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Bondage Rope Dress

Dangerous: Don't cross the line!

* At night He was rugged and untamed. That one steamy night left Grace utterly captivated. She coyly stretched out her dainty, snow-white feet, hooking them around his waist as she softly laid down her terms: For the first time, no staying overnight. The second time, the moment he got himself a significant other, she'd vanish from his side. Later on, their liaison would remain strictly on a physical level. No strings of money attached, no emotional fetters, just the most primal and unadulterated desires that flared up when night fell, entwining them like a web spun by countless spiders. And once the moment had passed, she'd straighten her skirt and turn her back on him, cold as ice. *During daytime He was the heir to a vast business empire, now impeccably dressed in a sharp suit, exuding an air of aristocratic reserve. He extended his hand to her with a polite smile, “Hello, Grace.” Grace gritted her teeth in secret dismay. She hastened to call off whatever was brewing between them, only to find herself cornered against the dressing room by the man, with no way out. In that cramped space, he was a relentless predator, and she, his irresistible quarry. His firmness pressed against her soft curves, setting every inch ablaze. Outside the door, her female colleagues were swooning over his chiseled abs. Just a thin partition away, he locked his arm around her willowy waist, seized her delicate hand, and guided it to rest on his taut abdomen, his voice dripping with a sultry allure, “Thought you could slip away? It's far too late for that.”
Katubari · 3.5K Views

Mated to Alpha Jake

Sucking and encircling his tongue in all the right ways on my left breast had me breathless. All the sparks and feelings from the mate bond had me on cloud nine. My body betrayed me falling into his touch, releasing soft moans as my head fell back on the wall. Soon after he was done attacking my breast with his soft and addicting lips his deep blue eyes tore into mine. “We-we have to stop thi-” I tried to breathe out but was quickly caught off by the overwhelming sensation of his lips crashing onto mine. I was trying to keep up with his aggressive yet needy pace, all while taking in oxygen to breathe. My fingers eventually get tangled in his soft dark strands pulling at it slightly. I earned a sexy groan in approval and he squeezed my ass in return. I move my tongue over his bottom lip asking for entrance and he gladly allows me in having the complete taste of him. He pulled impossibly closer leaving no space between us. Enjoying the heat and sparks our bodies are making soon begin to fade from my mind as I remember exactly where we are and that anyone could catch us. Pushing away I quickly unwrap my legs from his waist and settle myself on the ground. This needed to stop before things escalated further than necessary. We both say no words and allow our heavy breathing to settle down. “So are you going to finally tell me why you dressed to impress every male this evening?” Jake sternly asks, cutting the silence. “And who are you to be questioning me on how I dress?” I reply fixing my dress back to normal. “Your mate and alpha.” He shoots back, pushing me towards the wall again. Jane Jones is the daughter of Alpha Adam of the Red Moon pack. She's in for an intense ride of learning how to trust, love, and enjoy being mated to one of the most ruthless Alphas, Alpha Jake of the Dark Moon pack.
kelsruff · 140 Views

Immortal Pervert's Return

Warning: This novel is for mature audiences only. Harem ✓ Lemons ✓ NTR × Netori ✓ MILFs ✓ In an abundant world of qi teeming with beasts, cultivators, and spirits, Fang Chen was a well-known medical practitioner who cultivated the ancient undying arts. However, he was also extremely charming-looking and well-known for his pervertedness all across the Featherstone continent. He bedded the wives and daughters of countless powerful cultivators and impregnated a bunch of them under the guise of imparting medical knowledge lost to time. It was rumored that even the gods would have to hide their partners in the wake of Fang Chen's ascension. If he was invited to a household, all the females would be left pregnant, beasts included. "Wherever there is a maiden, my c*ck shall harden!" Fang Chen earned the wrath of hundreds of thousands of men all across the world who wished for nothing more than to have his head on a pike. Unfortunately for them, Fang Chen had cultivated the undying dao to the peak. His immortality made him unkillable. Fang Chen met his Waterloo after impregnating the daughter of the Jade Continent Emperor, who was rumored to be the most powerful cultivator in existence. The Jade Continent Emperor sealed him away since he was unable to kill him. After twenty thousand years of bondage, Fang Chen was suddenly freed. "Now that I am free, I should try being righteous for a change... after I impregnate the entire female generational line of the emperor."
Decrepit_bastard · 28.1K Views

Deceived by the Veil

Althea stood at the doorway of the bridal suite, her heart heavy with a weight she couldn't shake. The dress lay on the bed, pristine and untouched, a cruel reminder of everything she had lost. It wasn't supposed to be her walking down the aisle, pledging herself to a man she barely knew. But here she was, forced to step into her sister's place. Her sister's choice to leave had devastated her. She had rejected a life that demanded sacrifice and duty, choosing freedom over family. And Althea, for all her anger and confusion, was left with no choice but to save the family's reputation. She had to wear the dress, say the vows, and marry a man she didn't love. Her fingers trembled as she adjusted the veil, staring at her reflection. She looked perfect-beautiful, poised-but she didn't feel that way. She felt like a shadow, a replacement for the woman who should've been here. The weight of the gown suffocated her as she prepared to step into a life that wasn't hers to claim. She wasn't ready for this. She wasn't ready to marry him. But with every step she took toward the chapel, the reality set in. There was no turning back. And there, at the altar, stood Elijah. His eyes locked on hers as she approached, his gaze intense, unreadable. A faint smile curved his lips, one she couldn't quite decipher, but there was something in it that made her blood run cold. Satisfaction. He looked at her as if she were an object, something to be claimed. With each step, his smile deepened, pleased with what was walking toward him. He wasn't looking at her as a woman to be loved. He was looking at her as a prize, something that had finally fallen into his grasp. Althea's throat tightened. She couldn't turn back now, not with everyone watching. As she reached the altar, she realized the vows she was about to speak weren't hers to make. They had been written for her sister, and now she would speak them, to a man who had claimed her sister's life and was now claiming hers by default.
qudseesheikh · 2.9K Views
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