Mha Mouths

The first book in a series about Gods, Godesses, treachery and betrayal. Follow the main character as she learns her strengths and fights to restore the balance of light and dark.

Warnings: This book may contain some violence, explicit and matured content and BDSM! > They told her she was too innocent for desire. Now she's the star of every filthy fantasy. Steamy Diaries is a no-limits collection of raw, forbidden, and dangerously addictive erotic stories. From corrupt school officials to bossy billionaires, every chapter is a one-night stand you'll never forget. No rules. No regrets. Just pure, messy, explosive pleasure.

~Zara~ I kissed him, then stole from him. A one-night stand with a billionaire wasn’t supposed to end in a job offer—or a manhunt. Cassian Wolfe isn’t just rich—he’s dangerous. He doesn’t ask questions. He takes. And when I disappear after stealing his family heirloom, he doesn’t call the cops. He hunts me. But instead of revenge, he offers a job. One that keeps me right under his control... and him right under my skin. I thought I could play him. Use his obsession. Use the secrets buried inside Wolfe Enterprises to destroy everything he stands for. What I didn’t expect... was to fall for the man I came to ruin. And now? I’m not sure who’s really playing who.

“Stay still" he whispered, his hit breath fanning my neck. I swallowed hard. He was too close, too powerful. His baby blue eyes locked onto mine and I looked away flushed, pretending I wasn't standing in the men's locker room face to face with the proleague’s most dangerous Alpha. I came to coach, not fall for the captain of the nation's top pro hockey team. Dante Kade is off limits. He's my boss, my enemy and my mate but I'm not a wolf, I'm human. At least that's what I thought until the night he touched me and my body healed itself before his eyes. Now his wolf is restless, his pack is watching me and every time we're alone, I feel the pull

"I'll kill them!!!" Harsha, my wolf, wanted to roar inside me and destroy everything in her path. Today, is my 18th birthday. It was also the day I was most looking forward to officially becoming mate with the man I love most, Alejandro Lionheart. But now I'm watching a video that shouldn't be there, in front of all the guests. My mate was having sex with a woman. Some sent me pitiful gazes. but most of them gave me gazes of contempt, covering their mouths as they laughed secretly. But most of them gave me gazes of contempt, covering their mouths as they laughed secretly. And how could I, for one, stand such humiliation? *** "I, Hirre Monreal, future Alpha of Tyranny Pack, reject you, Alejandro Lionheart, as my mate." Yes, I'm not some homeless orphan, I'm an Alpha heiress! It wasn't long before I realized that I was more than an Alpha heiress...

18+ Skin. Sweat. Surrender. No apologies. Just the filthy, holy truth of what we do when the lights are off. In the hush between heartbeats, desire speaks its own language. These stories peel back the skin of restraint to reveal the raw, trembling want beneath - hands that linger too long, mouths that confess what daylight forbids, bodies that remember every sin they were never supposed to commit. From velvet-shadowed hotel rooms to rain-slicked backseats, from whispered commands to wordlessly surrender, from collars that lock with a soft click to knees that bruise beautifully on marble, from words like "please" and "good girl" to the moments we steal when no one is watching... and the ones we can't stop replaying even when they are filthy. No slow burns. No fade to black. Just wet mouths, spreading thighs, fingers that don't ask permission, and orgasms that leaves teeth marks.

Reverse Harem: Rated 16+ After Rose's grandparents passed away, her family moves from Texas to Oregon. Quickly after arriving, she meets many characters with individual charms that attract her attention. What happens when soon after, she hears the word "mate" coming from their mouths? A guaranteed happy ending novel.

"Hubby, some people are trampling on m. I want to beat them up." "No problem. How many men should I send?" ... "Hubby, someone stole my work. Sha should I do?" "Should I break their hands or clamp their mouths" ... Assistant: Boss, someone is proposing to your wife. " Hubby: Go and abduct him... No. Get the cars ready *grabs coat* ...

“What do you think people will say if they find out that you don’t have a dick?” Christian asked curiously, his voice low and seductive as he pressed his hands against my crotch feeling an unfamiliar emptiness, and a devilish smirk lined his mouth. “What will they say if they ever find out that you have such voluptuous breasts tucked away?” A strangled moan escaped me when his hands slipped into my shirt, his fingers rubbing my hard nipples. “Which do you think they would call you? A boy with breasts or a dickless boy?” I stared into his hungry blue eyes, unable to speak. “I think the term you are looking for is a girl.” I heard Xavier’s voice from the door as he entered into the bathroom. “Now the question would be what the hell is a girl like you doing in the dorm of an all-boy’s school?” “She wants to be devoured by boys like us.” Christian concluded. “And I will gladly give her a taste.” ***** To support her struggling sick father, Lana Rowan takes the fleeting opportunity of a scholarship to an all-boys school, disguised as a boy. But now she has caught the eyes of two of the school’s most popular guys; Christian Blackwood and Xavier. She must find a way to protect her interest by keeping their mouths sealed or she risks getting her secrets exposed. And what is the best way to seal their mouths?

Desire doesn't tempt—it fucking consumes. It sinks its teeth into your morals, rips them apart, and leaves you dripping, desperate, and damned. This isn't romance. This is dark, obsessive, boundary-shattering filth. *Wet, Willing and Forbidden* delivers EXPLICIT ADULT CONTENT—throbbing cocks plunging deep, slick cunts clenching in surrender, mouths stretched around forbidden flesh, every raw, graphic thrust laid bare. These stories devour you with: - Obsession teetering on total ruin - Possessive, morally black lovers who brand skin with teeth and ownership - Brutal power exchange—collars, commands, choking grips - Dubious consent that melts resistance into frantic, quivering need - Public risk—fingers curling inside soaked panties in crowded elevators - Exhibitionism & voyeurism—eyes devouring heaving tits and straining cocks - Praise laced with vicious degradation—“good slut” hissed through gritted teeth - Total control, shattering surrender, deliberate corruption of the innocent - Feral, animal hunger—bodies slamming, clawing, flooding with sweat and cum - Secrets that torch reputations and leave lives in smoking ruins - Queer and fluid desire—tangled limbs, shared mouths, no rules - Toxic emotional manipulation—love as poison, addiction as chains Every page pulses with predatory chemistry and psychological heat. No safe words. No gentle aftercare. Just the brutal thrill of crossing lines that should never be touched. If your pulse isn't already racing and your thighs aren't already slick open this book anyway. Because once the craving takes hold, you'll be too far gone to stop.