Big Feet Worship

Christian Bridges, the fashion icon who once swept Sienna off her feet, is back in her life - but this time, it's complicated. After a catastrophic accident leaves him reportedly brain-dead, Sienna is shocked to find Christian very much alive, wheelchair-bound, and then, he utters the unthinkable: "Put her in a wedding dress." From rocky starts to sweet endings, they discover love in the most unexpected way.

⚠️WAR‌NING: For mature‍ re‍aders​ 18+ only. Themes​: Body‌ worship, dominance, primal play, an​d​ MFM/thr​eeso​me⁠ con‍tent. "Sto‍p f‌ighting it, S‍loane," he growls, his fist knotted in my hair. He ya⁠nks my head back until my thro​at ar‌ches, e⁠xpo‌sing my⁠ frantic p⁠ulse. His th​umb shoves pas‍t my lips,‍ pressing down on my​ tongue with bruising for⁠ce, marking me before h‍e even tastes me. I ch⁠ok‍e on a gasp, thighs trembling ag‍ainst‌ the wall. "We can’t." "Shut the fu‌ck up," he snarls, his teeth g‌ra‍zing the sensitiv⁠e cord of my neck. "I’​ve‍ s⁠pent years tr‍ackin​g every prim step you t‍ook. I’ve fantasized about the moment I finall​y cornered my prey." ‌ He s‍inks​ his teeth into th‌e junction of my shoulder, a sharp, posse‌ssive bite that will leave a jag⁠ged purple brand by morni‍ng. "Now,‍ you’re loc‍ke‌d in this c⁠age‌ with us​. I’m going to leave my​ mark on every i‍nch of your skin." Beh‌ind him, his twin l⁠ooms. A​ s‍ilent, lethal pre‍da⁠t‍or. I’m c⁠aged betwe‍en them, the ai‍r thic⁠k with the scent of‌ woodsmoke and ruin. Fo​r four years​, I‌ was the invi​sible shield for the St​erling empire. To me, they were⁠ liabilities. To them, I was the hun⁠t​. Zurich cha​nged e‍verythin‌g. The boy I once scheduled i‍s n‍ow a man who pins me do⁠wn, whispe‌r⁠ing​ filt‍h while his b​rother wa‍tches, his‌ eyes dar‌k wit‌h the same starving in‍tent. ​I was⁠ paid to guard the Sterl⁠ing legac⁠y. Now, I’m the pr⁠ize​. I‌ want them t​o hunt me. I w​an‍t them to worship me. I‍ want them to⁠ b‍reak me until there‍ is‍ nothing left​ but surren⁠d⁠er. ⁠

He needed a wife and she needed someone to get her out of prison. * * Amyra: All my life I heard I should trust my family and so I did but what I got in exchange? They lied to me and threw me into prison for a sin I never did, my fiance whom I loved and believed didn't even try to save me, there was only my best friend but she was not enough to save me. I just needed a hand, a hand that could get me out of here and I'd vow to worship him forever. All I wanted was to find my parents' murderer and punish them. * * * Xavier: I didn't love her, I didn't care what she has gone through in her life, the moment I saw her I could tell that she was just acting and full of pretension, there was not even an inch of truth in her words. Yet I saved her, for only one reason. SHE MUST BE MY BRIDE.

Poor and struggling, Bernice tried to get her feet in the world by doing menial jobs to survive. But then the man she truly loved broke her heart by spending her hard-earned money and sleeping with her best friend. She will be forced to accept a billionaire's proposal and when she sets her eyes on him and realizes he is her ex-boyfriend's uncle, revenge will be brewing hot.

Jacob is one of those typical guys who never had a thing for girls who weighed over one hundred and thirty pounds. Jacob always assumed that the only thing that big girls are good at is stuffing their faces with junk food instead of eating healthy and staying in shape. That is until he meets a very beautiful two hundred and thirty pound woman named Sophia who showed him the opposite side of a big woman of what he assumed and Jacob falls completely in love with her and who she is

“You should worship me.” He whispers, as the heat of his breath caresses her ear. Her voice betrays her as her emotions go wild. Words fail to fall from her lips as feelings that she never knew she could feel envelops her. At that moment, she knew that she was never getting free from His Ungodly Touch. What had she gotten herself in? .......... After her life being spared by a serial killer and watching her entire family die before her eyes, a young orphan female is rescued by a stranger and is tossed from one foster home to another; and when she finally decides to take vengeance, her emotions gets the most of her and she goes down a path that she can never return from; she becomes an assassin. But when she is sent to killed a well-known CEO, her trajectory changes. Instead of wiping his existence from the earth, she gets entangled in the arms of this desperate and soulful CEO.

When Anaya Johnson joined Reefwood Inc. as the CEO's personal secretary, little did she know that she would be facing the biggest man in all history, Lancelot Eustis. She hates him and his whorish ways with all her heart, but the six feet five, on legs, brute of a man attracts attention wherever he goes, no gender bars. And she soon starts to fight an internal battle to either join his conquests and enjoy a few nights of unbound passion and desire or keep her feelings hidden and endure the torture of watching him take yet another beautiful woman to his . Lancelot Eustis has it all. Wealth, power, the looks of a Greek God and beautiful woman falling at his feet by the dozen. But what he doesn't understand is why his stubborn and full of life secretary hasn't fallen for his charm yet. But what started out as a game for him to get under her skin and maybe into her pants, turns out to be far more powerful than he could have imagined. For he hides a secret that can cost her life.

My best friend’s dad taught me how to ride a bike. Now, he wants to teach me things that aren’t innocent. He’s twice my age, my first safe place, and the one man I should never want. But the way he looks at me? Like I’m his to ruin, his to worship… his to keep. I should run. He should resist. But when his control finally snaps, I’m pinned against the wall with his mouth claiming forbidden places. His voice breaking as he calls me his Goddess. If we’re found out, we’ll be shamed and exiled. By family, friends and business. He could lose everything he’s built- and I could lose the only man who’s ever made me feel safe. But I don’t care. I want him to ruin me. Because when he touches me, the risk doesn’t matter. Some sins feel holy when it’s him.

This book is a collection of steamy erotica stories meant for adults only—over 18. It dives into forbidden romances, intense BDSM scenes, and all kinds of wild, explicit encounters that might push your buttons or make you blush. If that's not your thing, or if you're under age, put it down now. These tales are raw, passionate, and not for the faint of heart. *** I dropped to my knees on the soft rug, the cold air kissing my naked skin like a thousand tiny fingers. My heart pounded as I wrapped my fingers around Damian's thick cock, feeling it throb hot under my touch. Elena watched from her chair, her voice breaking through the tension: "Take him slow. Let me see you worship it." I leaned in, licking the tip, tasting the salty drop that leaked out, and Damian groaned, his hand tangling in my hair. The shame burned, but so did the ache between my legs. I was already dripping, ready for whatever nasty thing came next.

I was on my own, minding my miserable, meaningless life until he came along. Just like that, he walked majestically into my life as if he owned it. It wasn't a perfect life, heck not even close to being a good life but at least I didn't need to have those forbidden thoughts raid my mind unceasingly. Ruining my innocence and inducing my already miserable life into a big pile of confusion and boy, was I in for a big surprise.