Riding Huge Cock

My mother marries into the Patterson family with me after her divorce. She marries Thomas Patterson, the dean of a veterinary hospital. Meanwhile, I marry Walter Patterson, a firefighter captain and Thomas' son. On this day, there's a huge storm. I'm almost due for labor, but I still head to the hospital to pick my mother up after an operation. We head to the subway, but it ends up being flooded. I endure the labor contractions and call Walter with trembling hands, wanting to ask for help. He finally answers after hanging up on me 18 times. "What the hell do you want? How stupid can you be, calling me in such a huge storm? "I'm saving lives here! Tracy's foot was cut by glass while being saved, and I've just bandaged her wound. Now, I have to take her dog to Dad's hospital so he can save it. The dog is hanging by a thread; if you need help, get some other firefighter to do it! Don't pester me!" Later, the rescue team arrives. My mother and I are pushed to the back of the crowd, and people won't stop shoving us around. The floodwater rises, and I have no choice but to carry her on my back while trudging along the corridor. This continues for three hours. When we're finally rescued, my mother is already unconscious, and I end up losing my child, who's almost to term. My mother and I look at each other tearfully in the ward we share. I say, "Mom, I'm getting a divorce." She says, "It's not a big deal, sweetheart. I'll do it with you. I've done it once before—I know how this goes."

"$50,000 if you're willing to be my fake girlfriend." It was an offer she couldn't refuse, not just because of the big money, but also because Jonathan's ‘thing’ was huge, kind of XL! **** Weni first met Jonathan on a crowded train, feeling a 'big' presence that stuck with her. Little did she know, he was the CEO at her new workplace. During the interview, Jonathan was intrigued by her and offered her a $50,000 contract to be his fake girlfriend. Weni accepted, despite some awkward moments they had to go through to keep up the charade. After agreeing to the contract, she was shocked to find out that Jonathan's cousin was her ex, David, who betrayed her in the past. Determined to make David regret cheating on her, she embarked on a journey of revenge while playing the role of Jonathan's fake girlfriend.

Book 3 in the Under the Moon Series: Maxen (or Max for short) has always enjoyed the old myths, legends and traditions of Wales, but he never expected in his wildest dreams to be dragged into one himself! When a huge red dragon lands in front of him, demanding a battle, Max is left perplexed by the notion. There is no reason for him to battle a living-breathing dragon! He refuses the challenge. After all, the dragon has an enormous advantage over Max. With the dragon not seeming to give up, and with even more supernatural beings coming into the picture, Max is about to find out what a God of the Underworld is capable of… the fire burns bright, but so too does the passion and desires of a God! Book 1: Under the Pale Moon Book 2: Under the Blue Moon Book 3: Under the Crimson Moon: A Dragon's Pride

Ava spent her whole life alone, locked up in an orphanage after being abandoned in a dumpster when she was just a baby. Intent on preparing to create a new life once she turns eighteen, she harbors a force that reaches the point of bursting, especially when, one night, she meets two huge wolves that begin to keep her company and attract her. From that moment on, Ava will discover things from her past that she did not expect and the truth about her abandonment/kidnapping will come to light when she meets the twin sexy Alphas of the Blue Moon Pack, Rowan and Kalen, and all that was her family. But what Ava doesnt know, is that someone else is after her, something else, that wants her at all costs as her mate and queen.

Kill or be killed: That was the motto of a predator and a prey. Turns out that was the same motto in love and relationships. Walking in on my fiancee making out with someone else was the last straw it took for me to break but to save myself the humiliation, I couldn't let the huge proposal I had planned out go to waste. What happens when the stranger I had forced a ring on turned out to be the Capobastone of the Ndrangheta Clan? Even worse, my ex boyfriend was involved in the mafia and the stranger was his boss. Fate twisted and lies were uncovered and I was caught up in a little cat and rat chase with a Mafia boss and there was no hope for me getting out. His words sealed my fate: "Now i didn't force this ring on myself, you did. Might as well add more meaning to it.”

I had never imagined my life would eventually turn into a business deal. But when my father's hospital bills reached a surprisingly huge amount, I thought that was all not until my landlord decided I was better off homeless. At this point, I had no choice but to sign a contract with Alexander Pierce, a man whose presence alone screams arrogance and pride with power. The deal was simple: marry him for a year and three months, feign to be his devoted loving wife, and in turn, I will regain my financial freedom. But I can't say there was something simple about Alexander. His gaze burns too deep, his touches linger too long, and harder it becomes to state what's real or fake. I signed a contract. I never signed up for falling in love. But tell that to my heart.

During childbirth, she suffered from excessive bleeding and her life was at stake. Her mother-in-law made a huge fuss outside the delivery room. “Save my precious grandchild!” She watched as her husband looked at her coldly and said to the doctor mercilessly, “Save the baby.” She was heartbroken at that very moment and swore to herself that if she could live through this, she would get a divorce!After the divorce, Hesper was surrounded by admirers and had troops of suitors following her. Rickard panicked!He scooped up the woman into his arms from her sea of suitors and pinned her against the wall. His extremely gorgeous face was tainted with regret. “Be good and listen to me. Let’s get married again tomorrow!”Hesper sneered. “Mr. Duval, I don’t love you anymore. Please have some self-respect!”

“Do you know how many nights I’ve thought about those? How I imagined sliding your dress up and seeing you in them… in my room, or my office… gagged so you wouldn’t scream my name?” “Say the word, Renata,” he whispered, voice rough. “And I’ll have you right here… where anyone could knock. Where you could get caught with your husband’s father’s cock inside you.” She gasped. But she didn’t say no. ******** One reckless night. A stranger’s touch. Her ruin. The night before her wedding, Renata surrendered to a man whose name she didn’t know… A man who made her tremble, moan, and beg for more in the shadows. The next morning, he was at the wedding hall too…Watching her walk down the aisle to his son. Domingo Serrano. Powerful. Predatory. Possessive. And he’s not done with her. He wants her again. And again. Once a week. No excuses. No escape. But Renata isn’t just drowning in lust and shame. She’s chasing answers. Her parents were murdered under the guise of an auto accident. The killer is hiding behind the walls of the Hidalgo empire. Santiago, her charming husband, has secrets. Lady Constanza, his mother, wears lies like pearls. And Domingo? He’s the darkest of them all. Now Renata’s playing with fire, and carrying a secret that could burn everyone: She’s pregnant. And she doesn’t know if the father is her husband… or his father.

I never broke eye contact as he slicked his already hard cock up with it. It never did take him long to get hard in my presence, especially after working me open when we had stood under the stream of the shower. Shuffling his ass forward just a little, he pulled me close to help me slowly sink onto his cock. Once my ass was flushed against his lap and he was to the hilt, he sighed, and I could see the exact moment that all the stress left his body. “Thank you.” He whispered. ______ I got pregnant after a sizzling one-night stand. I didn’t know then he was the son of a billionaire mafia Don. That night, he walked over to me with powerful strides that announced to the world, that he owned it. The dim light dancing over his sculptured face, Teased me with a glimpse of perfection. His deep baritone voice vibrated thru my core, and before I knew it, we were back at my place, thrusting into ecstasy. For hours he took me to heaven and back, But on earth, he became cold as ice. Then, without so much as a name, He walked out the door and out of my life. I tried to forget him, Until I got unexpected news from my doctor weeks later. and before I had time to digest the information, I was snatched by two men. Now I’m in the presence of the Don of all Dons, congratulating me on my pregnancy. And the man that took me to heaven, is now tasked to keep me in hell.

When Prince Aurelian is dragged before the Alpha King Vael, bloodied and shackled, he expects to die. Vael’s pack razed his kingdom, slaughtered his people—and now, Aurelian is nothing but a spoil of war. But fate is cruel. The gods made Aurelian his mate. Vael should kill him. Instead, he stares at the prince’s trembling lips, the delicate curve of his throat, the fire in his eyes, and all he can think about is how cruel the gods are and badly he wants to ruin him. "You hate me?” Vael murmured as he loomed over me, brushing his lips over the edge of my jaw and to the tip of my fingers too slow, too deliberate. One hand pinned my chest. The other dragged down his body until he gripped the base of his cock, still slick and half-hard, veins bulging like it hurt to hold back. “Good,” he growled. “I want you weeping when I take you—cursing me through clenched teeth while I fuck the fury out of your bones.” But Aurelian is not some broken thing to be claimed. A voice calls to him in the dark, a forgotten god whispering promises of power, revenge and freedom. All Aurelian has to do is surrender. Let it in. Let it take control. As rebellion brews and lust poisons every breath between them, Vael’s wolf wants to claim. Aurelian wants to destroy. But the bond is stronger than hate—and hunger always wins.