fabric hid any part of his body, and he walked between two guards so relaxed, wearing an arrogance that showed he had never once considered if anyone wanted to see him naked.My eyes dropped instinctively between his thighs.His cock was fully erect.The sight of it made me blink, then look again despite myself. He was long, broad, and heavy, completely exposed to an arena packed with people.Did this man have any shame?“This is indeed madness,” I muttered.Even if I had agreed to marry him, which I had not and never would, what sort of wedding started with the groom displaying his dick to everyone in his kingdom?And why did it have to be that size?I should have turned my attention anywhere else, but his eyes had found mine from the mo
Seducing the AlphaAzalea~The Velvet Eclipse Club was buried deep in the mountain side, a den of red lights, heavy bass, and crazy wolves who came here to hunt or be hunted. I stepped inside feeling like both prey and predator, my heart racing faster, but I held still.The short black dress I wor
Seducing the AlphaRoman~The moment Azalea pushed that door open, I should have stopped.But I didn’t.I kept fucking the woman bent over my desk harder, eyes locked on the only woman who had ever managed to crawl under my skin. Azalea stood frozen in the doorway in her new tight clothes, looking
Seducing the AlphaAzalea~I woke up with my cheek stuck to the cold leather of the small couch in the secretary’s antechamber, the torn dress from last night still damp and clinging to my skin like a punishment I couldn’t escape.My body hurt in ways I didn’t want to name. A deep, throbbing ache
Seducing the AlphaRoman~The heavy door to my penthouse at the top of Thorin Tower slammed shut with a sound that echoed through the empty space like a gunshot. I didn’t turn on the lights. I didn’t need them. The storm outside provided enough through the windows. Flashes of lightning illuminate







