Suck Me Daddy

I’m done with men! Not because I hate them, but because everyone I meet, and is just fine enough to pique my interest, I compare to him. And it ends right there and then. The ridiculous thing is that my love interest isn’t real. He is a figure that hunts my nights and brings pleasure into the few seconds that I’m captured by my sleep paralysis. I know that, and I am totally okay with it. Just as I start a new job, and my life seems to take a better turn, determined to forget the man from the shadows, I find my forbidden pleasure standing right in front of me. Suddenly my dream man wears a tailored suit and frowns at me. He is my boss. And he is very real.

COMPLETED! * Ivanna did not expect Jax Alister, the man she hired as a bodyguard, to turn out to be a bloodsucker. She is entangled, enamored with Jax's attractiveness and slowly transforms into an indescribable feeling. However, there are many secrets in Jax's life that he doesn't know and slowly unfolds along with the common thread between himself and Jax. *** "Are you sure you want this? Because you won't be able to stop me," I said in between our extraordinary love making. Ivana nodded. "Go ahead, Jax. Do it harder and never stops."

For +18 ONLY! Wanna be fucked so bad till you’re sore and dripping? Till your core trembles and shamelessly gap for your big Daddy? Till you spread those shaking thighs, moan his name, and beg for mercy? And no, he doesn’t listen, he uses you like his filthy little whore, and fills up your slutty holes with his spunk. When he’s done, you’ll swallow his dirty cum down your bruised throat, wipe the mix of his sperm and your pussy juice from your throbbing cunt, and say; Thank You, Daddy. If this is your fantasy, welcome on board! This is a collection of unapologetically RAW erotic stories, where all shades of your fetish is checked.

Ivanna tak menyangka, Jax Alister, pria yang ia sewa sebagai bodyguard ternyata merupakan seorang makhluk pengisap darah yang memiliki tujuan khusus untuk menangkap makhluk lycan yang ternyata adalah tunangan Ivanna, Damon. Namun, perlahan hubungan Ivanna dan Jax tak lagi sebatas pengawal dan nona. Ivanna merasakan perasaan berbeda setiap kali berada di dekat Jax, begitu pun sebaliknya, karena Jax merasa Ivanna adalah gadis yang ia sukai sejak lama, yang terlahir kembali dan ia mengikuti gadis itu di setiap reinkarnasinya. Sayangnya, kisah cinta Ivanna dan Jax tidak semulus yang mereka harapkan saat satu per satu masalah datang menerpa Ivanna, dimulai dari putusnya pertunangan antara dirinya dan Damon, lalu ia menjalin hubungan dengan Kay Lee kawan yang sudah sejak lama menyukainya yang ternyata merupakan seorang pecandu sekaligus memiliki masalah emosi dan kelainan seksual. Satu hal yang paling mengerikan bagi Ivanna adalah ketika ia tahu bahwa dirinya menderita kanker darah, kehidupannya seolah runtuh di bawah kakinya dan Jax selalu berusaha ada dan menemaninya melalui semua ujian hidupnya. Keduanya tak menyangka, cinta menyapa dan mengharuskan Ivanna untuk menjadi bagian dari Jax karena banyak yang menginginkannya dan Jax harus memilih apakah akan mengubah Ivanna menjadi sepertinya, atau mempertahankan gadis itu sebagai manusia, tetapi dengan risiko menderita dan mati karena penyakitnya.

She is meant to forget the past, but she received a new job from her past fiancee a hundred years ago. Not knowing the real, she accepted the job. Your ex-fiancee asked you to kill his brother. But what if you met your hybrid mate and he was your fiance’s brother? Grab your popcorn! Read more about Lucy, Leon, and Cedric’s love triangle.

คนอื่นตายแล้วได้เกิดใหม่ในโลกอื่น ไม่ก็ได้ย้อนเวลากลับไปแก้ไขอดีต แต่เขากลับฟื้นคืนชีพเป็นแวมไพร์! เบต้านักวิจัยหัวกะทิ กลายมาเป็นแวมไพร์มือใหม่ที่ตอบสนองต่อกลิ่นเลือดอันแสนหวานอย่างหื่นกระหาย และที่สำคัญกลิ่นเลือดนั้นยังเป็นของพันตรีหนุ่ม อัลฟ่าจากตระกูลใหญ่เสียด้วยสิ อยู่เพื่อกิน ไม่ใช่กินเพื่ออยู่ แค่ดูดเลือดผู้พันมันจะไปยากอะไร อัลฟ่าหรือจะสู้แวมไพร์ หึ

“Call me Daddy. I tell you what to do and you fucking listen. When I order you to spread your legs, you go the widest you can, you show me the depths of your pussy. When I order you to stab your soaked, dripping pussy with three of your fingers, you look me dead in the eyes and do it. When I order you to call me daddy, you open your mouth and call me daddy, because I'm your fucking daddy, baby girl. You obey, you follow orders, and you get rewards and treats from sugar daddy, my sugar baby.” When Daddy tells you to pick up this book, listen. Obey like the depraved slut that you are. Obey with your dry pussy and watch it soak and ruin your panties, your sheets, your damn life. Default and lose your treats, rewards and your orgasm, you unsatisfied reader. I dare you to remain the same after experiencing daddy. …… Note: There's no limit. None. Dane Wright. Don't worry, he doesn't need your forgiveness or the face of disgust you'll make.

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...burn. ----------------------- "Now, let's discuss your shorts." A big hand slips under the blanket and glides down my knees to my innermost thighs, a finger finding my pussy, and sinking in. "You are a naughty, naughty girl. Did you wear this to torture me? Answer me." "Yes," I manage after two gulped breaths. "I wore it for you." With no panties. Everything bare. "You want me that bad, Theresa? You want me worked up, right? Feral, agitated, hopelessly turned on, huh?" My lips part as he shifts the stethoscope, listening to my heart pound as I answer. "Y-yes." "Say it. I want to hear every word." "I wore shorts to turn you on, Dr Storm. Every time." Excitement flourishes in my stomach, and I ride it like a tidal wave. "I wore it so you could..." He waits, bristling with impatience as I trail off. A muscle leaps in his jaw, and his whole sculpted body is tense beneath me. "So I could what, Theresa? So I could what?" The silence is so loud, the tension so thick, his eyes so intense, so needy to hear the words, I feel my toes curl. "So, you could put your hand up there, Dr Storm. So, you could touch me."

Eli Ashcroft is an Omega whose scent is so faint it is almost nonexistent. His first mate, Elric, betrays him by cheating with Eli’s own Omega best friend, Liam. The double betrayal destroys their bond, shatters Eli’s trust, and leaves him emotionally numb just as his father becomes gravely ill and medical bills begin to suffocate him. With no other choice left, Eli accepts an absurd solution: a contract marriage. His husband is Lucen Blackthorne, the most powerful and feared Alpha in the region. To the pack, the reason for Lucen’s choice is cruelly obvious. Eli bears an uncanny resemblance to his late older brother, Elion, the Omega rumored to be Lucen’s lost mate. The contract is mercilessly clear—three years as a substitute to stabilize Lucen’s unstable wolf, generous payment, then a clean separation with nothing owed. For three years, Eli survives by erasing himself. He suppresses his scent, mimics his brother’s habits, believing imitation is the only reason he is tolerated. When Lucen’s wolf writhes under grief, Eli comforts it quietly, never expecting affection meant for him. Lucen shields him during full moons and touches him with restrained care, yet his golden eyes always seem to look past Eli, searching for someone else. That silent distance hurts more than betrayal ever did. When the contract ends, Eli returns it calmly and prepares to leave, telling Lucen he is finally free. He expects indifference. Instead, Lucen’s control snaps. Alpha pheromones crash down as Lucen tears the contract apart and pulls Eli into his arms, his wolf roaring through his voice as his fangs brush Eli’s nape. “Leave?” Lucen growls softly. “My little wolf… your scent has soaked into my den for three years. And now you want to run? Too late.”

Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. The story contains explicit adult content of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. Xoxo. Beg me to take you," he murmured. His voice was rough, reverberating through my bones. "Beg me to bend you over that couch and fuck you." The words were out of my mouth before I could think about them. "Oh, yes," I whispered. "Please." He paused. Then, to my everlasting dismay, he pulled back, removing his hand from my pants and leaving a wet, cold trail behind. A deep chuckle rumbled through his chest, turning my knees to pudding. "No," he said. It took a second to register. "What?" I cried. "Why? You asked me to... why?" And he laughed. He laughed at me.