All Chapters of Make Me Yours (A Steamy Collection): Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

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Sweet Little Nun Pt 7

Chapter 7Damian stood before me, his dark eyes burning with a mix of lust and need, I was pressed against the confessional booth, the wood rough against my bare back, the rosary beads biting into my wrists as he bound me tightly. The veil that I wore around my face now pooled at my feet, leaving me exposed, my pale skin flushed, my breath coming in shallow, desperate gasps.“Confess your sins, Sister,” Damian growled, his voice a low, dangerous sound that sent shivers down my spine. His fingers traced the curve of my hip, his touch possessive, his other hand gripping the crucifix from the booth’s altar. He pressed it into my palm, forcing my fingers to close around the cold metal. “Tell me how you’ve defiled yourself with me.”I bit my lip, my body trembling as I met his gaze. The weight of the crucifix in my hand was a cruel reminder of the vows I’d broken, my faith I'd betrayed. But the ache between my thighs, the way my nipples hardened under his stare, it all told a different

Forgotten By My Husband Railed By Our Gardener

Chapter 1Ethan was my gardener; he shouldn’t be looking at me like this…it wasn’t right, but it made me feel so good, made me feel beautiful, my husband never made me feel like this.He never worshipped my body like Ethan did; he preferred to touch himself to the women in magazines, leaving me to rot.I was a woman, I had needs.I stood on the patio, my silk robe clinging to my body in the faint breeze. Ethan stood in front of me, his broad shoulders filling everywhere, his dark eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that made her breath catch. His shirt was unbuttoned, revealing the sculpted muscles of his chest, glistening faintly with a sheen of sweat. I could see the definition of his abs and the hard lines of his body.Ethan’s strong hands gripped my waist, pulling me and finally…finally I pressed my lips against his, my tears mingling with the heat of his mouth. The kiss was hungry, desperate, as if we both needed to prove something to ourselves, to each other. My fingers

Forgotten By My Husband Railed By Our Gardener Pt2

Chapter 2“You’ve been a good girl, but it’s time to show me what you’re really capable of.” His hand trailed down my spine, firm, leaving a trail of goosebumps. Before I could respond, he stepped away, leaving me trembling in anticipation. The room was dim, lit only by the soft glow of a single lamp. My husband usually used this room with his girls when he brought them over, letting me sleep in our bed. My heart pounded as I heard the drawer slide open, the sound echoing in the silence.Ethan returned, holding something in his hand, but he didn’t let me see it yet. “Turn around,” he commanded, his voice low and commanding. I obeyed, my eyes locking onto his as he stepped closer, a smirk playing on his lips. The air between us felt thick with lust and need, and I felt my breath quicken as he moved closer, his presence filling the space.“Tonight, you’re mine, baby,” he growled, his gaze intense, as if he could see straight into my soul. “Every inch of you. Every moan, every whimper

Forgotten By My Husband Railed By Our Gardener Pt3

Chapter 3Ethan stood over me as he tightened the nipple clamps on my perky tits. The metal bit into my sensitive flesh, sending pain and pleasure through my body. He secured the clamps to the spreader bar, ensuring my bound legs remained stretched wide apart. My tight ass clenched around his throbbing cock as he slid deeper into me, the friction between our bodies making me shake. “Don’t move, Wendy,” he growled, his voice rough and commanding, “or I’m not fucking you.” I whimpered, torn between the ache in my nipples and the desperate need for release.He pulled out slowly, his dick glistening with my juices, before slamming back into me with brutal force. My moans echoed through the dimly lit room, raw and loud, as he pounded into my ass. The smack of skin on skin filled the air, each harder than the last. He leaned down, his breath hot against my ear, and snarled, “You’re mine, cunt. Every fucking inch.” His hands gripped my hips, bruising me as he fucked me harder as his bal

Forgotten By My Husband Railed By Our Gardener Pt4

Chapter 4My body was still trembling as I lay sprawled on the bedside, my skin flushed and slick, my breath coming in ragged gasps as the last waves of my orgasm faded. I knew better. I always knew better. But the need had been too much, the memory of Ethan’s hands, his mouth, his cock, too fresh in my mind. I had given in, and now I would pay for it.The door creaked open.My body tensed, my muscles locking as the weight of his presence filled the room before I even saw him. The floorboards groaned under Ethan’s steps, each one sending a fresh jolt of anticipation through me. I didn’t turn my head, didn’t dare look at him, but I could feel his gaze raking over me, over the mess i’d made of myself, the way my thighs were still slightly parted, the glistening evidence of my disobedience smeared across my fingers.“Look at you,” he murmured, his voice a low, dangerous purr. The sound sent a shiver down my spine, my nipples tightening despite myself. “Still shaking from touching w

Forgotten By My Husband Railed By Our Gardener Pt5

Chapter 5Ethan circled the bed with a remote tucked into his shorts. My hips jerked each time the plug flared to life, the sudden burst of vibration making my swollen clit throb. He drank in the sight of me. My knees yanked wide by the spreader bar, my nipples swollen purple inside the clamps, my pussy glistening from the fucking he’d already given me. He knelt between my forced-open thighs, letting the buzzing die to a low, taunting hum.“You’re dripping,” he murmured, brushing two fingers through my folds and holding them up so the room’s light showed my wetness dripping in clear strands. He pressed those fingers to my mouth, and I opened automatically, sucking my own tangy juices while a broken whimper escaped my lips. Ethan’s smile spread wider, cruel and proud. “Greedy little fucktoy, aren’t you?”I wanted to answer, but he thrust his fingers into my mouth, making me gag.He twisted the remote dial higher, and the plug erupted in rapid pulses that hammered against my sensiti

Witch Dom Taming The Witch Hunter

Chapter 1Snow crunches beneath my knees as I crouched beside the fallen man, my breath curling in the cold air. Cole lies broken in the bloodstained slush, his hunter’s leathers torn, his stomach filled of wounds. Blood seeps between his fingers where he presses them against his side, His lips are cracked, his breathing shallow, each inhale looks a chore against the cold seeping into his bones.I should leave him. I Should let the snow take another witch hunter, let his corpse rot where it falls. But his eyes….fuck, his eyes. Even half-lidded with pain, they burn into me, They’re a startling, unnatural green, Witches don’t have eyes like that. Ours are violet, or ice-blue, or the hollow black of a starless night. I crouche lower, my white hair, dyed black under my glamour The illusion is perfect brown eyes instead of purple, a human’s duller aura instead of the normal witch beauty Damian’s trembling hand lifts, His fingers smudged with his own blood, and he cups my jaw. “W

Witch Dom Taming The Witch Hunter Pt2

Chapter 2My grip on his wrist is tight, my nails digging in just enough to remind him who’s in control. My heels strike the stone with sharp, deliberate clicks, each step echoing through the hall. He stumbles once, his legs still unsteady from the last time I broke him, but I yank him upright, my laughter a low, against his ear. “Pathetic,” I murmur, “and yet, you look so delicious when you’re like this.”I press my palm against the enchanted, door and it swings open without a sound, revealing a chamber filled with candlelight. Immediately Six women turn make their way in, their gazes locking onto Damian like a pack of wolves sighting their next food. Their robes are sheer, clinging to their curves and angles, the fabric so thin it might as well not exist. Their Nipples pebble beneath the transparent layers, dark and tight with arousal. One licks her lips, slow and deliberate, with her tongue glistening. Another tilts her head, her fingers tracing the inside of her own thigh, pa

Witch Dom Taming The Witch Hunter Pt3

Chapter 3Cole’s entire body locks up, a broken sound tearing from his throat as the redhead’s mouth descends on him again, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock before she takes him to the back of her throat.The raven-haired witch shoves him to his knees with a rough laugh. Her foot presses against his shoulder, pinning him down as she steps forward, her robe parting to reveal the dark curls between her legs, already slick with arousal. “Suck,” she commands, She grinds her pussy against his mouth, her hands tangling in his hair to hold him in place. Cole has no choice but to obey, his tongue delving into her, lapping at the wet heat of her. her pussy clenched around his tongue as she moans, her hips rolling in urgent, demanding circles.The brunette steps in front of him pushing the raven haired witch away, her hand gripping his hair, guiding his mouth to her. “That’s it, whore,” she murmurs, her voice thick with arousal as she grinds against his lips. “Make me come.” H

Witch Dom Taming The Witch Hunter Pt4

Chapter 4The moment the last witch’s fingers slip from Cole’s spent body, the chamber door slams shut behind them, the echo of their laughter still clinging to the damp air. He lies sprawled on the cold stone floor, his chest heaving, his cock is still twitching from the forced orgasm, his thighs are still slick with cum and sweat. I stand over Cole, my robe parted just enough to reveal the swell of my breasts, my clamped nipples glinting in the dim light and the metal biting into my flushed skin. My white hair spills over my shoulders, my purple eyes with anger and disappointment. "Pathetic," I spit"Six witches, and you still couldn’t even make me cum." My fingers twitch at my sides, my nails digging into my palms hard enough to draw blood. Cole swallows even as his body still shaked with the aftershocks of pleasure and shame. He tries to push himself up, but his arms tremble.I don’t let him rise. My boot presses between his shoulder blades, shoving him back down with enough

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