Open Her Legs

"I don't belong to anyone!" I hissed at him. I would never admit that I'm at his mercy, that my body begs to be touched by him. "I can prove to you that you are mine!" A devilish smirk is plastered all over his face, his eyes are flashing lust and raw desire. "I would like to see you try!" I forget how to breathe the moment he crashes his lips against mine. He tastes like heaven, a sweet intoxicating flavor that seduces my senses and puts me under a magic spell. His tongue explores the depths of my mouth, sweeping me off my feet. And then his hands reach my inner thighs, stroking over my soaking panties… ~~~~~~~~~~~ Allaya never thought her lovely boyfriend would cheat on her with her step-sister, moreover that she would catch them in the act. Betrayal pushed her to the edge, then Hayden and Landon showed up and turned her life upside down. Who will she choose? And how will she cope with her true nature?

In a world where marriage is the happy ending, Faith Kristen Flamera differs. After the tragic accident happened to Faith and to her sister, Faith didn't wish to live anymore as everyone around her hated and blamed her sister's death on her.  Elijah Gray Luciero, on the other hand, has been in love with Faith’s sister. When Faith’s family was arranging her marriage, Elijah stepped up and married Faith. However, it is not because he likes her. It is because he hates her and he wants her to experience his wrath—or should we say, the hell where Faith will never want to live. How far would Elijah's hatred take him? Would Faith be able to melt his anger in return for love that Elijah never once thought?  itsclarixass 

Where this story goes no one knows. Tif a young girl looking for her place in the world. Siron a strong Alpha looking for his mate. Will these two be lovers, will they be truly mated? What the fates have in store for them will become clear as they walk their paths coming ever so close to finding their deepest desires.

(Reverse Harem) (Steamy) (Book 3 of Her Wolves Series) (Can read as Stand Alone) Farren Torrez had never thought she would be returning to her old home. Lupitum. The werewolf crime capital of the world. Playground of the wicked. Home to the most notorious crime family in the werewolf world. For years, she had protested against returning. Kicked up a storm when her brothers pleaded with her to care for her ailing mother. She had been done with that life. Done with the misery that came along with it. Until they needed her most. Doing her daughterly duty, Farren went back to the city she hated the most. Fell into a world she had desperately tried to climb out of. But what a world it was now. Going to the house of the most notorious crime family, Farren discovers something far beyond her grasp. She is the mate of the Don of the Amador family. The most wicked man alive. And he was going to do everything in his power to get his hands on her. If that wasn't enough to unsettle her, Farren soon discovered that his right and left-hand men were coming for her as well. In this tangled web of lies and love, will Farren accept the ones who claim to love her the most? Or will she run and never look back at the mafia boss with his heart on his sleeve and gun in his hand?

They are strangers yet they are not, they are enemy yet they are not, they are friends yet they are not, they are each other world yet they are not"!! Love or will surely happen when two same personalities will clash with each other in an Indian wedding, which is full of rituals and customs. Meet Vihaan Singh Rathore, the most eligible bachelor in the business world, the handsome who is full of himself, is rude, wants to control everything, boss of his home, but on the top of it, excessive drinker. Meet Shanaya Malhotra, beautiful, cute, intelligent and emerging fashion designer. She hates men who drink, are controlling in nature, but on top of it, she is revengeful and does not forgive those who hurt her. Destiny is going to play the game.

He slammed her back against the closed door making her grit her teeth as she glared at him. “Camellia,” his voice was dripping with controlled fury yet that endearment rolled off his tongue in a raspy growl. “I don’t like other men touching you,” he grumbled, grabbing her jaw, his fingers firmly pressing into her cheeks as he made her hazel eyes look into his dark greys. “I’m not yours,” she said with gathered-up bravado though his intimidating presence made her feel so timid. He leaned closer as her eyes fell on the camellia flower that was inked on his neck. His hot breath tickled her lips as his intense stare lingered on her lips. “You’re mine, Camellia. Mine!” With a low growl, he crashed his lips on hers. DARK ROMANCE!

(Reverse Harem) (Book 2 of Her Wolves series) (Can read as Stand Alone) Orphaned at the age of 17, Nerezza had no one to rely on and nowhere to go. Down on her luck, one day she ventures the streets of Makatza, the werewolf capital, in search of food when something else entirely finds her. Her mate. Through their ups and downs, the two conceive a child but were thrown a loop when he is stolen away just hours after his birth. Her mate sets out to find him but leaves her behind as the price. Alone in the world again, Nerezza doesn't know what to expect. Surely, there was no way things could get better. Until she becomes the concubine of the werewolf king and finds out, love has no limits. Especially not with six mates surrounding her. *** “I'll have you know that if you were to want me. Or come with me, even, you will have to toss that possessive Alpha male bullshit to the side.” I sneered. I could feel the bond slip into place. Enough that it took me off guard. Slightly. “What, can't handle a challenge?" Cocky, arrogant bastard. Of all the men in the world, I was stuck with him. If I wanted to have him. Pawns were disposable and I rarely came upon them. His fighting could prove useful, although I doubt his abilities in bed would suffice. “Look, whatever your name is, you might be my mate but you aren't the first one this week. Okay? So if you retain your possessive nature, you and the other guys might not get along very well,” I turned on my heels and headed back out the alley. Glancing over my shoulder, I saw his confused look. “And I much prefer not cleaning blood from my carpets.”

Max Exsten; pria berusia 36 tahun ini memiliki paras yang tampan sehingga membuat siapapun tergila-gila akan ketampanannya. Selain itu, Max merupakan seorang duda beranak dua bernama Jessie Exsten dan Jasper Exsten. Jessie dan Jasper merupakan anak kembar yang berbeda jenis kelamin yang dilahirkan dari rahim seorang wanita cantik bernama Tiffany Austin.Tiffany harus menghembuskan napasnya saat usia kedua anaknya masih sekitar 1 tahun, karena mengalami kecelakaan dan mayatnya tak kunjung ditemukan hingga usia Jessie dan Jasper sudah mencapai 5 tahun. Dan di usia seperti itu, mereka pasti akan membutuhkan seorang ibu, namun Max tak kunjung memenuhi keinginan anak-anaknya. Bagi Max, menikah lagi bukanlah prioritasnya saat ini. Yang menjadi prioritasnya adalah Jessie dan Jasper. Hingga kedatangan seorang wanita berwajah sama dengan Tiffany pun membuat hati seorang Max tidak tenang. Bagaimana mungkin orang yang sudah mati bisa hidup kembali? Ikuti terus kisahnya dan temukan jawabannya ^^

Tears were flowing through her cheeks from her blood shot eyes. Sniffing painfully she sat on the edge of bed. Her tears filled eyes were stuck on the shattered photo frame which she throw out of anger and pain. It was their marriage photo frame, the same photo which she used to admire once. But now, the same photo disgusts her whenever she looks at it.It sometimes the things which gives you happiness, the same things can give you pain too. Their whole room is a mess, just like her life. Wiping her tears Koushalya looked at those torn dairy pages along with few photo lying on floor , in which her husband was kissing another women. Love was visible in his eyes, sad thing is the love wasn't for her, it was for another women. Nothing can be more painful then, knowing your loved one loved Someone else more than you. She trusted him wholeheartedly, and now when she found out his secret , he lost the trust which she had on him. Koushalya, blankly stared the floor, her mind was telling her to leave him but her heart was begging her to stay. Somewhere, between her mind and heart she lost herself, her soul. Will she ever able to find her lost soul in that dark world of Sanjiv ? **** Meet Koushalya, Women with passion and broad thinking. Everything was perfect about her until she met Sanjiv, who showed her how does it feels to die slowly without letting anyone know. Somewhere between her husband Sanjiv and the fear of society she lost her own self. Will she find herself again ? -- I, Aarti Shankar welcoming you all in life of koushalya. To know further read the story and leave a review/feedback after reading it.

She was moving closer in a suggestive manner, and it was obvious she was flirting. She asked, "What are you doing?" I replied, "Making you uncomfortable." It was clear that I was succeeding. I took a step back and asked, "What's happening? I just told you I hate you." "Yes, you did," she said, her fingers reaching out and grabbing my shirt, stopping me from backing away. "And that you want me, like I said when I arrived, even though you pretended you didn't hear me." "I'm confused," I responded. "It's simple," she replied, as she began unbuttoning my shirt. Her lips approached my ear and I could feel them on my skin as she whispered, "There are two things I want from a man. The first one is to be worshipped like a goddess." I shrugged the shirt off my shoulders and let her get to work on my belt as I went to work on her shorts. Pink panties. Bright pink. As pink as the thing inside them. "And the second one?" *** Read the filthy story between a teacher and his mischievous students as they attempt to entice him.