Esther King

"Yes, yes."
The moans began to tear through my lips uncontrollably. I couldn't see his facial expressions in the dark, but I knew a smug smile was on his face and his hooded eyes were watching me.
His voice was low, "You like that? Do you like how I touch you like that? You like how I rub your clit with my finger like you're mine?"
I nodded my head continuously, moaning in pleasure, not sure how much longer I could wait before he had his member inside me. He thrusted his fingers in faster, and rubbed my clit with his other hand, "Yeah. Come on. I love the little moans you make when I'm teasing you."
I struggled to put the words together, "P-p-please stop teasing me. Put it in—" an outrageous cry, "I want to feel it so bad. I want to—"
A gasp escaped my lips as he slammed his dick in. My brain curled up like wilted leaves. I parted my legs even wider and he completely leaned into me. Too heavy to hold, and too light not to. He began thrusting. The thrust getting deeper and harder with each stroke. In me. Nonstop. I wrapped my feet around his back so he couldn't get away.
Travelling back to the town where she was born, Rebecca Lewis had a toe to toe argument with the most ruthless bastard in the city; little did she know that her not-so-clever act would put her in danger.
14 days. One mansion. One bed. One not-so-innocent man. What could go wrong?

So fucking deep inside me! I love your big cok! It fills me up so gooood!”
“You like that? You like that? Huh? Feeling my tight pussy squeezing your fucking big dik?”
“So good! So good! You’re making me cum so hard!”
You know, shit like that.
Sam rode herself to three screaming orgasms, climaxes I can’t take much credit for. I just sort of lay there and let her use me like a living dildo. My greatest contribution to that round was simply my ability to NOT bust my nut, and the primary reason for that accomplishment was Belle sucking a load out of me before dinner, right after I’d agreed to let her come watch. But I couldn’t last forever, not with a gorgeous girl gyrating against my groin saying erotic shit like that and bending over every now and again to smother my face with her massive breasts. So when my neck muscles got tense, and when I started clenching my teeth in an effort to hold on just a little longer, Sam grinned and glanced over at Belle.
"You wanna see him blow a massive load all over my big tits?”
A Virgin high school teenager is the 'safe' guy friends for six beautiful, busty babes. The girl flirt and tease him, but aren't going to ruin their friendships by crossing the line of physical intimacy. But then one day, things start to change.

"You’re not a monster, Feyre,” Kael whispered, his hand brushing her scarred cheek. “But you’ll need to become one to take back what’s yours.”
Feyre was abandoned in the forest as a child and taken in by the BlackOak Clan’s alpha and his wife, who raised her as their own. But her happiness shatters when the Luna dies, her foster brother Kayden disappears, and her father remarries his former mistress, bringing her cruel son, Kane, into their home.
Bullied and ostracized, Feyre’s life turns to hell when her father dies, and she’s blamed for his death. Worse, she discovers her mate is Kane—the stepbrother who has tormented her for years.
Trapped, orphaned, and surrounded by enemies, Feyre must fight to survive in a pack that wants her gone. Her only hope lies in an unlikely ally, Kael—a soldier from an enemy clan whose loyalty is torn between his people and the girl he can’t seem to forget.
As darkness closes in, Feyre must decide whether to embrace the fury inside her or let her enemies destroy her. The bond she never wanted may be her downfall—or her salvation.
Perfect for fans of dark romance, fierce heroines, and redemption born from fire.