Found 4726 A Virgin For The Player Stories

My name is Kevin. At thirty years of age, I am blessed with a kind, beautiful, and alluring wife, known for her stunning figure, along with a joyful family. My greatest regret stems from a car accident that resulted in kidney damage, rendering me impotent. Despite being in the presence of my enchanting and insatiable wife, I find myself unable to achieve an erection.
My mother passed away early in my life, and my kind-hearted, strong father has taken on the role of caring for my children at home...

Jace is a wanted criminal. Out of sheer luck or fate, as most people would say, he landed a job as a household manager—a position that didn't require a background check, which felt like a miracle. However, he soon finds himself drawn to the quadruplet bosses he serves.
Damon, Peter, Jacob, and Garrett were the first quadruplets in the Bloodlust Pack to survive. Before their birth, quadruplets were seen as abominations and were to be killed immediately after birth. It was only because their moth...

This story is about a girl born of Alpha blood from both her parents, a jealous best friend, and enemies lurking in and out of her pack. She meets her mate in a dream, or so she thinks. With her 19th birthday approaching, which should be the start of her first shift, nothing seems to be going as planned. Her mate has told her everything about him, except for one important thing. Will the truth come out before he intends to tell her and when it does come out will she be willing to still accept hi...

The night before my husband’s death, I slept with my stepson to secure my position in the family, unaware that he and his brother had long harbored desires for me.
Both of them took me fiercely on the bed I shared with my husband, marking my body with their seed.
"I've dreamed a thousands times of fucking you on this bed, stepmom, even while father lived."
"Who satisfies you more, me or father?"

"What's so good about living?" Finn challenged, his voice low and dangerous.
I swallowed hard but answered steadily, "There's sunrise and sunset. Mountains and rivers. Growing things all around us."
His laugh was hollow. "And your dead family. The friend who tricked you into surrogacy by claiming terminal illness. Your classmates looking down on you."
His voice dropped lower, growing more intense. "Hannah, can you really tell whether this is heaven or hell?"
Three years ago, a devastat...

An intruder. On my watch. In my facility. I had no choice but to handle this trouble personally.
"I'm going to Everdark City," I told my security chief.
He looked concerned. "Dancer, the Americans still have their prohibition in place. Round Table assassinations are still banned on U.S. soil."
I pulled out my American passport. "I'm entering as a legal citizen. You got a problem with that?"
My name is Amelia Colt, codenamed Dancer. To those who don't know me, I'm just a seventeen-year-old girl....

One sweep of his tongue. That’s all it took. From my asshole to my clit. I came with a scream that burned my throat. I trembled, locking his head between my thighs.
“I need more,” I grunted like a deranged woman.
He found my lips with his, and he pressed the weight of his body over mine. His hand trailed down my ribs, down my stomach, and he buried it between my legs. The rough pads of his fingers slowly circled my clit.
She read about him in a book. She never expected him to step ...

“No, please stop… you’re going to drain me… I’m going to die…” I croaked as Thane pounced on me, his glowing red eyes now inches from mine.
His fangs elongated and his claws jutted out as his fingers raked through my body, tearing my clothes off. Tears slipped down my cheeks.
“I need your ruby blood,” Thane rasped out, his voice filled with an uncontrolled hunger.
“No… Thane… please…” I cried, trying to push against him, but it was no use. “Argh!” A gutwrenching cry tore from my throat as...

I woke up one night and found myself back to that orchestrated evening three years ago.
In my past life, I was too naive, step by step pushed into the abyss by my stepmother Victoria. She poisoned my daughter Emma, embezzled my fortune, and finally orchestrated my "accidental" death. My father Robert, that greedy man, chose to turn a blind eye.
This time, I will make them pay in blood.
But what surprised me was that man—Ryan Blackwood.
Why does he always appear when I need help the most? Are...

I was auctioned off like merchandise by three men, but I don't know why they want a worthless person like me.
I'm a blind hooker who can't see anything, surviving only by selling my body.
After accidentally getting pregnant, my client humiliated me in public: "Two lines! You lying bitch trying to scam my money!" The owner immediately threw me out, and my begging on my knees was useless—who wants a pregnant piece of trash?
I thought I'd die on the streets, until I heard familiar footsteps...
"I'...

What is happening today? This morning, Ophelia had everything she thought she wanted - amazing friends, an awesome job at one of the best gourmet food company, which for a food lover like her is a dream come true, and a boyfriend. Until the mysterious and cold Mr. Hansel, her CEO, asks her name. Now she keeps wondering why someone like him would be interested in someone like her. She is a nobody, a simple secretary. And not very attractive either, too chubby - or so her boyfriend keeps saying. S...

"Are you... really the King?" I question next, my eyes remaining wide.
"I am... do I not seem fit enough to be?" He smirks, causing me to blush yet again...
he seems to have that affect on me I don't know why.
"N-No uh... I was just wanting to clarify things... sorry." I say shyly, watching as he keeps his eyes on the road.
"Next question love?" He glances over at me, catching me staring as I immediately glance away.
Uhhhh... what did you mean that I'm your... uh what was the word you used agai...

I was ugly ducking with blisters covered on my face and only the ONE could help me break the curse.
Dianna Pack was attacked when she was just ten years old and her mother cast a spell on her before she died. As a result of that spell, she grew up with blisters covering her face and the spell can only be broken when she meets the ONE. But as a slave and the shame of her pack, she was never allowed to attend any mate ceremonies.
Khan, Emperor of the South, was said to be born...

I felt his lips brush against my earlobe, a soft brush that suddenly made my toes curl. His breath lingered on my neck before he finally whispered, "I own you Crystal. The sooner you get to accept that the better for you. I'll make sure you submit yourself to me, be it the hard way or the easy way. And I'll break this ego of yours. I promise you"
He was her beast and she was his beauty. He was addicted and she was his favourite drug. He was a sinner and she was his sin.
In the ...

Pleasuring yourself is an intimate thing but she gets caught and recorded by her peeping neighbor. And for some reason, she invites him in, when she is naked and spread wide. What happens when he enters? Will the peeping tom actually turn into something more?
A lone desire is an upturned erotic romance story where everything happens in a reverse order. Things go right for awhile but a disaster changes their dynamics forever.
Will they get together even after all the changes that occurred or wil...

Erin Brown has just begun her internship in a new art gallery in town where she finds a painting depicting an image of her werewolf persona alongside an unknown male werewolf. Her new boss, Devon Grey, calls her by a strange name and claims to be her mate even though she does not know him and had never met him before that day.
Determined to convince her that his claim is true, he gives her an ancient dream stone that will transport her back in time and prove to her that they are indeed fated t...

Kissing a mobster I don’t know
Filipe was already in his position, with an alpha-male posture and an air of pure sensuality.
I walked the whole way looking at him, seeing every detail of his body and observing his muscles hidden in a black social blouse.
He was the most expensive of balms and his body was the most well-sculpted thing I had ever seen. I felt as if my body had taken a shock when I stopped in front of him and our eyes automatically connected for the fourth time.
"Are y...