This four-book collection of steamy stories take pain and pleasure to a whole new level. The rich, dominating alpha males bind, spank, and take innocent young woman in all the ways possible. Outnumbered and outmatched, there's nothing they can do but submit.
April hides her cat ears under a hat and keeps her tail wrapped around her waist. She doesn't want anyone to know what she is. The eighteen-year-old shifter is afraid of her own shadow and just wants to be left alone. That becomes impossible when she catches the eye of her employer and boss, Mateo Kenzo, a powerful Shifter who is used to getting what he wants, when he wants.
When Alpha Werewolf Erik goes on vacation, the last thing he expects to do is fall hard for the most unobtainable young woman in town, an eighteen-year-old Cat-Shifter. She's innocent in the way only the sheltered are, unknowing of how dangerous it is to be outside on her own. She must have a guardian to keep her safe. Otherwise, she would have been ravaged already. He intends to do exactly that.
Bound & Humiliated
Kristy makes the terrible mistake of walking out of her job, the only way for her to pay back the loan sharks that owes. Well, she's going to pay now. The Vampire King wants her and he's not stingy with his attention. Being more than a thousand years old, he's incapable of siring his own children, so he has enlisted the help of a Werewolf Alpha who is more than willing to be of service.
Cruel, Kind Love
Aria loves her Master Darius. The Alpha Werewolf makes sure she wants for nothing and is always ready to do whatever it takes to make her happy. Except let her out of the house. What she doesn't know is that her Master Darius wants her to the point of obsession, wants her entire world to revolve around him and he would go through any length to keep it that way. What he didn't count on is for his twin brother to break into his home and take her.
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“Do you know why some vampires prefer human blood, Kristy?”
“We're delicious?” she answers faintly. She feels lightheaded already. She definitely shouldn't have climbed into the car, no matter how intimidating Peter looks.
He makes an appreciative sound, like he's thinking about it already and she should really stop giving him ideas about eating her. “Yes, and your blood isn't mixed with whichever animal Shifters are half of. Shifter blood tastes and smells like animal blood, you see. Vampire blood tastes stale and recycled. Yours, however, is completely untainted. Completely perfect. Just like you, Kristy.”
She laughs, a little hysterical, hoping the little noise would ease the tension in the car. “Why am I here, Mr. Peter?”
He sits back and leans his head, eyes closing. Ironically, the sudden absence of his intense scrutiny on her body makes her feel more tense. “Have you thought about our proposition, Ms. Kristin?” he asks.
She thinks proposition is the right word. He doesn't want just her blood. He wants her body and soul too. She nods. “I don't— If it's about the money, I'll find another job. I'll keep working. You don't have to worry about that. I'll— I'll pay you back.”
He chuckles. “You can work everyday for the rest of your life and you still wouldn't be able to pay me back everything I'm owed, little one,” he says and reaches into the side pocket by the door of the car, retrieving a stack of papers and then putting them in her lap. “Sign these,” he says, dropping the pen on top. “From today onwards, you belong to me.”
Deep down, she had known this was coming from the day she agreed to take his money. Right now, she's wishing she hadn't signed away her rights so easily, wishes she had looked for alternatives.
It's hard to focus her eyes with the nerves eating away inside her, gnawing uncomfortably under her skin with every inhale. «Should— shouldn’t I read these?» she asks, flipping through the pages without reading anything because her eyes are burning with unshed tears and she's panicking inside, heartbeat going erratic, cold sweat forming on her forehead and fingers trembling so hard that the papers shake in her hands. She has to grip it tighter. Even the paper it's printed on feels expensive.
“You could,” he says. “But you have to sign them afterwards anyways. You're already behind on payment and you don't want to know what happens to people who don't pay me back, love.”
She is a little bit curious about what would happen to people who don't pay him back, but she also doesn't want to risk a demonstration. Things like 'complete surrender of basic rights'.