A Slow Fire Burning

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR EASILY DISTURBED BY MATURE THEMES. BLURB: “Oh…” I moaned before I could stop it. “Sorry…” I whispered steadying myself, but what he said next knocked the breath from me. “I’m sorry, Sienna. I couldn’t hold it anymore.” He grabbed me and lifted me onto the nearest freezer. His lips crashed into mine, hot and hungry. My stomach twisted with excitement. I moaned into his mouth, my fingers tangling in his hair. Our tongues moved fast, like we were devouring each. I lifted my hips from the freezer, rubbing my soaked pussy against his hard groin. My jumpsuit clung to my body, thin enough to feel everything. “Sienna…” he groaned. “Please… touch me,” I whispered against his mouth. ____ One night, one forbidden taste. She sucked off a stranger in a dark club, recklessly. What she didn’t know? He was her fiancé’s father. What he didn’t know? She was his future daughter-in-law. But then they met again, in daylight, around family. The fire was still there, burning hotter than ever, even though everything around them said “NO” to continue. He knew he was off-limits. She knew she should have run. But when lust turned into obsession, could either of them stop before it destroyed them all?

“I’m going to tell you what I have in mind,” he murmured. “First you’re going to strip down until you’re completely naked,” he whispered against her ear. “Then I’m going to tie you up so you’re completely powerless and subject to my every whim.” “Mmm, sounds good so far,” she murmured. “Then I’m going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I’m going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it’s rosy with my marks.” She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. “And then I’m going to f**k your mouth. But I won’t cum. Not yet. When I’m close, I’ll flog you again until your ass is burning and you’re on fire with the need for relief. And then I’m going to f**k that ass. I’m going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won’t be gentle. Not tonight. I’m going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I’m going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"

She was born with a crown on her head and blood on her hands, not her own, but the blood her father spilled to keep his throne. A princess feared across kingdoms, untouchable under the protection of a tyrant king who ruled with cruelty.But the past has a way of returning… and it came back with a sword in its hand.The boy her father once chained in a dungeon…The boy who watched his family murdered while he screamed through a gag…The boy her father broke and left for dead…He survived. He rose. And now he wears the crown.The slave is now a monster king, ruthless, powerful, and burning with vengeance. He returned for justice, but to take it with fire and steel. He razed her kingdom, slaughtered the man who once ruled it, and took the princess as the final piece of his revenge.She is no longer the one giving commands.She kneels. She obeys.She wears the chains now.He vowed to make her suffer. To inflict every wound her father once carved into him. And he will no matter what it costs him.But he didn’t expect her.She isn’t the monster he imagined.She’s gentle where he thought she’d be cruel.She’s kind where he expected poison.She’s light in a world that has only ever shown him darkness.And fate, in its cruel humor, makes her his mate.Now, he’s trapped between the cold hunger for vengeance…And the soft pull of a woman who might be the only one strong enough to break his walls—and save what little is left of the boy who once believed in love.

I Alpha Ryan Black Bishop rejected you, Bella Adams as my mate and Luna" The last hope of Bella died after hearing this. His words stabbed her heart like a sharp knife, cutting her heart into tiny pieces. She looked at him for the last time. His commanding glare and disgust in his eyes showed clearly that it was over. Bella bent down her head. 'I, Bella Adams accept your rejection" She whispered then turned away. Tears rolled down on her cheek. She started taking slow steps.

Desire might be gentle but not here, it is filthy, possessive, obsessive and once you taste it you can never get enough. Steamy Sessions is NOT sweet slow burn novel with a charming prince, this collection contains quite a number of EXPLICIT ADULT CONTENT including: •Intense power play. • Pet play, pain play, bondage, obedience training. •Dubsub elements. •Possessive, obsessive, morally questionable love interests. •Dark Erotic Fantasies. •Exhibitionism, degradation and praise. •Noncon/Dubcon. •Sharing, Public Submission. •Sadistic Dom, Brutal Switches and Feral Brats. •Queer Characters. •Possessive Monsters.

Rain's life is shattered when the ruthless Devil Alpha, Kane, slaughters her family and pack. Captured and imprisoned, Rain's only solace is her burning desire for revenge. She'll stop at nothing to claim it, even if it means surrendering to the devil himself.

With a troubled and broken past, Prince Chris has always felt apart from his family. He feels even more apart when he runs to his mate and finds out a whole other world. A world hidden even within the werewolf community that is so secret. A slow burn romance with trauma and healing. LGBT representation. BxB romance. Disclaimer - The views of the characters do not represent my own, this is a work of fiction and fantasy. Warning - Depictions of graphic, but tasteful sex. Trauma, discrimination, targeted violence and stubborn characters.

They say fire is cleansing, a transformative type of destruction. After a forest fire, nature heals and grows stronger. It's forever changed but not destroyed. Fire is painful but beautiful, something that is warm but left unattended can be devastating. In the flames I was broken, destroyed, but in the ashes I was restored. Left floating in the grey, the smoke that led me through a divine transformation. Now I'm left adrift, the dark my only guide in the smoke, the blue of the sky, of his eyes, the only guide in the light. Forever torn and pulled between the two, unsure who I can trust and terrified to make the wrong choice. Not just my life hangs in the balance, but the lives and well being of all of humanity. It just might be too much for these wings to bare.

Craving for one another, there desires run wild, there list burns exploring there emotions. A touch runs deep darkening there infatuation, thirtst quenching from the friction of there heated body. Leonel and Ismael, heirs to ruvalry business empires, find pleasure in themselves, a pleasure that leads burning love , a flame that scourges all it touches. His eyes had found what he desired, the fiery flames of lust burning down his resentments to love, he craved for the touch of his lips, his excitement at there marital bound, lunching in there disruption, bringing there secrets to life, tearing for a long while themselves away apart from one another. years passed Ismael returns to the married Leo, with kids exactly aged at there departing day, seeking to find the truth at there striking resemblance, Ismael's revenge plan is revealed.

He is a 24 year old heir to his father's company. She is a 28 year old lady, fired from her last job for burning the CEO with hot tea. A fiery one she is, not until she meets a man, who is just intent on breaking her.