Hard Moan

Lola Gregg is a beautiful young lady, from an affluent home, trying to find her place in the middle of an over expectant family. Facing a lot of pressure, she wants to follow her dreams of a being a designer, a success in the world of fashion,but her parents would have none of it, but deep within lies secrets that could change her life forever Would she make it,despite all odds? Go on and find out...

“ take me” she called straddling the alpha as her lips met his in blissful kiss their Scent mixing in lust as Kal’s hands moved to her waist holding her firmly till she let out a moan, “ fuck me till I can't think of them anymore, till I forget I'm broken, until I'm completely yours” “Your wish is my command”

Billionaire and his wife He walked in and locked the door. "The only time you talk in this whole fucking week is to a little boy?" He walked towards me and started to remove his blazer and undoing his pants. "What are you doing?" I asked strongly yet I was internally trembling. "Fucking you" And with that he grabs me, turns me around, grabs my hands and pushed me down the table behind me. Before I could process, he lifted my dress, and in a second his dick entered my surprisingly wet pussy. He wasn't sweet at all. He was harsh and I tried to not moan so that I don't embarrass myself in front of others and so that he doesn't hear a voice from me. "The way people looked at you pissed me off so fucking much" I held on the table sides as he was ruthless on his thrusts and I started to cry at the pleasure and humiliation that was building up. "l just wanted to remove everyone's eyes" he said and I cried more. His thrusts were so hard that my legs lifted from the floor and were in air, my pussy was at the mercy of his dick. He bends over me and I felt a tear in my dress. He removed my hair from the back, and whispered, "Scream out loud, don't hide those pretty little moans from me, let others also know to whom does this pussy belong to"

I get undressed and hide in my husband's dorm at work to surprise him. Yet it backfires on me—instead of my husband coming, his three colleagues are the ones who show up. They're thoroughly aroused by my lingerie and have their way with the cooking lady on the kitchen counter. It's such a raunchy scene that desire burns within me. I pleasure myself while watching them but accidentally moan out loud. The men turn to look at the closet where I'm hiding…

The very handsome and smart heir of the billionaire company 'Russell Hotels'- Adrien Russell, was generous enough to save a young and beautiful woman from the goons on a stormy night. But little did they know that his kind gesture would change both their lives... For good? Or for bad? What happens when the turn of events lead to an unwanted marriage between the two? How will they survive?

One night has changed everything in Sophia’s life. The night where she finds herself saving a villain in distress! A whirlpool of events has happened tangling their worlds even more that she found herself signing a deal with the devil.Raw romance, a whole messy kind of sexiness, and an undeniable attraction are suddenly served hot for her!Everyone should have been given the warning: the odds of dating of a villain is low—but never zero.

Mariana Fairchild learned at a very young age that magic exists in Paradis, and humans who could control magic are called mages. These humans received them from the elemental spirits - mystical beings who grant their powers to those who ask or deserve them. One day, Mariana, too, has been blessed with the power to become one. So she sets off to Arcanus, the academy for those who wish to master their newfound strengths. Alas, on her way, tragedy befell her. It was something she could not have escaped from had she not been saved by a stranger. From this person, an irregularity arose. His magic incinerates wood and flesh alike. His spells blaze upon his enemies without prejudice. He is a mage the whole Paradis thought should not have existed. He is...

Anna Steine, twenty-nine-year-old divorced Los Angeles publisher, discovers a mysterious manuscript and learns she is the reincarnated daughter of a biblical queen from 366 BCE. Risking her company and romantic relationship with the author, she must fulfill a vow made centuries ago and break a curse that finally brings her true happiness and changes the world's view of a biblical heroine.

I will never be tired of chasing that love. - Aicelle Aicelle Anne Vaquez is a 20-years old girl who is living a picture-perfect life. She is happy living with her loving family and luxurious life that makes everyone gone envy about. But her life turns upside-down when she learned her father’s unfaithfulness and eventually ruined their family because her father decided to with his mistress. Aicelle grudging with his father decided to run away from their home to have a fresh start and gradually pursue her goals. Until she meets the love of her life, the person who will protect and cherish is her every single day. She very happy and finally recovering from the past. That is what she is expecting about, but it leads her to more dreadful events. Setback, relax, grab snacks and a ton of tissue, Importantly prepare yourself for another emotional rollercoaster ride. Let us join the journey of Aicelle in chasing love and learning the true essence of LOVE. Written in tagalog

My back hit the cold wall of the Alpha’s packhouse, my breath hitched in my throat as the triplets closed in—Asher, Alaric, and Argent. Asher leaned in first, his mouth brushing against my ear. “Sign the contract, Alisha,” he growled. “You’re ours. Your body, soul, and every filthy little sound you make.” I swallowed hard as Alaric’s fingers traced a circle around my swollen areola in an infuriating slow-mo. “See, your body is already responding, stop pretending you don’t want to be ruined by us.” Argent stepped in last, his hand skimming under the hem of my dress. “You’re trembling, sweetheart. Not from fear… but from need. Say the word, and we’ll own every inch of you.” “And if I say no?” my voice was shaky as I bit down the moan crawling up my throat. The three of them exchanged glances and then turned to me. And like a rehearsed lyric, they all unisoned. “Then we make you beg on your knees. And we won’t stop until you forget your own name… just ours.” Asher grabbed my chin, tilting it up. “Last chance, sweetheart. Safe word or surrender.” My lips parted. “I surrender.” That was all they needed. Alaric was behind me instantly, lips on my neck, one hand wrapping around my waist, the other dragging the strap of my dress down torturously slow. “Good girl,” he murmured, his teeth grazing my skin. “You’re ours now.” •••••••• This is not just a love story. It’s survival. And it starts with rejection…