Résultats pour "Morgan" dans BDSM

Calathea Everhart, once a thriving princess, is now a cursed queen, haunted by a witch's dark promise. After centuries of solitude with only a few stray human companions, she's doomed to watch the life around her grow and change while she stays the same. Outside the border of her lands, a village has come to fear her, claiming a beast lives within the woods, and the only way to appease it is to feed it. Calathea doesn't interfere with humans, at least, not until two brothers venture into the forest. One seeks to slay the beast, the other is intent on breaking her curse.

I was his even before he hunted me down. When Wilder Blackwell bent me over the railing of his private balcony and made me scream his name into the night, I thought he was just the ruthlessly sexy billionaire who already claimed me in the back of his limo. Not the stalker who would kill any man who touches me. Or the brute who hunted me down and spanked my bare ass as I writhed and begged. But by the time he carried me off, I knew he was all three. And that just made me come harder for him.

I'd sworn off men completely, determined to make a name for myself in the culinary world. Yet Hunter Fox who was part owner of the resort and in charge of the restaurants disagreed with every decision I made. Vehemently.

Until today I knew Nico Marciano only as my godfather, the man who provided for me since my father's death when I was a little girl. But when I witnessed a brutal mob killing and my life was put in danger, I quickly discovered that he's also one of the most powerful mafia dons in Sicily.

It’s the night before Christmas, and Noelle is down on her luck…and the holly-jolly spirit. She thinks she’s going to have yet another quiet night alone, sipping spiked eggnog, when a helpful stranger suddenly appears. When she unknowingly invites the notorious Krampus into her home, Noelle’s night takes a sexy turn as he shows her exactly what happens to the girls on Santa’s naughty list.

“I’m Peggy by name and Peggy by nature,” the dominatrix said as she bent him over. Darren looked up at the sexy yet terrifying woman who towered over him in her thigh-high leather boots. How on earth had his bachelor party stag night ended up like this? And was he really going to submit and let her do that to him?