Caleb Coffee Bulge

“What… what do you think you are doing?" I stuttered as his fingers slowly ran up my thighs. I whimpered as he pressed his groin against me, feeling every inch of his bulge pressing against me. “I already told you, little wolf. I want you to want me, I want you to ache for me. I want you to beg me to have my way with you" He whispered into my ear then he placed a kiss on my neck and I shivered with lust. “This wasn't part of the deal" I murmured and he chuckled. “Just say the word, Dahlia. Tell me how much you want me" He murmured and my eyes widened as I felt his warmth slowly disappear as he moved away from me slowly. Before he could get away, I grabbed onto his hand and stared into his eyes. I knew I was making the wrong decision but… “I want you" ~ After being accused of being a murderer by her mate, Dahlia has to find a way to prove her innocence and the only way to do that was to strike a deal with the Alpha King who has danger and sex written all over him. Accepting his deal came with a whole more baggage than she bargained for. What happens when Dahlia despite all odds finds herself attracted to the Alpha King she so dearly wants to despise, a man that was incapable of loving? What happens when secrets begin to unfold before their very eyes? What happens when the Alpha King, his Beta and her mate all want the same girl?

What happens when a simple decision turns your life upside down? Blood, secrets, and ploys await. ------- It was challenging to pay attention to the meal while your husband was staring at you as if you were his next meal. “Stop looking at me like that, baby,” I whispered in his ear. He muttered, “Then kitten, stop licking the spoon with that sexy tongue.” “Am I not allowed to eat my food now?” I inquired, squandering my innocence. But we both knew I was teasing him, and the bulge in his pants was the obvious sign that I had succeeded. He whispered in his husky Italian accent, “Oh, you are not walking straight when I am done with you tonight, my lovely sweet wife.” Oh, God! ------- Anaya Regio is a naïve 22-year-old girl who is a gentle soul with a simple life, but her simple life takes a complicated turn when she discovers her parents are not her biological parents. Nicolas Ricci is a 27-year-old one of the most feared Mafia bosses in Italy. His only goal in life is to become the number one mafia boss in all history, regardless of the lengths to do so. He is ruthless and a cold-blooded killer. What happens when Anaya becomes a pawn in Nicolas's game and has to get involved in a world of hurt and greed? Will she understand his game and leave him or give in to the attraction she feels? Will Nicolas stay hidden behind the walls he built near his heart, or will he let her steal it? Join the roller coaster journey of Anaya and Nicolas. Where they find deceit, greed, and agony with love, lust, and trust. Warning: Mature content, abuse, blood, and fights.

We stood across from each other, with a bed in the middle. The bed was surrounded with golden pots of burning incense, the fragrance intoxicating. On one side of the bed stood a warrior wolf from my pack, and on the other side was a vampire from Diego's pride, both present to guard us. Chairs were set in both sides of the large room, with the werewolves occupying the right side and the vampires on the other side. Everyone stood when the head witches of the three covens arrived and took their seats adjacent to the two parties. " Creatures of the underworld, we have all gathered here to witness something spectacular, something unheard of, the mating of a vampire and a werewolf. These two from both sides have claimed to be mated to each other even though they are not of the same kind, so tonight, underneath the full moon, we shall witness them in bed to attest if the Moon Goddess truly destined them for each other. Let the drums roll!", one of the witches addressed everyone. The incense had aroused us . My were hard and erect, and I could clearly see the bulge in Diego's pants as he stood across. The drums signalled us to begin the mating process, and we got onto the bed. We gently , suppressing the urge to tear each other's clothes off. I felt a bit insecure and ashamed. I could literally feel my alpha's eyes on me and could only imagine the disdain that will be written on his face. Diego's father too was watching, together with their maester. Everyone we knew was there to watch us have and I just couldn't bring myself to feel comfortable. Most importantly, I couldn't help but wonder, what if we die mating?

Les Triplés de Fer Je croyais aimer Caleb. Son calme. Sa tendresse. Sa loyauté. Mais je ne savais pas qu’il avait deux frères… identiques. Deux autres visages. Deux autres âmes. Deux autres dangers. Elian, le deuxième triplé impulsif, imprévisible, cruel dans ses désirs s’est fait passer pour Caleb une nuit. Il m’a touchée comme si j’étais sienne. Il m’a fait croire que c’était lui. Et moi… je n’ai rien vu. Ou peut-être que je n’ai pas voulu voir. Le pire ? Ce n’est pas ce qu’il a fait. C’est ce que j’ai ressenti. Depuis, Elian me harcèle. Il me murmure que ce n’est pas fini. Que cette nuit ne faisait que commencer. Que je reviendrai. Que je suis à lui. Et puis , je ne savais pas qu'ils avaient un troisième frère , je suis tout aussi surprise qu'eux ! il y a Naël, le troisième. Le plus dangereux de tous. PDG d’un empire glacial, calculateur et intouchable. Il m’observe sans rien dire. Mais je sens ses yeux me suivre, me déshabiller, me disséquer. Il ne parle pas d’amour. Il parle de possession. Trois frères. Un seul visage. Trois cœurs obscurs. Et moi, perdue entre eux. Ai-je aimé Caleb ? Ou ai-je aimé leur reflet ? Puis-je encore fuir ce jeu sans règles, ou suis-je déjà la proie marquée des triplés de fer ?

When orphan police officer Sheila dies, she awakens in another world—reborn as Gina Hane, a wolf-less girl sold into slavery in the Lycan royal estate. She just hopes to survive, helpless and forgotten. Until she is noticed by the icy, sinfully alluring Lycan Prince Caleb Lake. The heat between them awakens something deep within her, although his interest is forbidden, dangerous, and intoxicating. Each stolen touch stirs visions, strength, and a dormant wolf the kingdom thought impossible. Gina's transformation puts her at the center of a prophecy that has the power to either bring the supernatural worlds together or bring them all to an end. Gina must transform from scullery maid to Seer Queen after being abducted, pursued, and crowned by fate. But first, she must decide: can she trust the prince whose desire unlocked her power… or is he the greatest threat to her fate?

Caleb Villarreal lived his life in perfect control of his empire, his time, and even the emptiness in his own heart. Until Lyra arrived. The girl he should never want… Yet the only one he could never resist. Inside the Villarreal mansion, every glance between them was forbidden. Every attempt to look away only made the tension burn hotter. His cold stares. Her hidden longing. A fire they both pretended not to feel. Until one night a storm, a flooded road, one hotel room, and a temptation neither of them could outrun. One touch. One kiss. And every rule they swore to follow was shattered in an instant. That night, they learned a truth neither of them could deny: Desire may be forbidden… But it never asks for permission. And when longing turns into wildfire, Who has the right or the power to stop it?

Meu namorado pertencia a elite intocável da capital, com uma fortuna familiar avaliada em dezenas de bilhões. Para me “testar”, ele passou sete anos sem nunca me comprar um único presente, sem gastar um centavo comigo. Até mesmo uma parada em uma loja de conveniência para comprar preservativos precisava ser dividida meio a meio. Então, minha mãe ficou gravemente doente. Pedi dinheiro emprestado a todos os amigos e parentes que pude, mas ainda faltavam dois mil para cobrir os custos da cirurgia. Não importava o quanto eu implorasse, ele se recusou a me emprestar o dinheiro. Organizei o funeral da minha mãe sozinha. Quando voltei para arrumar minhas coisas, encontrei por acaso uma lista de presentes que ele havia comprado para a jovem vizinha. Uma propriedade de luxo privada. Bolsas de grife. Joias no valor de centenas de milhões. Havia também um chat de voz com o amigo dele. — Caleb, é verdade que a Jessica realmente se humilhou e implorou a você por dois mil? Caleb Brooks soltou uma risada baixa e divertida, com um tom preguiçoso e indiferente. — A Nevaeh não estava errada. Qualquer pessoa que saia por aí implorando por dois mil — o que mais ela é, senão uma interesseira? — Estamos juntos há apenas sete anos e ela já está tentando tirar dinheiro de mim. Então essa era a verdade. Sete anos do chamado teste, ao que parecia, tinham sido provocados por nada mais do que algumas palavras manipuladoras de uma jovem vizinha. No entanto, isso já não importava. No momento em que minha mãe faleceu, eu já havia decidido deixá-lo.

The sky turned red, and meteors fell. Screams and explosions everywhere. For an unknown reason, people started having magic abilities.. Most were happy, but it didn't last long. Soon came the undead. To survive, kill, or be killed. Her mom disappeared. She was betrayed by her ex-fiance' and killed by her step-sister. Now she's back a year before the apocalypse, equip with magical space, this time will it be the same? Warning: mature scenes, gore & violence. Hi readers, I'm an amateur author. Please be lenient with me. This is my first novel, so please allow me to grow. Suggestions will be appreciated. Thanks!!! This story, characters, and places are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people, places, and events is purely coincidental. Would you like to buy me a cup of coffee? https://ko-fi.com/oppo_red pictures source: https://pixabay.com/ https://www.canva.com/

In the high end world of high finance, secretary Rose finds herself at the mercy of her demanding boss, billionaire CEO Nathan. Nathan is a rude,controlling masculine chunk of a man, his every order seems to seek to overwhelm Rose " I want a cup of coffee from Starbucks,with precisely three pumps of caramel and a little spurt of vanilla. Make sure the cream is dolloped,not sprayed. Oh, and it should be 42 degrees Fahrenheit exactly." "What?" I didn't know when the word slipped from my mouth—what was that all about? I stood stunned. But when their professional relationship turns into a sizzling affair, Rose is swept up in a whirlwind of passion and deceit. Rose must also make a choice, a choice that'll determine everything. Would Nathan have his way again? Or is Rose simply delaying the inevitable?

Ronan Blackthorne gets the same coffee every morning. Black, no sugar. From the same girl who doesn't even know he's worth billions. Annabelle thinks he's just another suit with good tips and a nice smile. She has no clue he owns half of Manhattan. Here's the thing though, Ronan's got a problem. His dead father just screwed him over big time. Turns out daddy had a secret daughter somewhere, and she owns 35% of everything Ronan thought was his. Now he's hunting this mystery girl down because his psychotic mother Victoria won't shut up about finding her and making the problem disappear. The barista he's falling for is the girl he's looking for.