Anal Fuck Machine

"Hold her down—she’s already trembling for us." "Careful, brother. She’s human. Fragile… but fuck, she’s wet for us already." "Then we’ll break her in together. Slow… until she begs for more." "Yes, fuck me hard..... daddies." I thought I was saving a wounded wolf in the woods. I never expected him to shift into a brutal Alpha prince in exile. And when his brothers arrived—dark, dangerous, and just as magnetic—they all looked at me the same way. Like prey. Like mate. Like theirs. Three Alpha triplets. One fragile human body that isn’t built to handle their hunger. But the bond doesn’t care. Their scent calls to me. Their touch burns me alive. And their claim might ruin me… or set me free. Now the only question is— Can I survive being craved by the Alpha triplets?

Now I'm going to bend you over and fuck you.” “Right now.. Hard.. And I'm not pulling out until I'm satisfied.” He didn't give her a second to think. He spun her around, her ass up, leg spread, pussy soaked waiting. “Fuck” He growled behind her, one hand grabbing her hip, the other spreading her legs wider. “Look at this pussy.. Begging to be ruined.” She was rejected by the mate she loved… and now she’s his brother’s pawn. Kaelen Veyr, cursed and feared, buys Sylvara “Syl” Rynne… not for love, but to make his step-brother angry. She’s stubborn, fiery, and refuses to be tamed…but every clash with him sparks a dangerous desire neither can deny. A game of revenge. A storm of lust. And a fire that could destroy them both.

A young widow is given one more chance at life when her life is reversed back in time using a time travel machine that had been her late husband's father's life's work, way before she was forced into an arranged marriage. But what does the new trip in time hold for her, especially when she meets her then husband in a new setting, and sees him in a different light, bearing in mind that he is already dead? And how fast is a whirlwind romance when she has to go back to her place in time to an empty bed? "You don't...look like someone who has a long time to live." I said to him, watching as his gaze became a little sad. "I guess when you live right, you don't need to."

Zamiel Ayala was one-woman-man. He only had his heart for the woman he promised to marry not until she was abducted by his best friend and ended up in a car accident and died. Since that day the only thing he wanted to do was to avenge his late bride. He searched for his ex-best friend for so long and found him in a coma and still lucky to have a girlfriend with him. At that very moment, Zamiel came up with a plan that could hurt his ex-best friend even more because just being in a coma was not enough to make him suffer. Zamiel started to corner his ex-best friend’s girlfriend, Rina, by threatening her to pull out the machine that’s keeping her boyfriend alive if she won’t accept his offer to be his baby maker.

Can you imagine having the world's worst bachelorette party in Vegas? Waking up the next morning with no memory of the night before, with three diamond rings on your fingers, in a penthouse full of strangers, with two of your friends missing, one pregnant by a stranger and suspected of the overdose death of another of your friends? It becomes a challenge to reveal the truth behind a blurred memory and illegal marriage records with three strangers, while you are about to get married. And a dangerous secret waited for me on the other side. How long could it take you to go from being an illegal wife to a killing machine? ─────── ✿ ‧ ‧ ‧ ‧ ‧ ‧ ‧ ‧ NOTE: COMMENTING outside, on the cover of the book, is important for the work to be more recognized. Leaving comments inside the book, between chapters, is great. However, the reviews, already as I pointed out, will be weighty for the growth of the story. Please comment outside on the cover.

I used to love my husband. Until he drugged me… Until my eyesight faded into darkness… Until my legs stopped obeying me… And he walked away without a backward glance. June, a cafe shop owner who lost her sight and the use of her legs mysteriously met a young man, Mark Lawson who happened to be sweet and nice to her and even married her despite her condition. But it turns out that Mark isn't who she thought he was. She was merely a bait in the game. Rhys Morozov, a Mafia heir and Don and retired soldier who was sent by his father to eliminate an enemy with the disguise as Mark Lawson, a botanist who has a blind and crippled wife. He keeps drugging her so as to keep on with the lie. Rhys thought she was soft and sweet but turns out after he left, it was only a facade. she wants him at all costs and is willing to do anything to get him. She happens to be in the same unit as his subordinate and he can't seem to push her away, no matter what. Will she find out the truth and will he knows the sacrifices she has to make to get there? especially when she has to lose herself in the process of a forbidden love affair between her and her boss. Trigger warnings: Nonconsensual acts, breeding kink, anal, toy play, praise and degradation kink, breathing kink among others. Read at your own safety.

"You really want me to fuck you?" he asked, continuing to torment my pussy with the tip of his shaft. "Yes… please," I begged, shamelessly and desperately. "Fuck me maddeningly," I moaned. "Fuck me until I can’t use my legs anymore." ** All I wanted was a one-night stand with a random guy, just to get back at my boyfriend, who had insulted me for never being able to feel anything with him. So, I left Brooklyn with my best friend, Ashley, to spend spring break in Cabo. The deal was simple: have fun like a normal young adult and hook up with any guy... just to prove a point. I ended up in the bed of a man with the most mesmerizing eyes I’d ever seen—a man I knew absolutely nothing about. He pleased me in ways I didn’t think were possible. Every touch, every kiss, every whispered brush of his hands against my skin ignited a hunger I never knew I had. But when I woke up the next morning, the stranger was gone. I thought it was just a forgotten one-night stand, someone I’d never see again. Until I found out he was my new statistics professor. It was supposed to be one meaningless night, but now I crave him in ways I never knew were possible. Even knowing he could be my downfall, I still want him. Still crave him. Still want him to ruin me in whatever way he desires.

"Date me for four months only. If at the end of these four months, you fall in love with me, then I get to fuck you like a slut." His firm and domineering voice swept across my entire being. "And... If I didn't fall in love with you but rather, you ended up falling in love with me..." I swallowed and continued with all the strength in me," you get to leave this school, leave this country and never show up before me again." "Deal." "Deal." ---- Eleanor Christopher was a shy but sweet and innocent girl who had tried all her best to avoid the devil. She hated him for his promiscuous life, she had even heard him bragged to his friends before that he has one year plan of fucking ever single girls in the college. Speaking of the devil, Henry Fred, the hottest and most popular playboy in college. After fucking and dumping several girls who literally stoop at his feet to have at least a talk with him, he decided to fuck the next girl on his list, he however didn't expect for her to be different from other ladies, she hated him and she was blunt about it. He made a bet with his friends to fuck her, he won't stop until he hear her moan crazily under his body, he won't even force her, she will literally plead to have him in her. He want her, Eleanor Christopher, and he was ready to have her, no matter what it takes.

"You have to stop doing that, Camilla." "Doing what?" Jesus Christ! Did she not see what she was doing? "Being so goddamn sexy, I can't stand it." She tiptoed, bringing her lips closer to my face. "Why? Why can't you stand it?" Questions, too many questions. I pulled her closer to me, so she could feel the bulging of my crotch between her legs. Her lips parted slightly, I watched her sigh in satisfaction. Her wet tongue licked her lips gently. My length hardened against her, a small moan escaped her lips. "Fuck!" I cried out and turned my back on her. I wiped my sweat off my forehead with my right palm. "Mister Ivan…" "If you call my name one more time, you won't be able to blame me for how good I'll fuck you, Camilla." I blurted out. I did not care how it sounded, I did not care that she might take me to be a pervert. I only wanted her to know what she was doing, and the effect she had on me. What I did not expect were the next words that strolled out of her lips. "Then turn around and fuck me." ~•~ From doctor and patient, to friends and then illicit lovers. Can Camilla and Ivan finally stand together to fight the forces against their relationship? Or would both retire to fate and let fear and mistrust take the lead?

"I'm gay." My eyes grow so big as I stop breathing, but two seconds later I'm bursting with laughter. "Okay funny," I finally tone down my laugh as I bring myself to look at him again. But he is still staring at me like he had been when he told me that joke. "Wait," uhh, "Really?" He nods, "Really." "You like... guys?" "I fuck guys." Oh wow, you really can't have it all can you. When he checks all the boxes, suddenly there's this big box he doesn't. The most important box, the top on the list. "You're gay or bi?" Because there's a big difference between those two. "I'm gay." "You never fuck a woman?" "I've never fucked a woman." "Then why the hell would you want me to be your sugar baby? To watch you fuck another man's butthole?" He smirks despite my little mockery. "Oh now it's funny?" "It is," he is still smirking, "But no. It's the opposite of what I wanna do." I bring my arms across my chest as I reply in my all-business tone, "Enlighten me." *** 22 year old Estelle is one of the best sugar babies the agency has ever had. She has the whole package, no dick ever gone soft seeing how perfect she is, both her body and personality. But can she sway Owen into the heterosexual group? After being in that homo-pool all this while?