Hands Down Mariana Zapata

Warning: This book is intended for mature readers only. It contains dark, pornographic content, explicit sex scenes, BDSM themes, strong language, and age gap romance. If you enjoy extra heat, obsessive desire, and steam so intense it makes you squirm—this book is definitely for you. ******** “You’ve been teasing me for months now, little mouse. Those tight skirts. That pretty mouth. Did you really think I wouldn’t notice?” Rowan murmured against her ear. She sucked in a shaky breath. It was hard to breathe with his body pressed so close, his hardness unmistakable, his warm breath sending shivers down her neck. “Do you want to feel my dick buried in your dripping pussy?” he asked, his hand sliding between her thighs. Rhea flinched as his hands moved higher. She could only nod. “Use your words, baby girl.” “Y-yes,” she breathed, squirming as his finger traced slow circles over her clit. A dark, approving smile touched his lips. “Good girl. Now lie down and spread that pretty virgin pussy for me. Let daddy have a taste.” ******** Rhea had always wanted Rowan Langston—the infamous, untouchable bachelor everyone whispered about. In fact, she was obsessed. When the chance to become his fake wife fell into her lap, she thought it would be her shortcut to his heart. She was wrong. Rowan doesn’t do love. He fucks. And he fucks hard. But Rhea isn’t ready to give up. Will she be able to crack the wall around Rowan’s heart, or will she lose the man she’s been chasing to his own darkness?

ADRIAN'S POV My head was pounding, a dull throb that echoed the frantic beat of my heart. I was hot, too hot, my skin slick with an unfamiliar sweat. I knew it instantly: drugged. One moment I was escorting Aria, basking in the glittering lights and dancing with her in the ballroom at her birthday party. Next, a wine from a waiter, a trip to the bathroom, and then… darkness. I blinked, trying to focus on the blur above me. Damien. My stalker. The man who’d been haunting the edges of my life for weeks, whispering cryptic claims of a shared past I couldn’t recall. He was on top of me, pinning me to the plush velvet of some unfamiliar bed. His eyes, usually so intense and unsettling, were filled with a disturbing mix of guilt and desperation. "I’m sorry, Adrian, I'm so sorry I had to do this, but I can't stand seeing you with her. Watching you rewrite our history... please, remember me. Remember us." He leaned down, his breath hot against my ear. "I promise, I'll cherish you this time." Then, his lips crashed onto mine, a fierce, possessive kiss that stole my breath away. His hands moved over me, desperate and knowing, igniting a fire that both terrified and strangely thrilled me. Maybe it was the drug blurring the lines of reason. Or maybe… just maybe, deep down, my body recognized something my mind couldn’t. It responded to his touch with a shameful eagerness, a desperate need that mirrored his own. All I could do was surrender to the moment, to the heat, to the undeniable connection I felt with this man, Damien, as I returned his kiss with a fervor that shocked us both.

Everything comes crashing down as my eyes widen into his. Both of our breathing labored but his hands not releasing me. “Grace.” He says breathlessly. That name is all it takes to wake me up. ‘Grace’ I’m not Grace. He thinks I’m someone I’m not. I shouldn’t be doing this when he doesn’t even know who he’s with. I scramble off of him and stand in the middle of the room panting. I can see him start to fumble, standing up and walking towards me. I look up at him, my eyes wide. “I’m so sorry. We shouldn’t… We shouldn’t have done that.” I stammer out and he looks at me shocked. Walking towards me like I’m a trapped animal he’s scared is going to run away. “Why, Grace? Why shouldn’t we have done that? Please, just talk to me.” I can hear the pleading in his voice, the fear that I didn’t want him to kiss me, but that’s not it. I don’t know why. Why I’m so scared to just tell them the truth, so I decide to lie. “I’m sorry, Gunner. I like all three of you. I’m not going to choose, so I’ve just decided I wouldn’t be with any of you. It’s not fair to you guys.” I don’t wait for him to respond, I run out the door and down the steps, landing face first in Dean’s chest. He pulls me up and wraps my legs around his waist causing me to gasp. “Who said we’d make you choose, Bambi?” And before I can respond his lips are on mine.

“Be a good girl and cry for Daddy, would you? I want your tears slicking down my cock.” Lazarus’s voice rolled out in a deep, dangerous growl as his hands clamped tight on either side of her head, ready to force his thick shaft down her throat whether she begged for it or not. “Oh—my… go—” Dahlia's gasps broke into desperate, needy sobs, her doe-like, tear-glossed eyes locked on him as she offered herself up to the most dangerous man she’d ever meet. The love of her life and the one who could take it away without mercy. Lazarus Thorn. ~ Daliha, the wolfless daughter of the Moonfang pack’s Alpha has always lived a life of blame and rejection. Years ago, she was tasked with watching her younger brother, but she got distracted, and he vanished without a trace. Despite relentless searches, he was never found and was presumed dead. The loss broke her mother, who fell into despair and passed away soon after. Her father, consumed by grief, blamed Daliha, and the pack followed his lead. Even her sister, Coralie, turned against her. Years later, the only person she thought she could rely on, her mate, betrayed her, cheating on her with her one and only friend, Marielle , shattering what little trust she had left. Now, with her father’s debts weighing heavily on her, Daliha has been sold to the infamous Devil king feared for his cruelty and rumored to be a heartless monster who only knew how to destroy and pillage, forcing her into a future darker than the past she’s endured. Will she fall into the depths of despair or rise against ashes. Read to find out.

I stepped out of the shower with just a towel wrapping my body and was startled. It was my first wedding night, and instead of my husband, the ruthless Alpha, Silas, I found a handsome man sitting on the bed shirtless, smirking at me! “Who are you?” “I am your husband!” A few hours ago, I heard that cold voice at the altar. I had expected my husband to be unattractive, but he turned out to be incredibly handsome. So, why did he wear that dreadful mask during our wedding? What shocked me more was when he got up from the bed and walked over to me! Wait, he’s not crippled?! “You couldn’t even recognize your husband! He growled. Seeing him growing ferocious, I walked backward frantically. Just as the towel threatened to slide down, leaving me exposed and naked, he swiftly pulled me into his strong, muscular arms, his hands quickly catching my towel! His face was reigning with lust as he gaped down at me. “Someone is desperate to have her first night!” He inclined his lips to my ear and whispered, “Beware, lady, it wouldn’t be pleasure but pain!” He dropped the towel, and there I stood naked in his arms. He looked at me with lust as if I were his prey. “I will be so hard on you that you won’t forget your husband for eternity!” My heart thumped! I have heard that he is the most ruthless and ferocious Alpha history has ever had! What will he do to me on our first wedding night? ------- I am Bruna Walters, an illegitimate daughter who married my sister’s fiance to save my grandmother. I was scared. What if Silas, my ruthless husband, discovered that I am not Regina but a substitute?

Sample: ' “Motherfucking dog is what he is , damn it” she chugged her drink down . She pointed her unsteady hand at her two best friends who were watching the show unfold . “ All men are the same . HEARTLESS CHEATING BASTARDS . Do you hear me? Heartless cheating bastards ” Casey screamed at the men sitting on a nearby table. “Yes, that's what you all are . Cheaters . Bloodsucking vampires, you use women like chewing gum and spit them out after you use them”. She placed her glass with a loud bang , almost falling off the table. She joined her hands while looking up at the ceiling, blinking . “If someone up there is listening, I wish all these men would suffer from crabs so bad , they would scratch it so hard that their dicks will fall off ”. She looked down and pointed a finger at them. “This is my curse on your species ”. She turned back to her friends leaving behind a group of mortified men with wide eyes who were left there holding their junks in fear . ' Casey has always been a hopeless romantic, searching for the one person who will finally return her love. Owen, on the surface, has it all—wealth, fame, and an endless stream of admirers. Yet despite his many conquests, he shuns commitment, refusing to be tied to anyone. When a scandal threatens his reputation, Owen concocts a plan: a fake engagement to Casey, In return, he promises to help her win a man. It soon grows complicated.Owen finds himself unexpectedly drawn to Casey but just when love seems within reach, Owen's past returns—his ex, stirring old emotions and doubts. What happened next read in my book ‘Mr Wrong'

“You shouldn’t have disobeyed me, Hazel.” His voice came out hard and husky and she thrived at the soothing undertone that sent chills down her spine, her pussy, already gaining lots of wetness. “I am sorry Daddy, baby girl needed some alone…” she tried to explain, but his next action shut her up. He flung her over the bed like she weighed nothing, her face pressing into the pillow, while her ass positioned into the perfect doggy style he craved for. “I am going to punish you so fucking well, momma. I am going to fuck you hard till you no longer feel your legs, momma. Hazel gulps down the hitches in her throat at the thought of his 9 inches-thick, cock riding her tight cunt, to pleasure. Without any warning, Hazel felt his dick tearing throw her, as he made one rough thrust. “Oh my fucking goodness….” her words trailed into a moan, while his hands found the most adore part of her body, her waist, Pulling her backward, he began to thrust hard, and with each thrust, he got rewarded with moans that made him want to do more! Hazel had just gained admission to her favorite university in the city of Washington, she is forced to live with her father's most trusted young friend all in the name of protection. Hazel eventually finds herself in the bed of the man she claims she hates, the one who is to protect her from the outside world, after one foreplay, Hazel and Axel refuse to keep their eyes off each other. However, it didn’t end up as just a Lustful feeling. Will their love stand the test of time, in a world where fans criticize whoever goes intimate with their idol?

Eighty-five filthy stories. Eighty-five ways to fuck you raw. This isn’t romance. This is 100% sex—cocks filling dripping pussies, tongues licking where they shouldn’t, and hands pinning you down until you’re begging for release. A thousand sins running in your veins, and not one you’ll regret. From priests breaking their vows to fuck you on the altar, to stepfathers spreading you open on the kitchen counter…You’ll taste the sweat of a gym instructor’s private session… making you moan with every “stretch,” to professors grading your obedience with their cock deep in your throat—this collection will leave you soaked, shaking, and ruined. Your landlord will make you pay rent in the filthiest ways imaginable. You’ll be sold to the highest bidder at a dark, private auction, stripped and displayed like a prize to be claimed. Doctors will have you naked on their table, touching you in ways that have nothing to do with medicine, while gynecologists spread you wide and push deep, “examining” you until you’re dripping down their gloves. These virgins will get their bellies pumped full of cum, fingers ripping through tight, wet walls until they’re screaming, crying, and begging for more. Rough punishments, public fucks, forbidden touches, and nights so dirty you’ll need to shower twice—only to touch yourself all over again. Get your towels. Get your tissues. Get ready to be fucked by every fantasy you’ve ever had… and a hundred you didn’t know you wanted. If you can’t handle raw, filthy, dripping-hot sex—close the book. If you want your pussy aching, your ass red, and your mind corrupted—welcome to your new favorite addiction.

“It won’t be a straight death from where you’re standing.” I blink, turning around. “What?” But he doesn’t give me a reply. At least not yet. Instead, he takes hold of my arms in his large, gloved hands, and pulls me to him so that we are standing toe to toe. “What are you doing?” I whisper. This new position has brought us closer. So close that if I stand on my toes, and he dips his head down a bit, I’d probably have the best kiss… “If you fall from here, the possibility of you dying immediately is 98% at the very least,” He begins as I stare at him with my mouth slightly agape. “Falling from where you stood before is about 35% lesser. You’d die eventually, maybe after a night or two of trying to revive your shattered bones, but not immediately.” Having made his point, he steps back from me and climbs down the somewhat elevated platform. “Did you just make way for me to kill myself?” I murmur, feeling like I’m losing my mind all over again. What kind of a man is this? *** Sonia’s life is going great one minute and then takes a spin for the worse when she is betrayed, gets pregnant and worse, is told that she will be getting married to Italian mafia heir, Anthony Romero, who doesn’t mind raising another man’s child. She abhors the idea, but having also recently been disowned by her father, she has no choice but to accept the marriage proposal if she wants protection for herself and her child. But she has questions. Why would a sane man from her world want to raise a child that isn’t his? Surely they’re ulterior motives in play.

Anne left the States for Ireland to avenge for her father's mistreatment. She was aware that the powerful Alpha Leo could not be brought down easily and decided to seduce him because having him killed. Alpha Leo is a cold hearted alpha who had taken after his father but when he met his mate, he loosened up and started to appreciate people more. ..........................................•••................................... I wrapped my hands around his neck, pressing my body against his as his mouth claimed mine hungrily. The passionate way he kissed me made me breathless and I chuckled for I knew he was hungry for me. His mouth left mine and began to trail softly against my skin, leaving me wet and hot everywhere his tongue touched. He was driving me crazy and I liked that. I interlaced my fingers in his hair and I bent my head to receive the kiss in full force. "Leo." I moaned softly, when his tongue caressed my sensitive spot. "Say my name louder babe." He commanded and I chuckled. He bit my lower lip when he did not get a response and I immediately cried his name out. "Good. Keep shouting my name, it tells me you are feeling as good as I am." He said gruffly, his mouth still puckering on my lower lip. He moved it up and down in a yoyo manner, and I instinctively moved my right palm to his chest. I felt it hairy underneath my palm and I tugged on it gently. I suddenly felt him shaking and I couldn't help but smile at the fact that the powerful alpha could shake for a lady. I moved from him, trying to catch my breath and then I realized that I was the person shivering.