Izzy Davis Naked

After a one night stand, I opened my eyes and found a naked handsome man lying next to me. He was the last Lycan. According to the rumors, the last Lycan went crazy every full moon. He could only be tamed by having sex with a virgin werewolf. Every pack sent virgins to sacrifice to the last Lycan, and I was the chosen one. Before he woke up, I escaped quietly. But it's strange how my wolf became more powerful! Could sex with a Lycan make me stronger?! --- The Lycan was a wall of masculine muscle behind me. His body heat scorched me even through my wedding dress; his breath seared the shell of my ear as he leaned closer and whispered, "Mate..." If the last Lycan was the Devil, I thought I might want to go to hell. --- When I rescued the last Lycan from his cage, I never thought that one day, I would be put into a cage by him.

When Kayla Dawson wakes up on the morning of her marriage to the love of her life and mate, Dean, the last thing she expects is to see him standing at the foot of her bed with rage as he stares down at something beside her. She looks to see a man laying next to her, deep asleep, and completely naked, just like she was. All attempts to explain and vindicate herself proves futile as Dean doesn’t want to hear it and ultimately ends the marriage. Ashamed and humiliated, she runs away from her pack, only to find herself in more trouble. And this trouble is in the form of a man. A very sexy one at that.. Alpha Oliver would never have thought that a hunt would end up with him going home with a second chance mate that he absolutely doesn’t want. But the moon goddess has other plans for him, which he isn’t sure he likes…

After my sister died, my parents forced me into a ten-year contract with my Alpha brother-in-law, Ethan Brooks. I became Luna in name only—and stepmother to his ten-year-old son, Daniel. At the Full Moon Festival, they placed on me my dead sister’s crown—her favorite. And in front of the entire pack, Daniel splashed holy water across my face, that cold smirk a mirror of his father’s. "Don’t think becoming Luna means you can replace my mother! You’re just a thief! What gives you the right to host our festival? You should strip naked and get out of me and Dad’s pack!" The holy water was ice-cold. And staring at the child I’d raised for ten years, all I felt was… relief. Fine. The agreement’s over—I’m leaving. But then why, after I walked away, are both Ethan and Daniel suddenly begging me to return?

'I will give you no time to decide, Amore' Luciano said 'It's either you do it my way, or do it my way. Both ways, it's still my way'. Staring at the man she had stolen from, Amara regrets her actions. If only she had not been too picky, if only she had worked her and not want to make fast money, she won't have gotten into this mess. Now here she is, standing half naked as the man accessed her body. Accessed how useful she would be to his club even if she doesn't know how to strip. A faint gasp escaped her throat as Luciano stood up and walked toward her. She flinched as he brushed stray hair off her face then smirked. 'I see we are doing it my way after all' he muttered 'Someone will get you what to wear, make sure you are not late!'

An encounter in an elevator with the Boss. Isabella Davis just got her first job ever but on her way out of the building she gets trapped in an elevator with her new boss Carter King. She is claustrophobic so he helps calm her down from freaking out, they haven't met each other yet so so they don't know each other and things get steamy. After the delicious encounter is over, Carter is out of there, she's left off balance, and wanting more of him. Carter King has never met anyone like Isabella, one minute he's checking her out and the next minute he's trying to calm her anxiety attack down. And caving in to a fierce, unexpected need that wasn't even on his radar. He doesn't expect to see her again after that but he comes to work on Monday and finds out she's a new member of his team in the office. He wants her, she wants him but a fling with a staff is something that can't happen or can it?

Nathaniel Carter was the total opposite of the kind of man Alexia likes or rather loves. I mean, he works out, he is cocky, extremely cocky at that and he doesn't mince his words, extremely sure of himself and he stops at nothing to get what he wants and most importantly he loves her cookie. He was the total opposite of Liam Davis, Alexia's best friend. Alexia has always been in love with her best friend, Liam, but he has no idea about her feelings and he definitely doesn't feel the way for her. In fact he always made it clear to everyone that she is like a sister to him. Everything changed when Nathaniel Carter came into her life. He promised to help her in her quest to win her best friend heart but instead she found herself thinking about him, Nathaniel more and more. All of a sudden he became someone she could run to whenever she was sad and needed someone to rant to. But what happens when his existence makes Alexia question everything she has ever believed in, including her feelings for Liam?

"I thought you loved me?" Tears stream down her cheeks as she barges into her supposed alpha boyfriend, having sex with another woman right on the bed. Seeing their naked body, she feels like a dagger is thrust into her heart. "How dare you barge into my room like that? Are you out of your mind?" Alpha Ren roars at her without shame as he stands on his feet, naked. His eyes burns in rage. "What gave you the right..." A hot slap lands across his cheek before he can finish his statement, but turns out that it was the biggest mistake she'd ever commit in her life. She shouldn't have tried that, but now she did. Will the alpha forgive her for this crime she has committed? Will she be able to take the pain of seeing the man she has been with for three years, just cheated on her?

" For poor people like us, our respect is everything." The same sentence echoing in his head burnt him alive, how can she slap him. Every girl would go to her knees to please him but this cheap, country girl turns down an offer to spend a night with him. He took an expansive bottle of liquor and threw it on the wall making a loud noise. " I'll make you lay down under me, I'll make you cry my name, I will fuck you so hard that all your honor, your RESPECT will fly away ... I will tarnish you in such a way that you, yourself, will feel disgusted with yourself. "He said, looking at the broken pieces of the bottle. "I will, Amber. I will." He made a promise to himself while looking at his bed. One day he will see her naked on his bed. under his mercy.

"You have this beauty that captivates men, don’t you? There were plenty of naked women in this room, but the second you walked in, the men lost control. They wanted a piece of you. They wanted to own you." His fingers trail down my jaw, tilting my chin up. "Not knowing you already belong to me." I swallow hard, my breath caught in my throat. He moves away, settling into a chair with ease. He unbuttons his coat, leans back, spreads his legs apart like a king, which I guess he is... And then, his voice turns lethal. "From now on, Ariella Costa, you are mine to use. Mine to play with. Mine to do with as I please." The words hit me like a heart attack. "Your body belongs to me. Your mind belongs to me. Your soul belongs to me." He smirks, his dark eyes locking onto mine. "I own you."

Five years into my marriage to Dante Moretti, the Don of the Chicago Outfit, the entire underworld knew he loved me more than life itself. He’d had a violin—for me—tattooed right next to his family crest, a symbol of loyalty that could never be erased. Until I got the photo from his mistress. A cocktail waitress, sprawled naked in his arms, her skin marred by the dark bruises of rough sex. She had scrawled her name right next to the violin he’d gotten for me. And my husband had let her. "Dante says only being inside me makes him feel like a man anymore. You can’t even get him hard anymore, can you, sweet Alessia? Maybe it’s time to step aside." I didn't reply. I just made a single call. “I need a new identity. And a plane ticket out.”