Showing results by publisher "----RM Alexander" in BDSM

I’m creamy, productive and at the very peak of my fertility but my new Sugar Daddy insists that the group of men aren't enough for my seeding and I need the machine too. How will nineteen-year-old Ella respond to the Dominant Doctor’s impregnation machine, as well as all of her Sugar Daddy’s friends?

Terry is rich, attractive, and all dom. When he sees something he likes, he gets it. His women are hot, successful, and experienced in BDSM. Until he meets Maggie. She’s not at all his usual type. She’s round, lush, and a hot mess of a woman. It’s obvious she doesn’t belong at La Petite Mort Club, and she needs someone to look out for her. She’s a little rabbit in a club full of predators. When she gets herself into a situation, he has no choice but to rescue her. When he realizes that she’s a natural submissive, he’ll stop at nothing to have her.

Since childhood, Mallory McCabe has dreamed of falling in love with a hero. And then one saves her life. He's honest and blunt. Deadly, but filled with pain. Overpowering, yet ever so gentle with her. Oh yes, she's found her hero. Taking him to her bed is simply ... right. As is losing her heart. How could she have known he'd want nothing more to do with her?

He was never supposed to see her. She was never supposed to survive. Emily’s life has always existed in the shadow of the dead. Working at her family’s funeral home, she thought she knew secrets. But nothing prepares her for the night she discovers what really happens after midnight—or the man who’s been watching her from the dark. Ruarc is a killer with a code. Ruthless, disciplined, and loyal only to his criminal family. But the moment he sees Emily, something shifts. She’s meant to be leverage—an unwilling pawn in a dangerous game of betrayal and revenge. Instead, she becomes his obsession.

They met under the guise of a masquerade—their faces hidden—and yet they felt seen for the very first time. Eager to learn more about her darkest desires, Freya throws caution to the wind, attending Club Venom's masquerade ball with her best friend, never anticipating how her life would change. She's always known there's something different about her, but she's never given in to her wildest fantasies… until now.

I don't do relationships. I don't do feelings. I don't do what's considered the norm. I love hurting people. I love their screams. I love their begging. I live for it. Until him. Aaron. He has his own version of crazy. His crazy mixed with mine? That's a recipe for disaster.

When I agreed to go to an escape room with friends, I didn't expect everyone to bail and leave me locked in a room with the hottest, most unattainable person I've ever met—my brother's minotaur best friend. Tension from the tight quarters and frustrating puzzles leads to heated confessions and the wildest night of my life.

Miranda’s back, but she’s not sticking around for long. In an attempt to regain her mojo, she’s packing up her whips, chains and thigh-high boots to leave London, and set out on a road trip unlike any other. With her best frenemy, and fellow dominatrix, Mistress Laveen in tow, she heads out to see what delights – and displeasures – they can dish out from the “comfort” of budget hotel rooms across the UK.

Thirty-seven dirty explicit futa and transgender short stories that will satisfy your cravings, including swingers party, gangbang, cuckold, threesomes, paranormal, BDSM, dogging, wax play, cosplay, billionaire, vampires, escort, hotel maids, doctors, massage, cowboys, space opera, neighbors, and much, much more....

Nothing is more enchanting than the wonder of a child on Christmas morning....But Hope is not the only one who will experience the magic of the holidays. Santa has never been hotter! A sexy island getaway for New Year’s gives Brie a chance to reach new heights of pleasure. Entranced by the throes of bliss, she has no idea the devastating storm that is brewing. As she steels herself for the battle ahead, Brie experiences the sweetest surrender in the arms of her Master.

Starved for affection, young Piper Delaney surrenders her life to a master. But there is no love...only abuse. She’s told she can’t leave because she signed the slave contract. Years later, beaten and starving, she hears an English dom say the contract’s illegal. Unenforceable. And she runs.

I didn’t want to be paired with her. The perfect, crushable blossom who looks like she will safe-word after one stroke of my cane. The former roommate of my bratva brother’s new wife. I won’t fall for her eagerness to please. Her steady submission. But when she takes all, I dish out, it becomes increasingly clear: she belongs to me now.

The Onyx Brotherhood offers me everything: money, resources, and the chance to pursue my research outside of the law. The ancient secret society shapes the world, but there's a dark price to join. All Brothers must choose a Ward. A captive woman to own, punish, and train to perfect submission. If I refuse or she fails to perform at my initiation ceremony, I'm dead. Eve is sweet, naive, and addictive. My obsession grows until she's all I can think about. I watch her from the shadows and imagine her chained at my feet. I can't do this to my beautiful girl.

I never lived a day until he came along and found me… Forced to compete for our Chapter Lord’s hand in marriage, I silently pray through each and every ritual that I will not be chosen. But when my nightmare becomes a reality, my life turns into nothing short of hell. My dear Lord husband chose me because he needs an heir. He doesn’t care for my needs, he doesn’t even see me as a person. I’m a thing to own, a vessel to use. But amongst the horror there’s one shining light; Devin. One of my Chapter Guards. I’m not meant to look at him, let alone know his name.

Lucas McKnight is a famous hockey player and actor who just can't seem to keep his head in the game... Until he meets a mystery woman on Valentine's Day in a red mask. Will she be his lucky charm? Or will those pucks keep missing the net?

They broke me. Abused me. Treated me like trash and left me to die… A dark, sexy, revenge romance. I survived everything they put me through and when my brother came back from the dead, I thought it was over. I thought I could move on. Except they’re still here, in Verona, they’re still living free and with every day that passes I feel that insult more and more. And my abusers aren’t just going to trust I’ll keep my mouth shut. They start stalking me, start trying to turn my own family against me and then it’s game on.

His name is Maxen Ashley Colchester, and he swore a duty to his country. Then, he swore his heart to them. They say that every tragic hero has a fatal flaw, a secret sin, a tiny extra stitch sewn into his future since birth. And here Ash is, President of the United States, a king who was foolish enough to build his kingdom on the bones of the past. His sins are no longer secret. His flaws have never been more fatal. And he's never been closer to tragedy than he is now.

The seven deadly sins keep high profiles in the Big Apple: Lust runs brothels, Sloth’s a media streamer…you get the picture. Pride, though, he’s more mysterious. You might know him as Lucifer—temptation irresistibly embodied. The paparazzi are dying for some burning-hot gossip. So when someone publishes my scathing but private rant about him, they eat it up. And now my job is on the line. After all, he is my boss.

I am sex. I have built my image, client by client. I call myself successful because they call me mistress. It doesn't matter who I am involved with. My arrangements always start with a contract. No exceptions. Until them. The sweet couple walked into my class and shook everything up. Luke wants to be dominated. His wife, Camila wants to dominate. Who am I to say no to a couple who is eager to learn? Except contracts aren't made to protect feelings, especially the ones I never saw coming. They have what I want—what I've been missing. But I'm what they want. Can I let them in?

It was Halloween, my favorite time of the year. I had my dream job as a tattoo artist, a loyal best friend, and an ex who happily tended to my needs without complicating our arrangement with feelings. Everything was going great until Devil’s Night when the masked man watched me from the shadows like a predator stalking his next meal, and that’s what I was: his prey. Like any natural-born predator, he was bloodthirsty, staking his claim to me before I could see the face behind his mask. He wasn’t afraid to kill for a bite of what he craved.