It took a minute, but when I came down from the high of the orgasm Dane woke me up with, it hit me. Not because I’d spent the night over at someone’s house, but because I had one trigger, and the sex-god of my dreams chose to do it. Trauma. That’s what should have crossed my mind when I woke up to him between my legs, but that’s not what happened.
I read dark romance all the time. Zero triggers. I can read somnophilia, but going through it? Waking up from it? I didn’t think I’d be able to do it without being dragged into the hell that is my past. I never thought I’d ever be okay with being woken up with physical touch, or anything close to sexual.
Amos used to take what he wanted from me when he wanted it. No explanation was needed. Nor was consent a thing in his world. I was his. To have and to do with what he wanted. Something so normal for him haunted my sleep. Bu
The fear of his massive monster cock was real, but there were a few things I’d like to do with it. After refusing to get out of bed, he grabbed my ankles, flipped me, and pulled me to the edge like a rag doll. Laying on my stomach, ass up, Dane descended on me. His chest flush with my back, his cock digging into back, my jaw was on the bed. My inner avid book reader was kicking her feet and squealing.It shouldn’t have turned me on as much as it did, but that one move had me dripping like an omega in one of my Omegaversebooks. I was gushing. It should have been embarrassing, but I was too busy panting. That voice that usually ruined everything whispered that I should be angry at being manhandled, especially after everything I’d gone through, but Goddess, I loved it.The force he exerted didn’t scare me, and I knew that made me crazy. Cleo was no fucking help. She agreed vehemently; her giggling hard to ign
Secrets don’t scare me. There are worse evils. Some men don’t even hide it, but there’s only one particular worry I have. I don’t want to be a home wrecker. I refuse to be someone who destroys a family. And I have no filter.“Are you mated?” I asked. Dane drops the pan he was about to put on the stove with a clatter. He arches a brow, but I hold his gaze, making sure he knows I am dead serious.“Do you think I would have come to you last night and kept you here if I were married?” he asked.“That’s not a no,” I said.“That’s definitely not a yes,” he said.“Can you just answer the question?” I sassed.“I’ve said this already, but I can’t wait to put you over my lap,” he growled. I stared at him pointedly. “No, I&rsquo
One minute, two minutes pass. I blink and then my jaw drops when his words register. My brows fly into my hairline and I wait for Dane to laugh and tell me this is a joke. This only happens in dark romance books, or even better, paranormal romance books. This is the part where I squeal and kick my legs on the bed. No way this is seriously happening.But the longer I stare at Dane, the longer I realize this is actually fucking happening. He doesn’t lift his arm and motion me closer. I swallow when he doesn’t chuckle and tell me to hurry my sweet little ass over to him.The grey eyes across the room hold no laughter in them and I know without a doubt that Dane means business. My eyes snag on the movement as he lifts his arm. For a second, hope blooms, only to be crushed as he points downward with his index finger. He’s dead serious and I’m standing with my mouth gaping open, looking as baffled as I feel.
My mouth opens and closes like a fish out of water. With all the books I’ve read, you’d think I would know what to do or at least what to expect. I’ve read so much smut, this whole scenario is a classic. It’s a fantasy come to life. But what do I do? I stare into his grey eyes like a confused prude. His grip tightens, causing me to flinch, and he’s so close I can feel his warm breath on my face.“I don’t like repeating myself,” he warned.I knew this. He knew this, but the promise of what might happen if I disobeyed again called to me like a siren luring ships to their untimely death. Snapping out of my downward spiral of thoughts, I lift my hands from my lap and place them on his thighs. He releases me and leans back in his seat. Slowly, I slide my hands up, purposely brushing over the outline of his cock until I reach the taunt skin of his abdomen.I kneel at his
"Shiiiit," he groans as I enthusiastically bob and suck him like my life depends on it. I want this. Need him to come down my throat. I’m on my knees, my back bent at a ninety-degree angle as I take every fucking inch he has. The edges of my lips feel like they’re going to rip, and tears blur my vision as we both use my throat as a punching bag.“I’m going to come, baby girl. You’re not going to waste a drop, are you?” Dane grunted.His body was tense, his balls squished against my chin as my fingers continued massaging them. I used my thumb to draw circles into it as they drew tight. He was getting close, and I wanted his release more than I’ve ever wanted anything. I swallow and hum to answer him. He shoves me down on his cock, holding me there while he came. It gushed from his tip and my eyes rolled into the back of my head at his taste. He was better than drugs. Who needed Moonywhen y
Lose Control ~ Teddy Swims"Da—ah!” I screamed as Dane’s hand came down on my pussy.He did this in the car on the drive over here, but this wasn’t something I’d experienced before him. I turned to look over my shoulder when three fingers thrust inside of me. I arched my back and moaned. Lifting my hips to present myself. I should be embarrassed, but I wasn’t. The only thing on my mind was Dane and his fingers. I was so wet; the noises were obscene, but only heightened my pleasure.“What am I going to do with you?” his sultry voice filled the space.“Mm… make me come,” I breathed. His fingers drove in and out of me at a painfully slow pace. I wriggled my hips and ground against his fingers. Need had tak
“To you, the woman still living under him. Leave. There's a Daddy with a fatty out there more than willing to make it all better." ----------------- Author's Note: Welcome back! This book is a little different from my other ones, but my P A T R E O N readers LOVED it, so I decided to pull it from there and share it with you guys now! This book will have scheduled updates until the completion of book 1. This book will then go on Hiatus until I am ready to begin updates for book 2. If you are new to me, thanks for taking a chance! I am so very happy to have you here. Please read the CWs and take care of your mental health. This book is very special to my heart and I hope you like it! The paperback will soon be available on my s h o p, but until then I hope you enjoy this small piece of my soul. At any time, if you find yourself struggling mentally, please take a step back. I appreciate you coming here, but at no time do I want you hurting yourself. Thank you for support and willingne
VeraThree years later“I don’t know, Ami…” I trailed off.“Why not? Give me a reason why? Is there a reason you don’t want to? Aren’t you angry?” Ami asked.Of course, I was angry, but Ami was even angrier in my stead. Ami is my best friend and has been since we both went to Alpha’s Academy. She was a hybrid mix of werewolf and vampire. The two conflicting halves were constantly at war with each other, and she suffered from it. We had been apart for years, but we were just as close as we had been when we were young. Seeing someone every day didn’t define a friendship. She was closer to me than all nine of my siblings. Sometimes blood wasn’t thicker than water.“Why are you still worried about him? After everything he’s done, he doesn’t deserve any of your thoughts!” Ami yelled through the phone.My ear was ringing, but my best friend was right. She had told me time and time again to leave him, but I never did. I stayed with him, and for what? I wanted to laugh, but I couldn’t. I don’