Pjo F

WARNING : Matured contents !!! 18+ This book contains a lot of steamy content. I suggest readers should be at least 18+ to read. "I'll never be your plaything," my voice cuts through the tension. "Your father's debt was paid with your life. You belong to me now," he declares, grabbing me by the arm. ________________________ Enzo Saviano, a formidable Italian mobster abducts Gabriella Diaz as payment for the debt of her father who is desperate to settle his gambling debt. For Enzo she is just like every other girl he has slept with, a easy f*ck or is she?

Im sechsten Jahr meiner Beziehung mit Kai Krause sagte ich zu ihm: „Kai, ich werde heiraten.“ Er zuckte erschrocken zusammen, riss sich aus seinen Gedanken und wirkte verlegen. „Yara, du weißt doch... Die Firma steht kurz vor einer entscheidenden Finanzierungsrunde, ich habe im Moment einfach keinen Kopf für...“ „Macht nichts“, sagte ich mit einem gleichgültigen Lächeln. Doch er hatte mich falsch verstanden. Ich werde heiraten – aber nicht ihn.

"Push your cock in!" Ayra spoke, gawking at Alpha with the burning fire. Sweat of fright crawled within his skin, in the freezing cold night. Alpha Athen stared back blankly with an obvious hesitation flashing in front of his eyes. He hasn't yet forgotten how his ex turned to ashes as soon as his cock slipped into her. Acknowledging the limitations of his touches, he began to develop feelings for her. The carnal urge to pin her to the wall or take her down, left him restless and agitated. Will the Cursed Alpha ever be able to F**k the love of his life?

Il y a longtemps, Pierre a rencontré un être unique et merveilleux. Une Petite Fée de Noël, qui pour combler un de ses souhaits n'a pas hésité à accomplir un acte interdit. Pierre a grandi, en oubliant ses rêves d'enfants. Mais lorsqu'à la veille de Noël il rencontre une jeune femme un peu extravagante dans un magasin bondé, son coup de foudre se heurte vite aux mystères qui gravitent autour de celle-ci. L'amour qu'il éprouve pour Gaëlle est pourtant réciproque. Leur attirance est d'autant plus forte qu'elle obéit à des règles qui font également de lui un être d'exception, sans qu'il le sache encore. Mais Pierre arrivera-t-il à dépasser les trois-cent-soixante-cinq jours qui courent devant lui sans révéler le secret de sa belle, au risque de la perdre à jamais ? Entre la jalousie d'une assistante éconduite et les manigances d'un ancien fiancé venu d'un royaume improbable, les embuches seront nombreuses. Une histoire en deux parties, qui mêle notre univers contemporain à un monde parallèle secret et féérique, au sein duquel évolueront deux couples, liés par les imbrications du destin.

“I’m going to tell you what I have in mind,” he murmured. “First you’re going to strip down until you’re completely naked,” he whispered against her ear. “Then I’m going to tie you up so you’re completely powerless and subject to my every whim.” “Mmm, sounds good so far,” she murmured. “Then I’m going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I’m going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it’s rosy with my marks.” She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. “And then I’m going to f**k your mouth. But I won’t cum. Not yet. When I’m close, I’ll flog you again until your ass is burning and you’re on fire with the need for relief. And then I’m going to f**k that ass. I’m going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won’t be gentle. Not tonight. I’m going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I’m going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"

Como conquistar seu chefe, o CEO, sendo secretária? Patrícia Bastos sempre fora desprezada por seu ex-namorado, que a ridicularizava por sua falta de dinheiro, enquanto se envolvia secretamente com uma mulher rica. Sentindo-se humilhada, Patrícia tomou uma decisão ousada: envolveu-se com o CEO da empresa e, de repente, tornou-se tia daquela mulher rica. Após o casamento, Roberto Santana acreditava que ela seria fácil de controlar. Excelente secretária e esposa dedicada, Patrícia tornara-se, para ele, uma figura útil para lidar com as tensões familiares e aliviar suas próprias preocupações. O que começara como um jogo sem compromissos, focado apenas no prazer físico, logo se transformou em algo mais profundo para Patrícia. Mas, quando o grande amor de Roberto, sua verdadeira paixão, retornou à sua vida, Patrícia percebeu que todo o afeto que ela acreditava receber nunca fora genuinamente direcionado a ela. Sentindo-se devastada, ela decidiu se afastar para se proteger. No entanto, mais tarde, Roberto se viu ajoelhado diante de seu túmulo, lamentando desesperadamente sua perda. Patrícia, com um sorriso irônico, revelou: — Com licença, eu não morri!

Je suis morte le jour où je devais recevoir la médaille du service distingué de la meute. Trois heures après ma mort, mes parents, mon frère et mon compagnon venaient de terminer la fête de remise du diplôme qu'ils avaient organisée pour ma sœur. Pendant que ma sœur Élise publiait une photo de famille chaleureuse sur Instagram, j'étais enfermée dans notre sous-sol, appuyant sur mon téléphone avec ma langue pour appeler à l'aide. La seule personne qui a répondu était mon compagnon, Richard. Tout ce qu'il a dit, c'était : « Sophie, arrête de faire des histoires. La fête de remise du diplôme d'Élise est importante. Assez de crises de colère ! » C'était la quatre-vingt-dix-neuvième fois qu'ils faisaient cela. Je gisais dans une mare de mon propre sang, les poumons immobiles. Ils pensaient que je faisais juste une scène, que je me cachais quelque part, que s'ils me donnaient une leçon, je reviendrais en rampant. Mais ils ne savaient pas, j'étais à la maison tout ce temps. J'étais déjà morte.

“I’m going to tell you what I have in mind,” he murmured. “First you’re going to strip down until you’re completely naked,” he whispered against her ear. “Then I’m going to tie you up so you’re completely powerless and subject to my every whim.” “Mmm, sounds good so far,” she murmured. “Then I’m going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I’m going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it’s rosy with my marks.” She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. “And then I’m going to f**k your mouth. But I won’t cum. Not yet. When I’m close, I’ll flog you again until your ass is burning and you’re on fire with the need for relief. And then I’m going to f**k that ass. I’m going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won’t be gentle. Not tonight. I’m going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I’m going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"

Kurz vor unserer Paarungszeremonie erzählte mir mein Gefährte, Alpha Damien, er müsse eine Omega aus unserem Rudel, Seraphina, vorübergehend markieren. Er behauptete, sie hätte die Mondkrankheit und würde sterben, wenn er sie nicht markierte. Ich wehrte mich dagegen, aber am nächsten Tag zog er Seraphina direkt in das Penthouse des Packhauses ein. Die Suite, die für die zukünftige Luna bestimmt war. Meine Suite. Um mich zu beruhigen, ging er sogar auf die Knie, mit roten Augen, als er versprach: „Sobald sie in Sicherheit ist, werde ich die Markierung entfernen. Du wirst immer noch meine einzige Luna sein.“ Aber dann suchte mich Seraphina auf, mit einem medizinischen Bericht in der Hand. Sechs Wochen schwanger. Sie hatten ihre Markierungszeremonie bereits lange abgehalten, bevor Damien überhaupt zu mir kam. Mein Herz zerfiel zu Asche. Mein Stift grub sich in den Kalender und ritzte ein wütendes X über das Datum, das für unsere Paarungszeremonie bestimmt war. Dann öffnete ich meinen Laptop und antwortete auf die E-Mail der Europäischen Gilde der Lorbeerheiler. „Ich nehme Ihre Einladung an. Ich reise am Tag der Paarungszeremonie ab.“

Meu namorado virtual é o meu chefe. Mas ele não sabe. Ele vez após vez tem pedido para nos encontrarmos pessoalmente. Meu Deus, se a gente se encontrasse pessoalmente, amanhã meu corpo estaria pendurado na parede. Eu, sem hesitar, terminei. Depois ele ficou de mau humor, e toda a empresa teve que fazer hora extra por causa disso. Hum, como dizer? Pelo bem da minha saúde física e mental, reatar, também não é impossível.