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“Uh-ahh.“ my moan echoed in the bedroom. “That's it, now call me daddy while I fuck you like a dirty slut” my dad's best friend said tighting his grip on my waist and without warning, he rammed his big cock into my pussy. I cried out and arched my back wanting more, I couldn't get enough of this fucking pleasure. He rocked his hips back and forth, thrusting harder into my pussy. “Now come for daddy.“ He ordered softly. That was my undoing, I exploded around him. “Good girl.“ He said giving my clot feathery strokes.

All it took was a gunshot to have this criminal fucking her senseless.... Avery had spent months trying to being down Andrew Richardson the Black heart don and the criminal she swore to put behind bars. She even set a trap for him using someone close as bait. But instead of giving down in chains,she was offered to him in marriage in exchange of company share and stakeholders unknowingly to her. She should have run away when she found out, she should have followed through with the mission,but as a young girl craving warmth, how could she resist the way he touch her, the way he makes her feel when looking at her, the way his fingers made her forget the rules she lives by. This wasn't the plan. She didn't come her to get addicted to her enemy who becomes her nemesis, yet every night with him, the Mafia lord leaves her wanting more and drags her deeper into the dangerous world. He's supposed to die for his crimes, but unfortunately the real crime is how badly she wants him.

"We reject your rejection, Dirk!" Tricc growled, his voice dripping with determination. "You can't run away from us, Alpha or not. You are our Mate, and we won't accept your rejection!" Seth added, his words filled with unwavering conviction. Kurt tsked, stepping closer to Dirk, his gaze intense as he looked down at their whimpering mate. "Your body's heat and scent are driving me wild, and yet you dare to reject us when your pheromones clearly say otherwise." The air thickened with their Dominant pheromones, overwhelming Dirk to his very core. His limbs quivered, and each breath escaped him in short, desperate gasps. He was on the brink of losing his sanity. If they continued drenching him in their pheromones, he feared he would succumb before he had the chance to carry on with his plans. It was a miracle they still yearned for him so fiercely, considering all that he had done to hurt them all these years. ***** In a world where shifter prides reign and Alphas are revered, destiny throws a curveball that shatters all expectations. In "The Alphas' Pride Mate: The Pride Who Goes Into Heat," love, power, and tradition are pushed to their limits like never before. Seth, Kurt, and Tricc, the enigmatic triplets, had long awaited their destined Mates. But they never could have anticipated that Dirk, a fiercely independent Lion Pride member, would be the one meant for them. Confusion and anger consume the triplets as they grapple with this unconventional revelation. Dirk, a proud Lion Pride, is equally astounded. As a Pride, he believes his place is with an obedient Omega, not in the arms of commanding Alphas. Now faced with the unexpected reality of being Mated to three Alphas, Dirk is torn between fear and anger. Rejection is his only escape plan.

Alethia and Ethan met by chance. They connected and she could already feel herself falling for him. But little did she know that, while their brief encounter ended without her being able to express what she thought she already felt for him, he was to become her step father. How long can she watch the man she has feelings for go to bed with her mother every night?

"I love you," he gazed at her eyes which are dropped on the floor while he cups her cheeks with his palm. She doesn't look at his eyes. She seems scared. But with what he doesn't understand. "Do you not like me? Even a little bit?" his voice enunciates but she doesn't response to it. He waits for her answer but she doesn't reply him. He tries to back away from her. But as he is leaving, she holds his hands suddenly. "I don't know. I don't know whether I like you or not. I just don't want you to go away. I just don't want you to leave me," she says with the tears sparkling on her eyes. "Esther!" He presses his forehead against her as his breaths fasten. He can feel that along with his, her breaths are quickened as well. He realizes that the fire is burning on both side and she is equally anxious as she is. A smile creeps on his lips as he feels that. "I love you, Esther. You're made for me and I am made for you. We are made for each other," he smiles and presses his lips against her. "You're day dreaming one more time? What the fuck are you dreaming about Esther? Is it about my old man? Are you dreaming about him?" He pushes her against the wall and punches hard on the wall making his knuckles be red and bleed. "Nooo...Nooo... Caden! You're wrong," she cries.

Every girl had a time when they crushed on that one handsome friend of their father and it was quite the same for Rochelle. She fantasized about being taken by that hunk of a man so after what she considered a sign by the universe, she decided to throw caution to the wind and go for him. Operation Seduce Her Father’s Friend began but as she progresses, she soon discovers that she had bitten way more than she can chew. Yes, she wanted him but she didn’t realize that he came not as one but as a triplet and each of them desired her just as equally or even more fiercely than she did them. Faced with such an overwhelming passion, will she be able to handle it or will she run for the hills? What happens when she realizes that it’s to late to run as these men, once they claim what is theirs, will never let go. And she is theirs, whether she accepts it or not.

He’s my dad’s best friend. Twice my age and Off-limits in every possible way. But when I walked into his mansion at midnight, dressed to tease, I knew I wouldn’t leave untouched. Veeraj Kapoor doesn’t play nice. He’s ruthless, dominant, and filthy with his words. One night, he ruined my virginity and now, he makes me count every thrust, beg for permission to come, and thank him for using me. I should hate it, I should run. Instead, I spread my legs wider. Because the truth is.. I love the way he degrades me. I crave the way he owns me and I know this isn’t just lust-this is obsession. But how long before my father finds out his best friend is turning me into a desperate little slut behind closed doors?

Living in the heart of Miami, Bridgette Martinez reels from her recent divorce, following how her husband cheated with her sister and blaming her for being a barren wife, therefore destroying her whole world. In search of solace from her suffering, Bridgette traveled all the way to Monaco to avoid thinking about her cheater husband. Meanwhile, her father's friend, Don Thiago Bermudez, who also happened to be Monaco's richest man, entered her life after spending a night together, thereby igniting an unexpected forbidden sparks between the two of them that they could never ignore. And with that, Bridgette shall then navigate the perilous waters between her family and the man she loves as their passions flare and affect them all. But would Bridgette risk it all for a chance at true love, or would their forbidden desires pull them apart? ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• “I expect you to behave like an ideal wife in every sense of word. Publicly, the perfect partner. Privately, you’ll share my bed, my home, and give me everything I ask.” he demanded. “And what do I get in return?” I asked, my chin lifted in defiance. “In return, you’ll get everything you’ve ever wanted, damsel—power, wealth, influence. And, most importantly, your revenge."

My husband, Chandler Goodwin, claims that he doesn't understand what the phrases "silent treatment" or "giving the cold shoulder" mean. Yet, in the three years we have been married, he has never once spoken to me sweetly. The first time we have a falling out, I remain proud and dignified. We end up ignoring each other for seven days straight. The seventh time we have a cold standoff, I start to panic a little. However, despite trying all sorts of methods, he doesn't back down. The 11th time it happens, I have already learned to work through my emotions myself. Chandler doesn't even need to say anything before I take the initiative to apologize first. I simply think that he's just a naturally indifferent person, that nobody can warm his stone-cold heart. Then, on the third year of our marriage, I accidentally ruin his dress shirt while ironing it. Chandler doesn't say a word, but that very night, he packs his things and moves into a hotel. On the third day of being blocked, I head to his company with a handwritten apology. While passing by his office, I spot him leaning over to shoot his angry assistant a doting smile. "I'm sorry for raising my voice at you just now and upsetting you. It's been 57 minutes since you started ignoring me. Please stop giving me the cold shoulder, alright?" I freeze on the spot, the apology letter in my hand practically burning my fingers. As it turns out, it's not that he doesn't know what the silent treatment means—it's just that I've never been the person he wants to coax.

When your life is starting to mess up not because of what's happening in your sorrounding but because of your own rules. I'd never knew saying my point of view could be a chance for the people to easily judge me. I'd never knew by just loving someone unexpectedly could deeply hurt me more. And I'd never knew saying, "Guilty" could lend me as a happiest person alive. It was hard to accept. It wasn't something I expected that I'm the one, Who's at Fault.