Tempt Me Series Novels & Stories

No part of this novel may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author. This is the fifth book of the Temptation Series. All the books under this series can be read as standalone books. This series deals with a series of passionate love stories of the Donnelly brothers and their friends, with spin-offs, all having captivating plotlines to keep you interested till the end. Summary

Clem said as she finally took his whole length in. She began to fellate him, bopping her head up and down as he thrust his hard shaft down her throat. She started crying, praying that someone should walk right in and save her from this son of the devil. After a short while, he ordered her to stand up and take off her trousers. She began to beg him but he gave no heed to her plea. He threatened to shoot her again and then, out of fear, she took off her trousers. He began to fondle her buttocks and uttered obscenities. With a gun in one hand, he bent her over the sink and spread her legs apart. He spat on his hand and used it to lubricate her lady part.

he commanded quietly. “Yes,” I breathed, the admission burning my tongue. “Every night.” He smiled that dark, predatory smile again. “Good girl. Take off your clothes. Slowly. I want to watch.” My cheeks flamed with humiliation, but my fingers obeyed before my mind could protest. I unbuttoned my blouse, letting it slide off my shoulders. Then my skirt. I stood before him in just my lace bra and matching panties, feeling painfully exposed. Damien’s eyes roamed over me without hurry, drinking in every curve, every inch of skin.

Ace squeezes my ass, fingers digging in, urging me faster. He breaks the kiss, nipping at my neck. “Take it off,” he demands. I obey, slipping the straps down my shoulders. The teddy pools at my waist, exposing my breasts completely. Ace's mouth latches onto one nipple, sucking hard, his teeth grazing the sensitive peak. I moan, arching into him, my pussy soaking the lace that's still wedged between my thighs.

Theo hums. My eyes move to Mason’s and he smirks at me before his eyes flash blue and my T-shirt splits straight down the middle. Deacon pulls the remainder of it off me, exposing my breasts for them all to see. He teases my nipples again and the need of everyone around the table increases, flooding me with an unbearable desire to be touched by them all. “Not yet, Little Temptress,” Deacon whispers in my ear and I whimper with need. His hand trails lower, over my stomach and then it dips into my waistband. His fingers find my core and we both moan in unison.

Cleaning my hands, I got up and walked over the blood towards the exit. “Is my jet arrived?” I asked my man. “Yes, boss,” “Take this painting as well, I wanna keep it in my collection,” I ordered him. Freshening up, I slide into a black shirt and jeans. A driver pulled up a car in front of my mansion as I descended the stairs to it, he opened the door for me and I sat inside, comfortably. When I noticed fifteen missed calls from Meher. My manager cum sister cum a psycho woman. She’s good at what she does but sometimes she could be pain in ass.

A woman that can endure anything from the man she loves. Daddy, please bed me! I won’t stop tempting him until he lost it and comes to me. I won’t stop torturing him, showing him how my body has grown over the years until he succumbs and fucks me. I want my daddy to, tease me. Suckle on my essence. Kiss me. And most of all, make me his! Yes, I’ll be a temptation to David Truman. Thank goodness, his guardianship over me will end soon. So he'll stop thinking I’m a baby.

Can he ignore the attraction he felt for her, feelings that resurfaced after ten years? What will Alyssa do when she is stalked by the man who has been invading her dreams since the day she met him? What will she do when she is whisked away to a deserted island by the unpredictable Nicholas Donnelly? Can she tame her heart or surrender to the sinful temptations? Read this third book of the Temptation Series to find out!

The bond could be so twisted. "Hmm?" She hummed with her eyes closed, the hips slowly moving in a sensual rhythm. My fingers travelled all the way down to her clit, rolling it gently. And she responded with loud moaning, pressing her own hand on mine and guiding the tempo of my circling around her clit. "Mark her! Ask her if she wants it. Get the answer now!" Remy pressured. And I buried my nose into the spot reserved for mate mark, inhaling deeply. My lips traced that precious part of her body and she quivered, her inner walls tightening around me.

“Just feel me. God, your ass… been staring at it in those tight pants for months.” I pushed back, chasing the friction. “Then do more than stare. Touch me.” His fingers traced down my spine, then lower. One slicked finger circled my entrance, teasing. “So tight. You ever had a guy here?” “Yeah,” I admitted, voice strained. “But not like this. Not you.” “Good.” He pushed the finger in slowly, crooking it just right. I moaned, pushing back onto it. “That’s it. Let me hear you.”