Open Water

“Open your legs… open it wide!” He whispered seductively into my burning ears, at the same time using his other hand to hold me tightly to the bed. “Never … you beast… let me gooooo please Craig… please…” I switched from snarling at him to begging at once, he parted my frail naked leg and without warning plunged deep into me,I hated myself for being so weak. His thrust into my inner thigh was fast and merciless, “you belong to me Kim… get that into your skull!” He kept repeating to me, I couldn't say anything other than cry and wail, I was shattered and broken. Always thought I would have my first intimate moment with the person I love but here I am, under the sexy, handsome and most influential wealthy businessman in the whole of France, but I didn’t want it like this, he’s as well a cruel and cold man “You are my legal wife, now Kim! You can’t escape from me, If you won’t agree to come to me willingly then I will take you forcefully … i’m the fucking CRAIG LIONEL! He barked into my ear, even as he kept thrusting into me. My elder brother sold me to him and forced me to stay with him due to my little sister health condition, but still he broke his promise of taking her to hospital and abandoned our little sister to die, took the very large money and ran away, leaving me in the mercy of the formidable Craig Lionel, my new master and owner. How will Craig and Kimberly's love story end? Is there a happy ending for them? What about the secret, lies and various enemies who would do anything to keep them apart?.

"Sorry, but I can't wait any longer, baby. I need to fuck you right now and I am going to do it right here". Her outfit had a zipper that went all the way down between her legs, making it possible for him to unzip it from the bottom and upwards, getting access to her pussy without taking it off, and she wondered if he had planned this. "Baby those damn leggings are in the way, so you can either take off all your clothes or I’ll rip them to pieces". He whispered against her neck, after zipping her outfit open at the crotch. She had already been turned on from the vibrations and being so close to him, but his voice made her go crazy. "Please just rip them, I want you". He smiled at her, grabbing her leggings on both sides of the seam, splitting the crotch open with one hard pull, making her gasp. Amelia isn’t picky, she just knows what she wants and doesn’t want in a man, which is why she had only one boyfriend, that he turned out to be a cheating bastard hasn’t helped. Until she meets mister right, sweet, handsome, a model and singer and a werewolf. Connor Edon is an Alpha, but spends most of his time away from the pack, as a celebrity, letting his twin brother Weston be Alpha while he sends home the money needed. He had not expected to ever meet his mate, and definitely not in the form of a blonde Danish girl he runs into on a holiday. Will Amelie be able to accept the truth about her lover and handle his sometimes dominating wolf behaviour ? And will the wild and Independent Alpha be able to settle with a human girl.

“Who would have thought goody two shoes Tatiana Olivera is a nasty sl*t who fantasies about f*ck*ng her step brother?” Hasan continues his teasing. He inserts in middle finger in my mouth and I greedily s*ck on it, picturing it to be his c*ck. Hasan’s mouth parts open, his brows cresting as he watches me s*ck his middle finger like a kid sucking on a candy cane. I frowned when he pulled out his middle finger. He grabs my chin with a fierceness that sent me on edge. “Open your mouth.” He orders and I obey. He takes in a deep breath as though calming himself and before I knew it, hot liquid drops into my mouth. Did.. did he just spit in my mouth? It tastes divine. It tastes like him. And I want more. “Swallow.” I meet his gaze as I gulp down his saliva. A proud smile appears on his face. “There’s my good little sl*t.” ***** I hate Hasan Olivera. I can’t stand him. The way he walks into the room like he owns the place, the smug smirk that says he already knows what I am thinking. He’s insufferably cocky, sharp-tongued, insanely hot and fully aware of it. And those eyes? Dark, knowing, endlessly amused by the fact that, no matter how much I pretend otherwise, I’m completely drawn to him. I want him to f*ck me. I want him to claim me. I want him to be mine because I belong to him. But he's my step brother. And I hate my step brother. -------

“Spread that tight little pussy for me. It’s mine tonight,” Callum growled in my ear as he slammed into me. “Yes. Claim me. Use me. Don’t stop.” A strangled moan ripped out of me. He drove so hard I could barely breathe. My nails ripped at his shoulders, desperate to hold on, when another hand yanked my hair back. My mouth fell open, and a second cock rammed into my throat. I gagged as spit streamed down my chin. A third voice cracked across me with a sharp smack to my ass, the sting making me cry out. “Good slut. Take it all. You’re nothing but our toy tonight.” Tears blurred my vision and my throat burned raw. My pussy clenched tight around Callum with every brutal drive. I gasped out the only words I had left. “Yes… Daddies. I’ll take everything." •••••••••••••••••• CLAIM ME, DADDIES isn’t here to tease. It drags you to your knees, rips you open, and leaves you begging for more. Inside, you’ll find hotel-room threesomes that leave no hole untouched, office domination that strips away every ounce of control, step-daddy cravings that cross every line, brutal gangbangs that push you past your limits, lesbian hookups that turn sweet into savage, gay encounters that shatter taboos, and roleplay so filthy it will stain your imagination. Every story is built to ruin you in the best way. This collection is for adults only, 18 and over. It contains explicit sex,raw language, taboo roleplay, and extreme scenarios. All stories are pure fiction and meant for erotic entertainment. If you’re under 18, stop reading now.

This story is about an innocent girl named Elena, who dared to run away from her fate… Elena Swan, a destined Luna of Dark Sapphire pack decided to live her life as a normal human by hiding her wolf from the world. She questioned her life choices when she met her kind and gentle mate only in his wolf form only for him to disappear for years ahead. Her peaceful existence became a mess when to avoid a possible danger, her pack decided to merge with the enemy pack, only for her to find, Luke the arrogant and jerk future alpha of Moonshine pack to be her mate? How can she possibly have two mates? Who is the real one? She found herself in hot water, when a merciless and murderous vampire, Evandor Adino, became obsessed with her. The deadly vampire gave her a choice to save her mate and her family by being with him willingly or can lose everyone and still be with him forcefully. Will she sacrifice herself to save her love or will she sacrifice her pack to save her freedom? Or will she fight for her love and her pack and become a true Luna? Get along on the journey to know more about the nerve wrecking adventure of the ‘Two mates of the Late Blooming Luna?’

When I was six, I spilled hot water, slipped, and burned my face. My face was ruined. My parents learned their lesson and never let my younger sister do housework. To everyone they met, they praised her beauty, her charm. They turned to me with nothing but disdain. When I was ten, I had a high fever. They didn't think much of it and let it drag on until my brain was damaged, leaving me slow and dull. They learned their lesson again. From then on, if my sister so much as coughed, they would rush her to the hospital in the dead of night, showering her with care. I was like a failed experiment. Every mistake they made with me, they corrected for her. I was ugly, silent, dim-witted, unwanted. She was beautiful, sweet-talking, clever, adored by all. When I was diagnosed with depression, I gathered what little courage I had and told them. Mom lashed out, called me sick in the head, and accused me of being petty. If I was so capable, she said, I might as well die. It wasn't until my sister pushed me off a high-rise that they found out, by sheer accident, that she wasn't their child at all. I was their one and only biological child.

My girlfriend called me frantically out of the blue, saying her mother's water had broken. She begged me to take them to the hospital. But I lazily hung up the phone and turned away, buying myself an ice cream bar instead. In my previous life, her mother had also gone into labor late in life. I had risked everything to rush her to the hospital, running twelve red lights, pushing my car to the limit until the fuel gauge nearly burst. Yet, despite all that, her mother had lost the baby. Worse still, she turned around and accused me of killing the baby. My girlfriend had hated me for it, blaming me for her mother's inability to have children again. That very night, she and her shameless relatives took over my family's house, forcing my parents into such anger and despair that they ended up in the hospital. My company went bankrupt, and as if that weren't enough, I was beaten so severely that both my legs were broken. In the end, I fell into a deep depression and took my own life. But when I opened my eyes again, I found myself reborn. This time, I uncovered the secret her mother had been hiding.

When a wife cheats on their husband and gets pregnant with another man's child, the husband will usually chase her out of the home and ask for a divorce. However, Leon Wolf's situation is a little different. He is 26 years old this year, and he has been married for three years. He lives with his wife and her family who treat him like a slave most of the time. One day, his wife told him that she got pregnant, and he was chased out of the home. Filled with resentment and humiliation over how he had been treated, he found himself wandering all the way to the cemetery, where he saw two men attempting to assassinate a beautiful woman. In his bid to save her, Leon received a fatal stab wound on his chest and dragged one of the men with him into a nearby river…Leon did not resurface even though the woman had waited for a long time, so she believed that Leon had probably drowned. Before she left, she called out optimistically to the river, "My name is Iris Young. If you're still alive, come and see me sometime…"Beneath the water's surface, a soft voice said, "Iris… What a beautiful name…"

The day before Henry Baker and I are supposed to marry, my mother sedates me. She makes my twin sister marry Henry instead. A few years later, the company Henry established turns into a thriving empire. My sister, Diana Halliwell, flourishes with him. While I was at the lowest point in my life, my childhood friend, Jorge Ward, proposed. It's only after marriage that I realize he's worthless. Diana and Henry attend various parties. They enjoy delicious food and wear expensive clothes. Meanwhile, I end up exhausted after having to cook and clean for my family. One night, Mom speaks softly to Jorge when she thinks I've fallen asleep. "I was worried she would find out the truth about what happened back then, but it seems she's too dumb to notice anything." Jorge laughs. "You're a genius, Erica. You laced Laura's water with sleeping pills so Diana could marry Henry on her behalf. I'm glad to see how happy Diana is now." Mom sighs. "I just feel bad for you. You've always liked Diana, yet you're forced to live with a wash-out like Laura…"

Every third year, Mother of the sea demands her rituals to be paid, and He was on the wrong side of luck when he was chosen. His only fate was death, while was defiled on this day. After a terrible confrontation, the weakest mermaid is used as ritual to apease the gods for food and protection. Escaping and running from a great responsibility that open his colony to danger. Returning back to where he came from was a difficulty decision. Every where he goes, he is a potential threat, there is only one place he can be welcomed. The human land, yet he is a greater threat to human because he is a Merman. The struggle of blending in continues after he meet those who are instrumental to his struggles but he won't live with the fault that there won't be any consequences for his actions