Burning Heat

“Desmond,” I breathed out, “don’t.” But he didn't listen to my plea. His lips found my neck, his teeth gently grazing the frantic pulse that betrayed my panic. My skin instantly lit up beneath his mouth, a complete traitor to my mind. When his hand slid lower, tugging at the drawstring of my skirt, a terrifying mix of panic and deep heat crashed together inside me. “Desmond, please. This is wrong.” “Nothing about you has ever been wrong to me,” he growled out against my throat. Clothes instantly fell away as if they had never mattered. My shirt. His shirt. My skirt. The last threads of my will to fight. He settled heavily between my thighs, a burning hot weight. I felt him hard against me, thick and urgently insistent. My breath hitched sharply when the blunt head of his cock nudged my entrance. “Tell me to stop, Ana,” he said, his voice ragged, his eyes desperately locked on mine. “Say the word, and I will immediately.” I opened my mouth to speak. No sound escaped. He pushed in, moving with agonizing slowness, stretching me open inch by painful inch. A broken, strangled sound left my throat as he filled me completely, buried deep to the hilt inside my most intimate space. My inner walls instantly clenched around him, shocked, aching, and intensely alive. He stilled his movement, letting me fully register every powerful throb of him inside me. “Fuck, Ana,” he groaned, his forehead dropping to mine. “You feel completely like mine.” Then, he moved again.

Warning: Smut! Smut!! Smut!!! Rated 18. Captured by an Alpha Daddy for Christmas contains possessive alpha behavior, forced proximity, age-gap romance, plus-size heroine, daddy-dom dynamics, jealousy, obsessive protectiveness, power imbalance, and holiday-season intimacy. Not suitable for readers under 18. ~~~ Dumped a week before Christmas, Annabelle “Belle” Evans forfeits her plan to spend Christmas with her narcissistic boyfriend in New York, and agrees to travel back home to Big Bear Lake with her perfect model sister and her nerdy brother-in-law. But a funny Christmas wish has other plans for her. When their car breaks down in the middle of nowhere, Belle wanders off for help and finds herself cornered by a wolf in the snowy woods. Just when she thinks she’s about to be torn to pieces, a massive stranger appears—tall, broad, and sinfully hot, his eyes glowing amber in the moonlight. He saves her life… and then claims her as his. He takes her to his secluded cabin deep in the woods, refusing to let her leave until she’s “healed.” But the way his hands linger on her skin, the way he looks at her curves like she’s a meal he needs to taste, Belle starts to realize the wound he really wants to tend to is the one between her thighs. He’s dangerous. He’s dominant. He’s sexy. He’s everything she wished for when she jokingly wrote to Santa for a “hot werewolf boyfriend.” Now she’s trapped in his arms, a prisoner to his touch, his heat, his growl, and the wild, wicked love burning between them might just make this her best Christmas ever.

Warning!⚠️⚠️🔞🔞I Mature Rating Trigger: Explicit sexual content Dripping Wet Desires {An erotic collection} is exactly what the title implies, a scorching collection of steamy, no-holds, barred erotica, cut to climax. Here, all your filthy fantasies come alive. No limits. No sugar-coating. Just raw, intense pleasure. From age-gap trysts to taboo affairs, step-sibling lust, cheating wives, and every forbidden desire you've ever imagined, this collection has it all. No drawn out build-up-just heat, more heat, and fire that consumes. Men who claim. Women who crave to be ruined. Thirst that can't be quenched. Desire that can't be tamed. Bodies slick, wet, and on fire. Orgasms that explode. Sinful, unapologetic, and utterly addictive. This is explicit erotica at its rawest. Enter at your own risk.

Mature, violence, and Abuse!!! My eyes were fixed on the fragile body lying over my bed. Her eyes silently begged me not to look at her struggling state. Her emerald eyes turned teary as she was feeling this pain and urge from last night. I was confused about how a human being feels Heat. Her naked body struggling with the strong waves of heat hitting her every short duration was making her roll on the bed like a fish without water. Her small hands were touching herself to feel pleased and satisfied. She stretched her back as the fresh wave of heat hit her again in front of my eyes. Her slightly painful moans turned stronger and she tightened her thighs to stop her throbbing core. I walked closer a little. The scene before my eyes made me lose control. I was feeling hardened for my slave. "Please, don't come closer," She begged. "Ohh Myyyy Godddd," She screamed when the fresh wave of heat hit her again. I sat on my knees on the floor, closer to the edge of the bed. My hands unknowingly moved to touch her ankle. "Ahhhhh, Please don't touch me," She cried. I could see the hate in her eyes. My eyes slowly danced on her creamy, white skin. She turned weak in just one day. Looking at her state, my heart started racing not because I hadn't seen a naked girl before, but because she could become my worst nightmare. Sleeping with her could make me lose all my werewolf powers. But, her heat was turning painful now and I wasn't able to see it. So, I decided to do the next sin and bear the consequences. But, little did I was that the woman I had enslaved was a female dragon.

“You’re in heat and turning me on...” He said, coming closer. My heart cut in half. Was Lucien a werewolf pervert trying to get down with me? “What? What's heat?" He stared at me, stunned. “You! You're not human...You’re a werewolf....Not just any werewolf...An Omega.” Seraphina thought werewolves were just folklore, until she saw one eat a man alive. Seraphina Vale became a fearless homicide detective after her Ex used and dumped her when she was young, naive and weak. Now handling a high-profile case and chasing after what she thinks is a brutal killer. What she uncovers instead is a hidden world of wolves, ancient human-wolf pacts, and instincts she can’t explain. One wrong move lands her in the arms of a dangerous Alpha billionaire with secrets of his own and a scent that sets her blood on fire. She soon learns she’s not human at all, but a rare Omega with sacred royal blood hidden among humans by her parents before they died. As her heat surges and the mate bond tightens, Seraphina is hunted by rogue wolves, manipulated by Alpha Elders, and betrayed by the best friend and crush who happened to be her teammate she once trusted with her life. Now caught in a love triangle between her bestfriend and a vengeful ex who allies with rogue wolves, Seraphina must choose: control her heart and destiny or let her destiny and others destroy her.

"Get out of my way!" Scarlett yelled. "You're not leaving this room." Dylan retorted, blocking her path as she tried to move past him. "You can't keep me here against my will." "You seem to be forgetting something, princess. You're my wife." "Only in name!" "Yet here you are in my bedroom, dressed in that sinful piece of satin you call a night gown." He stepped forward suddenly, trapping her between the heat of his body and the door. "Tell me the truth, Scarlett." He whispered. "Did you wear that gown to seduce me, or torture me?" He moved closer and gripped her hips firmly, making her gasp. His eyes clouded with lust as he gazed at her. "Because if you did, it's definitely working." ~~~ Scarlett always pictured marriage as a bed of roses. A romantic fairytale where she'd find her perfect match, her Prince Charming, and live happily ever after. But life had other plans. When she was forced into an arranged marriage with Dylan Blaze Callahan, the mysterious and brooding Alpha of Shadowfang Pack, her dream quickly turned into a nightmare. Dylan was cold and cruel, with a burning hatred for humans whom he saw as weak and inferior. Marrying Scarlett was merely a means to an end—a way to break the ancient curse on his bloodline. He made it clear that their marriage was a business arrangement with rules to follow: no love, no affection, and absolutely no interference in each other's lives. Little did he know, Scarlett was about to turn his world upside down, and he would find himself helplessly drawn to the feisty human who seemed to have him wrapped around her finger.

In the year 2268, Raven, a highly sexual Vampire-Siren Queen rules alongside King Niklaus, a Mayan Vampire, with her harem of mates, which includes King Abatrose a marine species with gills, Prince David of Atlantis, King Kieran a Mayan vampire, and, Commander Rage. a dragon shifter. All fierce protectors with a strong sexual desire for their Queen. Their kingdom: Atlantis, She revived Atlantis and its surviving inhabitants from its 12,267-year slumber, where she now reigns as Queen with 'Neptune' their Al companion. 'The Order' a sinister organization, kidnaps her children. Raven unleashes her massive Beast, triggering her mates to also shift following her into their beast forms and take flight, in a fierce rescue mission, leaving a path of destruction behind them. They reclaim their children and return to their island home, where they celebrate.. With hard pounding of the drums and their well-oiled, half naked, firm bodies, their long hair flowing, her mates dance. Raven joins them her hips swirling seductively. The drumbeats intensified, as her mates danced closer to her, their fire torches twirling in the air. Their provocative dance moves are lustful and demanding, they dance surrounding her, beckoning her to mate with them. Their sultry desire are strong. She bathes in their heat, as they close in, their fangs half-bared. Their hands touching her skin, caressing her with their fingers, burning with primal need and raw power in their Mayan Vampiric mating dance. Admiral Jenkins, requests help against an alien threat. But first, Raven must take Atlantis to Xanthea, for much-needed upgrades where she meets Commander Rage, a dragon shifter, and her new mate. "Raven allies with the Ky'Rennei Collective on the dark side of the moon, and their leader Ambassador Aethon, an ascended species, joins her harem. As they stand ready to defend Earth.

My name is Kemira, and I am an omega. I was blamed for my Luna’s death as a wolf-less pup. My true mate turned out to be the Alpha’s son who rejected me instantly. Now, I am bound to the former Alpha’s sick, twisted games and torture. As penance for my sins. When the Lycan King arrives, he finds me chained and beaten. Though he refuses the bond, he can’t deny our connection. Can he? .... “Oh goddess!” I moan as my heat surges. “What is it? More pain?” He asks as I take his hand, moving it to my pulsating core. I need his touch. “Kemira, I can’t.” He fights his lycan as I grind on his hand in the ice bath. “Please. I need you.” I beg him and his lycan. “Takoa.” His hand slides down my stomach. The coolness contrasts against my burning heat. His fingers slide between my wet folds. Circling my nub. “Yes… goddess, yes!” I moan as his pace quickens. He slides a thick finger inside me. “More. Please.” I moan. He adds a second finger. Feeling my p8ssy stretch. Trying to take him. “You feel so good, baby.” He whispers, stroking me faster. I grip the tub as his free hand massages then squeezes my n9pple. I gasp arching into him. “Takoa!” I moan falling apart. He doesn’t stop until I collapse against him. He pulls his fingers from my core and licks them clean. “So delicious” He whispers.

While studying abroad, I move into a shared apartment. Not a single day goes by without my housemate, Stuart Harper, calling himself some variation of a sweet, brave, and responsible guy. On the very first day he moves in, he hires workers to take out the insulation from the walls. I confront him about it, but he simply grins at me and proudly boasts about his decision. "That was all just some shoddy foam that the construction workers padded the walls with. Not only was it useless, but it was even taking up so much space. The fact that I forked out my own money to get rid of it proves that I'm such a sweet and responsible guy!" With a scowl on my face, I explain to Stuart the purpose of having proper insulation. He immediately leans in close with an admiring gaze. "I'm so sorry. I had no idea! I just wanted to do something nice for us. What should I do now? You have to help me think of something!" I naively assume Stuart just lacks common sense and doesn't act with malice. Thus, I willingly enter into a cycle of always cleaning up after his messes. One day, I get a fever. He ends up buying a secondhand electric slow cooker and declares he's going to take care of me by cooking me soup. My head throbs as I quickly put a stop to his attempt to heat the electric slow cooker on the induction stove. I tell him to let me catch a nap before I teach him how to cook later. But not long after I fall asleep, he secretly sticks the electric slow cooker into the microwave to heat it up. The microwave explodes. As the flames start to spread, Stuart screams and dashes out of the apartment at once. The fire alarm wakes me up. I try to evacuate the burning building, only to find that Stuart has locked the door from the outside. In the end, the fire burns me to a crisp. After that, however, he starts twisting things around. He goes online and says with a helpless expression, "My housemate set the apartment on fire while cooking. I'm the one who had to call the fire department on his behalf, and I even had to compensate the landlord for him. I'm definitely the sweetest, bravest, and most responsible guy to ever live!" As the online community proceeds to condemn me, Stuart uses the attention and publicity to go viral as a content creator. Some time later, my eyes open again. This time, I'm going to roast him good.

This summer, Louela realizes the heat isn’t the only thing that’s irresistible—so is her ex-boyfriend’s youger brother. -- After graduating college, Louela returns to her hometown for a well-deserved summer break. She plans to spend a carefree month with family, finally free from the pressures of school. But her relaxing getaway takes an unexpected turn when she reunites with Ivan—her ex-boyfriend’s younger brother. The once adorably grumpy little kid she used to tease has grown into a dangerously charming man, one who seems determined to catch her attention. Now, the summer heat isn’t the only thing making her breathless. Can Louela resist Ivan’s relentless charm, or will this summer become wilder than she ever expected?