Rough

"Spread your legs and use your hands, my little dove," his voice was rough, a dark whisper that curled into my skin. My body trembled, traitorous, yet I obeyed..because I never resisted him. I couldn’t. Even when his words bound me tighter than any rope, even when shame burned my cheeks, my fingers still moved at his command. I'm Amara Blake. At home, I’m nothing. The unwanted daughter. The mistake forced to live in her sister’s shadow. A living Donor. A spare part to my sister. Scorned by my mother, hated by my father, reminded daily that my only worth is keeping myself “pure” for Nina’s sake. But with him… purity doesn’t exist. Professor Black doesn’t see me as a burden. He sees me as temptation. A secret waiting to be ruined. Every time I walk into his office, I feel the weight of his gaze…hungry, dangerous, claiming. I shouldn’t want him. I shouldn’t crave the way his voice curls against my skin like a promise of sin. But I do. And when his hands finally touch me, I realize one truth…I’m no angel. I was made to burn. MY PROFESSOR SIN

“Spread your legs for me, Lily. I want to see your heat. I want to touch every inch of you until you are nothing but spent.” My legs parted before my head could even process it, pussy dripping wet from hearing him speak that way to me. Being the Alpha’s good girl is all I have ever wanted, and now I was going to prove to him, just how well I could take his cock and be his good girl at once. * After my parent died, I was lucky to be taken and sheltered by the Alpha. Living with the Alpha, my job was to be a good girl and listen to the Alpha’s instructions and I didn’t have much objection—only that I wanted to be the good girl who took his cock, and the one who knelt for his filthiest, most sinful commands. I have spent the last four years desiring a man who should be just my Alpha. And he? He had spent four years drowning in denial. But not anymore. It all started on the night of the heat. Rough hands, hard moans, dirty words. Now, All I do is take Daddy’s cock while being his good girl. Note: This book contains high sexual elements. It is not for readers younger than 21.

A Filthy One-Shot Collection One hundred nights. One hundred different ways to break every rule you were ever taught. Inside these pages, innocent brats become dripping, begging sluts for the one man they’re never supposed to want: the stepbrother who bets he can ruin her, the mafia don who claims her virginity as payment, the priest who bends her over the altar after confession, the professor who locks the lecture hall and teaches her what an A really costs. They hate them. They crave them. They spread wide and take every thick, forbidden inch anyway. Stepfathers, stepbrothers, best friend’s dads, rival gang leaders, werewolf alphas, demon summoners, and the coach who said “no dating players” while he’s balls-deep in the cheerleader he swore he’d never touch. Rough breeding, brutal spankings, choking, spitting, tears, squirting, double penetration, public degradation, and cum so filthy it leaks for days. No feelings. No apologies. Just one hundred nights of raw, ruthless, unapologetic sin, where “no” turns into “harder” and “please stop” becomes “don’t you fucking dare.” Open the book. Pick a night. You won’t walk straight when it’s over.

During the looming war between two enemy countries: Estria and Westaria, the latter sends its covert agents to infiltrate the enemy country and stop the approaching war. As every unmarried men and women in Estria gets interrogated by the Espionage Eradication Agency under the suspicion of being a Westarian spy, Zeke Devereaux is forced into marriage by his father within less than a month. He successfully finds a bride using his wealth but their relationship starts on a rough road. The moment he saw her, he felt a deep yearning to make her his. As for Asteria, everything was just a means of escape and hideout for her as she continue to stage her missions while being tied to him by marriage. She took advantage of his obssesion towards her to continue staying by his side and being obscured from the Estarian government's sight. In the course of their married life, will he successfully capture her without getting captivated himself? Will his obsession with her eventually turn into love? Will he be able to love her truly? Will she honor his feelings towards her and reciprocate them? Or will she find this another chance to infiltrate deep into his family business and eventually into her country's enemy? Was marrying her even the right choice? Yearning, obssesion, love, duty, political struggle, guns, war, amidst all of these, will they find the right path into opening the doors of their hearts into the unknown.

Mitzie Damos had always considered herself to be just another average woman. She came from what would be considered an average middle-class family with a father who was now retired from construction work, and a mother who was a now retired schoolteacher. Even though most would consider her spoiled by her parents, she maintained an honor roll student status from elementary through high school and held a high GPA in college. She was not so good to where she qualified as Valedictorian or any of that other genius student stuff, but she made her parents proud. Mitzie was an only child due to the loss of her twin during her mother's pregnancy. She'd heard her mother recount of how she had a very rare and rough pregnancy. Mitzie's twin just was not strong enough to maintain sharing their mother's womb. Doctors had believed that Mitzie had somehow absorbed her twin and amniotic sac, but when and how that occurred was a mystery. In her mother's first trimester there were 2 fetal heartbeats and 2 fetuses, but by the second trimester, there was one heartbeat and one fetus. It had remained a scientific enigma throughout Mitzie's 28 years of life. Mitzie had a successful career of her own. She married well, a CEO for one of the biggest corporate umbrella companies in the world, and life seemed to be grand. Until Mitzie's pregnancy revealed things about her life that would change it forever.

Isabella Romano's idyllic existence falls apart in just one week. Her engagement and career have been ruined, and the only place she can go is to her father's construction business. Finding herself in front of Dominic Castellano, her dad's business partner, best friend, and the man she's desired since she was eighteen, is the last thing she expects. For years, Dom has avoided contact with Vincent's daughter. She is everything he shouldn't want, off-limits, and prohibited. His good intentions, however, are immediately dashed when she arrives, broken and desperate. A single touch triggers another. An uncontrollable fire is started by a single kiss. With a hunger that had been growing for years, he forced her against the office wall and framed her face with his rough hands before snatching her mouth. "This is insane," he growled against her lips while his fingers entangled themselves in her hair. "Then stop," she said softly. No, he couldn't. He couldn't, God forbid him. As he raised her, plans strewn across the floor, her legs encircled his waist. It was everything he had denied himself: the taste of her, the sensation of her gentle curves on his. She gasped as his lips touched the tender region on her neck. "Dom," she said. "Please—" “Dom? "You in there?" The door opened and Vincent's voice roared in. Both of them froze

Burning Hot 🔥 Ignite Your Darkest Desires ⚠️Do NOT open unless you’re ready to BURN ⚠️Do NOT read unless you crave the HOTNESS. A filthy, pulse-pounding collection of taboo erotica crafted exclusively for 18+ sinners who live for the forbidden rush. Inside, you’ll devour: Stepfather-stepdaughter secrets: that drip with guilt-soaked lust, his rough hands claiming what he shouldn’t, her tight, trembling body arching under him in the dark. Office affairs: where power suits rip open, desks become altars, and her moans echo as he bends her over, thrusting deep while the clock ticks. Exhibitionist thrills: strangers’ eyes devouring every exposed inch as she’s fucked against fogged glass, her cries muffled by his palm. Voyeuristic obsessions: hidden cameras catching every slick slide, every gasp as step-siblings finally snap, bodies colliding in a frenzy of sweat and sin. Kinky one-shots that push every limit: cuffs biting wrists, blindfolds heightening every wet lick, every brutal thrust until you’re begging for release. Each story is a standalone inferno, different bodies, different taboos, same blistering heat. Feel the throb between your thighs, the slick ache building, the shudder when they finally give in. Lock the door. Let the flames consume you. You’ve been warned.

On the day of the wedding, my best friend, Elena Hartman, can't bear to part with me, so she threads my wedding shoes with a string and ties them snugly around her slim waist. The groomsmen turn the whole place upside down, and we end up late for the ceremony. She eventually cracks up and tugs at her billowy bridesmaid dress, revealing the outline of the shoes at her waist. "I dare you to come take them. As long as I'm here, she's not getting married!" My fiancé, Miles Lawson, shakes his head and chuckles. "You just love tormenting us, don't you?" Miles exchanges a look with the groomsmen, and they charge at her at the same time. She squeals as she falls back onto the bed, squirming under her layers of tulle. "Don't be so rough! I'm ticklish…" The groomsmen flush bright red. Miles' ears turn scarlet as he feels around her waist. She giggles even louder. "How are you going to undo it through all these layers? Use your head!" Then, she gasped. "That tickles!" Her theatrics make my temper flare. I spring to my feet, lift her skirt, and rip the wedding shoes right off her. "If you're that ticklish, smack yourself with a slipper. Drop the act, or I'll yank out the nerves that make you ticklish!"

Bailey's family had been through a tumultuous trial, leaving her burdened with the responsibility of paying off her father's debt to the wealthy Elijah Gabriel Montefalco. Despite Elijah's less-than-pleasant demeanor, Bailey couldn't help but be captivated by his strikingly handsome face. Deep down, she believed that beneath his rough exterior, there was a kind heart. Life within the opulent mansion was far from easy for Bailey, as Elijah's treatment of her was often harsh. However, she endured it all, not only to free her father from imprisonment but also because she harbored a secret love for him. Unexpectedly, Elijah's heart began to soften towards Bailey, and they eventually confessed their feelings for one another. Elijah found it hard to fathom that he could find happiness with someone like Bailey. Their world took a sudden twist when Elijah encountered a major problem within his company. In order to save his business and repay his debt, he was forced to marry the billionaire's daughter. This turn of events shattered the happiness and love they had shared. As a billionaire, Elijah faced a difficult choice. Would he be willing to sacrifice his wealth for the woman he loved, or would he choose to secure his financial stability by marrying someone he didn't truly love? The answer remained uncertain, leaving their future hanging in the balance.

18+ Erotic Werewolf romance book Olivia Sold to pay off a debt, sinfully hot Matteo has thrown me into his dark mansion, with no intention of letting me go. He’s dominant, ruthless, cold… And he’s also something wicked—a sexy as hell alpha male. I should run the second he puts his rough hands all over my innocent body. I shouldn’t let him tear my panties off. But I do. He’s going to break me, turning me into his slave. He demands complete obedience, and I want to resist. I do. But my dark, rebellious heart won’t let me. Matteo I’ve never wanted to ruin someone as much as I want to ruin her. She’s the picture of innocence. Soft skin free from the toil of real work, pretty lips for sucking and the defiance in her eyes. I can’t wait to break her. To make her beg for mercy. To cry out my name when I steal the one thing she’s never given to another man. She thinks she can charm me into letting her go. But she doesn’t recognize the way the devil dances in my soul. I never expected her to become my obsession. But she is. And now I need to get rid of her before she consumes me.