Eve Frost

"No..."
Gripping my hips, Adam pushed himself between my legs, I could feel his erection pushing into me.
"I'm not ready."
I tried to shove him back, but his lips just moved to my jaw, my body even reacting.
Our breaths intertwine, his kisses along my neck, igniting an involuntary arch in my body.
"Don't resist me."
With that ,he pulled down my underwear, exposing my trembling breasts.
When I felt him bite them, I squirmed it stung, but I felt his tongue glide over his bite mark soothing the pain.
But he just pressed his hardness against my thighs, rubbing slowly, but not entering.
I squirmed, look at him with a mix of shyness and frustration.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
My cheeks flush instantly.
"What do you want? Just say it." he commanded, looking into my eyes as I moaned.
"I want you."I moaned breathlessly, feeling him go deeper and increase his rhythm. Oh, my God... so good.
I, Stella Winston, seemed to have it all—beauty, a loving family, and a wealthy fiancé. But my perfect world shattered when my fiancé, Brian, and my sister, Lucy, betrayed me.
I was compelled to become the substitute bride, marrying Adam Lancaster, a disabled man in exchange for care for my grandmother.
Just when I thought all hope was lost, I discovered Adam was not at all like the rumors suggested.

"Fuck, such a good girl," Richard whispered, sucking my nipple with wet, sloppy sounds. "You were born to be spoiled by us."
Michael sped up his finger thrusts, each one hitting my most sensitive spot, his thumb mercilessly grinding my clit.
"Please," I whispered, barely audible.
"Look at me,darling," Michael commanded, waiting until my eyes met his, "what do you want?"
I bit my lower lip, shame and desire battling within me. "I want to come."
"Beg properly," Richard murmured, his lips against my nipple, his hot breath making me tremble.
I looked directly at him, my voice breaking, "May I come? Please allow me."
Isabella Hart is a beautiful and shy 18-year-old college student who has just gone through her werewolf coming-of-age ceremony.
As a low-ranking Omega, she unexpectedly discovers her body experiencing intense, uncontrollable desire reactions. To find her destined mate, she ventures into "Erotic Paradise," the most exclusive werewolf club in Silver Moon City.
There, in just an instant, three powerful Alpha werewolves become interested in her—one of them being the owner of Erotic Paradise. All three are determined to have her at any cost.
Will Isabella accept the courtship of these three dominant men?

"You shouldn't be here, Sophia." Blake's voice was deep and raspy.
"Blake," I whispered his name, my voice trembling like an idiot, my fingers gently touching his face, caressing the rough stubble on his chin. "Do you really not remember me?"
The next second, his lips crashed into mine, kissing me fiercely as if he wanted to tear me apart, yet also as if he was searching for his lost self.
We fell onto the bed, my underwear was torn off and tossed aside.
His mouth moved from my collarbone to my chest, his tongue gently brushed against my nipple, sucking until I arched my back, my mind on fire.
His hand slid between my thighs, his fingertips exploring my wet entrance, slowly thrusting in and out. My moans and his groans intertwined.
"Fuck, you're so tight..." he growled, with a hint of familiar tenderness in his tone.
After her husband Blake lost his memory, Sophia was forced to sign divorce papers, only to discover she was unexpectedly pregnant after leaving. She raised her daughter Lily as a single mother, building her company from scratch. Three years later, Blake, now a business tycoon, acquires her company. Though he has no memory of their past, he finds himself drawn to Sophia's resilience during their power struggle. Meanwhile, Blake's mother Julianna and her lover Amanda have set up numerous conspiracies. Will Blake fully recover his memory and expose all their schemes? After experiencing betrayal and redemption, will Sophia trust Blake again?