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20 Addictive Alpha/Omega tales in One Volume ~~~ Heat. Desire. Forbidden cravings. In the world of Alphas and Omeas, instincts rule, and once the heat begins, there’s no escaping it. A sweet omega’s first heat pushes her protective stepbrother Alpha past the edge of temptation. A young omega discovers her body’s dangerous attraction to every Alpha around her, from her brother’s best friend to the irresistible mechanic down the street. A desperate college student risks everything to seduce her cold billionaire Alpha boss for a final-year project. From brooding professors and possessive bikers to ranchers, single dads, ruthless dukes, and enemies who can’t resist each other’s sce

“To her. To both of us. I don’t know. It’s blurry.” Delilah lets out a bark of laughter. “Okay, great. Now you’re starring in your own fanfiction.” “It’s not funny.” “It’s hilarious. You need a therapist. Or a priest.” “I’ve been reading these books, okay? The kind where the guy is dangerous and obsessive and completely wrong, but the girl still falls for him because he sees all of her. And I keep imagining Professor Montelli with his hand in my hair and his mouth at my throat and—”

“And you knew that prior to saying I Do!” “May I ask what made you fall for him?” Shit, the last thing I wanted to think about was my past with that ass! I pushed the glasses further up, hoping it would really stop anymore tears. “Other than those big blue eyes or golden blonde locks?” “You read the fan fiction?” “I’ve read a couple. It’s hilarious to me. I get out a kick of how many ways they kill me off. Or rather, killed me off.”

Combined with Fin's shaft in my arse and the werewolf king's hand on my cock, I felt like crying out from intense pleasure. "You love it, don't you?" The vampire king whispered into my right ear. "I bet you have been fantasising about being taken by three men." He tugged on my nipples just as the werewolf king took my shaft into his mouth. I cried out from the pleasure. It was too much. Fin's thrust picked up. His tempo was as fast as the werewolf king's mouth on my shaft. I felt my eyes roll to the back of my head from intense pleasure.

Just me, my nerdy glasses constantly slipping down my nose, and the three ripped, dangerously attractive stepbrothers I’ve done everything possible to avoid since they entered my life. Kai, Jax, and Ryker. All tall, heavily tattooed, muscular, and packing the kind of cocks I describe in vivid, vulgar detail in my secret online stories. The ones that made my anonymous account LunaLustWrites explode in popularity. Faceless videos of my body — heavy tits bouncing, my tight pussy stretched and creaming around thick toys, my ass arched high showing that small heart tattoo and distinct mole on my lower back. I write depraved taboo fantasies and film myself living them out in secret. No one knows t

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

How can we put an end to this if we don’t stay away from each other? We were not in any kind of relationship, but when I write my diary entry that night, it feels like I’ve been jilted. I strike through the whole entry, determined not to let him mar my sexy fantasies. Just because I stopped acting on these fantasies doesn’t mean I can’t write them. This time, I’m writing from experience. When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur.

CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE: THE BIG MAN IS A VIRGIN BOY PT2 ALEX ——— She was scorching hot. And her walls gripped my finger so tight it made my whole body shudder like I’d never known before. I kept my gaze locked on her slick, pink heat as I drove my finger in and out, slow at first, then deeper, harder. Camille’s breath broke into soft moans as she arched off the couch, pushing against me, begging without words for more.

She kissed his jaw. "My biggest fantasy," she whispered, "is watching you tied down, unable to touch me. And I climb you like a tree until I'm satisfied. Over and over." He let out a strangled sound, clearly trying not to get hard. Faye grinned. "So, you're going to do it or not?" "You can't be serious." She pulled out her phone, opened P*******t, and showed him an entire folder. "I've been designing it since I moved in."

Stronger than your hate. I want to say no. I want to deny it. But my treacherous body has begun to tremble, not from fear, but from unbearable tension. The warmth of his hands through the fabric, the scent of him, clean and masculine, mixed with the perfume of the flowers, the overwhelming proximity of his powerful body... it's an assault. And my body capitulates, cell by cell. — Kassian... His name escapes me, a plea I didn't intend. He growls, a sound of pure, savage satisfaction.