LOGINThis is raw, no-limits reverse harem erotica. Expect graphic multi-man scenes, rough claiming, breeding, public indulgence, total power exchange, and women who eagerly surrender to overwhelming pleasure. One woman. Multiple ruthless, devoted men who refuse to choose. Strictly 18+. One woman. Multiple ruthless men who refuse to share her with the world, but will always share her with each other. After a blindfolded night with one of her brother's four roommates, 21-year-old Lila sets out to identify the man who gave her the best orgasm and the only way is to sneak into their rooms and have sex with them. To inherit her billion-dollar trust fund, Bianca is forced to spend one month as the shared sexual companion to her three entitled older cousins. Undercover journalist Sadie infiltrates a college hockey team as a puck bunny to expose their gang but ends up in intense, furious sexual entanglements with the captain, enforcer, and rookie. From forbidden stepfamily estates and mafia penthouses to omegaverse knots and high-society auctions, these heroines don’t just get taken, they beg for more. Billionaires, alphas, stepbrothers, demons, and powerful enemies collide in tales of dark passion, obsessive proximity, and shameless corruption. Steamy, dark, and dangerously addictive, Shared & Ruined is pure filth for readers who crave women willingly overwhelmed by devoted, insatiable men. No limits. No jealousy. Only dripping, obsessive pleasure.
View MoreCHAPTER THREEI woke up with the memory of that spider tattoo burned into the back of my mind like a brand. The sheets still smelled like sex and the man who had filled me twice the night before, and every time I shifted I felt the dull, satisfying ache between my legs that proved it had not been a dream. I had fucked a killer. I had taken his cock in my mouth, in my pussy, and in my ass, and I had sat on his face while the evidence of everything we had done coated his tongue. And the entire time I had not known. Not until the very end, when the low light finally caught the black spider crawling across his knuckles.I did not tell my father.The decision sat in my stomach like cold metal. At breakfast he asked, almost casually, if I liked the bodyguards. The four of them stood a little farther from the dining table, already in their dark suits, already watching everything. I nodded too quickly and kept my eyes on them while I answered. None of them looked like the man from last night.
CHAPTER TWOI stood in the hallway staring at the four men my father had sent, and for a moment I forgot I was supposed to be annoyed. They were even more imposing up close than they had looked from the end of the corridor. Dark suits, broad chests, the kind of quiet confidence that comes from knowing exactly how dangerous you are. I let my gaze travel over them without bothering to hide it. If they were going to live in my house and follow me everywhere, they could deal with being looked at.My father came up the stairs behind me a few minutes later, still in his work clothes, already speaking as if the matter had been settled days ago.“Lily, these are the men who will be responsible for you until I am certain the situation is under control.” He stopped beside me and gestured to the first man. “Rafael. Former soldier. He will handle close protection.”Rafael inclined his head. He had dark hair cut short, a strong jaw, and eyes that did not linger anywhere they were not supposed to.
7. Which of the Man I Fucked is a Mafia Killer?CHAPTER ONEI am Lily Tucker, the only child of billionaire Tucker, and for most of my twenty-four years that fact has shaped almost everything about my life. I am in my third year of college, majoring in something practical enough to keep my father satisfied while still leaving me room to enjoy myself, and I have always loved the pulse of a good nightclub. The lights, the music, the way the crowd moves like one living thing—those are the moments when I feel least like the carefully protected daughter of a man whose name appears in business magazines. I go out with friends, I drink more than I should, and I dance until my feet hurt. That is how I have always preferred to spend my weekends.One night last week started the same way every other night out begins. I was already too drunk by the time my friends and I pushed deeper into the elite club downtown, the kind of place where the cover charge alone could buy a semester of textbooks. Th
CHAPTER THREEDOROTHYWhen I slipped back into our shared room that night, I found my sister sitting up in bed and staring straight at me. I tried to act normal, like I had just come from the bathroom or something ordinary, even though my legs still felt weak and my pussy was still slick and throbbing from what Raymond had just done to me. Dahila’s eyes narrowed. She reached out, grabbed my wrist, and pulled me closer to her bed before I could climb into my own.“Did he mistake you as mom, too?” she asked in a low voice.I frowned hard at the word “too.” My heart started beating faster. She saw the confusion on my face and immediately explained everything without waiting for me to ask. She told me that the night before, when Mom was supposed to be away, Raymond had mistaken her for Mom in the dark with that sleep mask on. He had pulled her into bed, touched her, and fucked her from behind and then in reverse cowgirl until they both came. That was why he had smirked at breakfast and ac
Chapter 7I moved quietly through the halls, heart racing. The message kept echoing in my head. I needed that compartment and whatever was inside it. That was my mission. The only reason I was here.I approached Christian’s massive master bedroom, the door slightly ajar. I heard their voices and qu
Chapter 6I slipped away from the dining room as soon as breakfast ended, my legs still shaky and my panties soaked from what the boys had done to me under the table. My body hummed with leftover need, but I needed a moment to breathe. I went straight to my room, locked the door, and headed for the
Chapter 5The next morning, all the boys joined us in the dining room. Mother-in-law was excited about their gathering and believed they joined breakfast because they missed her. But I knew that wasn't the case. I knew it wasn't the case because Julian sat by my right and Damon by my left.Julian s
Chapter 4The mansion was asleep after a very silent, awkward dinner. Everyone had gone to bed, but I was up, dressed only in my sexiest black lacy bra and matching panties that barely covered anything. I stood in front of the mirror, heart hammering, contemplating whether I should actually go to t












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