All Chapters of Irresistible Fantasies (A Steamy Collection): Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

Chapter 5I hear heavy fist against the front door downstairs so early in the morning, the wood groaning under the impact. It’s not a polite knock at all. The scent hits me a second later…sharp, metallic alpha aggression cutting through the thick haze of Dominic’s smoke and our combined musk.Dominic tenses beside me, his muscles going rigid under my sweat-slicked skin. He doesn't look surprised. He looks bored. He pushes off the mattress, the chains on my wrists rattling as the movement shifts the bedding. The loss of his heat is immediate, leaving me exposed to the cool air."Stay," he commands, his voice a low growl that vibrates in my chest.He grabs a t-shirt from the floor, yanking it over his head, but he doesn't bother with shoes. He stalks out of the room, leaving the door wide open. I can hear the heavy thud of his boots on the stairs, then the distinct click of the deadbolt sliding back.The shouting starts instantly. It’s muffled, but the rage is clear. Another alpha. A

Chapter 7Dominic’s PovThe knot holds, a thick, pulsing anchor binding us to the mattress, to the moment. My weight is solid, still on Kai’s back, my breath still ragged in my ear. The scent of my victory, my cum, and his surrender fills the air. He’s trembling beneath me, a fine, continuous shudder that runs through his entire body. My knot throbs, a final, possessive pulse, and I feel the pressure begin to subside. It’s a slow, reluctant release, my body unwilling to let him go. With a final, wet squelch, I pull out. A river of my cum follows, flooding out of his red, swollen hole and soaking the already ruined sheets.He doesn’t move. Just lies there, face pressed into the pillow, his chained wrists twisted at an awkward angle near the headboard. His ass is raised, a perfect, glistening offering, puffy and used. A primal satisfaction curls in my gut. I broke him. I claimed him. And now, I’m going to share the prize.I climb off the bed, my own legs unsteady for a second. I gra

Chapter 1The heavy oak door swings open before I can even knock, and there he is. Ethan Harrington. The man from the job listing photos doesn't do him justice. He's taller than I expected, probably six-foot-two, with shoulders that strain against the fabric of his tailored dress shirt. His dark hair is perfectly styled, but a few strands fall across his forehead, giving him a slightly disheveled look that makes my stomach flutter."You must be Mia," he says, his voice deeper than I imagined. It vibrates through my body like a bass note. "Come in."I step inside, my worn sneakers silent on the marble floor that gleams under recessed lighting. The entryway alone is bigger than my entire apartment. A crystal chandelier drips light from the ceiling, refracting rainbow patterns across the walls."Nice place," I manage, my voice coming out smaller than I intended.Ethan's lips curve into something that's not quite a smile. "It does the job." His eyes sweep over me, taking in my simple wh

Chapter 3I push myself up from the couch, my legs trembling slightly as I face him. The leather groans behind me, the sound swallowed by the cavernous room. Ethan's suit jacket is slung over his shoulder, and his tie hangs loose around his neck. His eyes sweep over me, lingering on my flushed cheeks and the way my white tank top clings to my skin."Mia," he says again, his voice rough as gravel. He drops his jacket onto a marble console table, the thud echoing in the silence. Then his fingers go to his shirt buttons, one by one. The fabric parts slowly, revealing the hard planes of his chest, dusted with dark hair that narrows down toward his waistband."I've been thinking about you all night, Mia." His voice drops to a low growl that vibrates through my bones. "I need you now."My breath catches in my throat. The air thickens with his woodsy cologne, that leather and vanilla scent that's been haunting me since I first met him. I can feel the heat rising in my cheeks, the way my n

Chapter 5Ethan’s PovI pull back from the kiss, my lips still tingling with the taste of her pussy. Mia's eyes are hazy, unfocused, her body limp against the marble island. Her dress is still bunched around her waist, leaving her completely exposed except for that diamond necklace glittering against her flushed skin."Come with me," I growl, grabbing her hand. I don't give her time to respond, just tug her away from the kitchen. Her legs are shaky, and she stumbles slightly as I lead her through the house. Sunlight streams through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air."Where are we going?" she asks, her voice breathy."The pool house." I glance back at her. Her eyes widen slightly, a flicker of fear mixed with excitement. The risk turns her on. I can see it in the way her nipples harden, in the slight flush spreading down her chest.The pool house is separate from the main house, a luxurious glass structure surrounded by lush greenery. Inside, t