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When I pulled Alexsey Dmitriyev from a burning building, I didn't know he was a Russian mafia kingpin... or that he'd soon be asking me out and refusing to take no for an answer. But as he strips me bare and takes off his belt, the only thing on my mind is how hard I'm about to come for him right here and now, bent over the grand piano in the fancy restaurant he bought out for just the two of us tonight. And how much harder I'll come for him once he's carried me off and bound me to his bed.

Protecting her was duty. Claiming her was sin. After her testimony in my courtroom put a cartel hitman behind bars, I didn’t expect to see Valentina Sciascia again, let alone hear her beg and moan and scream my name in bed. But when temptation got the better of me, I didn’t just give in to my darker side. I embraced it. That’s why this good girl spent the night having absolutely sinful things done to her, my hand tight around her throat and her ass sore from my belt as she came until she nearly blacked out. And why she’s mine now.

He's not a man who asks. He's a man who takes. My father is the mayor of Las Vegas, but Mikhail Dmitriyev didn't care. Not when he led me through a posh resort blindfolded before ravaging me in his opulent suite, or when he hunted me down and broke into my apartment so he could strip me naked and spank my bare ass until he was sure I knew better than to keep secrets from him ever again. But as I'm shoved up against the wall, his hands roaming over my body as if he owns it already, I'm not just worried about what this ruthless Russian mafia boss is going to do to me.

Caroline Hargrove thinks she is mine because her father owed me a debt, but that isn't why she is sitting in my car beside me with her bottom sore inside and out. She's wet, well-used, and coming with me whether she likes it or not, because I decided I want her, and I take what I want. As a senator's daughter, she probably thought no man would dare lay a hand on her, let alone spank her thoroughly and then claim her beautiful body in the most shameful ways possible. She was wrong. Very, very wrong. She's going to be mastered, and I won't be gentle about it.

On the ice he's a savage. With me he's a beast. When suspicion arose that bad boy hockey star Saint Masters may be a wolf shifter and I was called in to help with his PR problem, I didn't expect him to kiss me like I belong to him... or to spank my ass red, then carry me off, strip me bare, and make me come so hard I screamed.

First I made her mine. Then I made her my wife. Even standing before me naked with her ass welted, Genevieve Morales looks every bit the ruthless mafia queen she is. But defiant or not, she'll still scream my name as I sink inside her tonight. She'll scream it much louder on our wedding night. A fool would rush to tame a bride like her, but I'm going to savor every moment as she surrenders, bucking and writhing and moaning as she finally gives in and comes hard for me. She already knows she's mine. I'm just going to make her admit it.

The moment they caught my scent, I was theirs. By the time these alpha shifter brutes surrounded me, their breath hot on my sweat-slicked body as they stripped me bare, I'd already tried fleeing and I'd already done my best to fight them off. So as these feral beasts spank my ass red for running and then take turns mounting and rutting me, claiming me more thoroughly with every savage climax, I only have one choice left to make.

Her scent drew me to her, but something deeper and more powerful told me she was mine. Something that would not be denied. Something that demanded I claim her then and there. I took her the way a beast takes his mate. Roughly. Savagely. Without mercy or remorse. She will run, and when she does, she will be punished, but it is not me that she fears. Every quivering, desperate climax reminds her that her body knows its master, and that terrifies her.

Maxwell Powers swept into my life after my father was gunned down, but the moment those piercing blue eyes caught mine, I knew he would be doing more than just avenging his old friend.

I came home to uncover my family's secrets. The darkest of them came for me instead. Three ruggedly gorgeous shifter brutes ready to hunt me down, spank my bare ass red, and then carry me off sore, spent, and shared, with their seed dripping from my thoroughly ravaged body. Because I'm their mate.

Suzette Barker thought she could steal from the most powerful Mafia boss in Philadelphia. My belt across her naked backside taught her otherwise, but as tears run down her cheeks and her arousal glistens on her bare thighs, there is something more important she will understand soon.

Emily Porter saw me kill a man who betrayed my family, and she helped put me behind bars. But someone with my connections doesn't stay in prison long, and she is about to learn the hard way that there is a price to pay for crossing the boss of the King dynasty. A very, very painful price.... She's going to cry for me as I blister that beautiful bottom, then she's going to scream for me as I ravage her over and over again, taking her in the most shameful ways she can imagine. But leaving her well-punished and well-used is just the beginning of what I have in store for Emily.

If you're forced to come to an arrangement with someone as dangerous as Jagger Calduchi, it means he's about to take what he wants, and you'll give it to him...even if it's your body. I got caught snooping where I didn't belong, and Jagger made me an offer I couldn't refuse. A week with him where his rules are the only rules, or his bought-and-paid-for cops take me to jail.

Someone tried to take me. He took me back. The last time I saw Stone Bellows, he spanked my ass red and then claimed me for the first time in the back of his truck, my virgin body writhing beneath him as I came so hard I saw stars. Then my father had the cops run him out of town and he went off and became a Navy SEAL. But now, with his mouth ravaging mine as his calloused hands undress me, I can barely keep myself from moaning at just the thought of him inside me again. Partly because he just rescued me from terrorist kidnappers. But mainly because I've always been his.

I came to Spain hoping to start a new life away from dangerous men, but then, I met Rafael Santiago. Now, I'm not just caught up in the affairs of a mafia boss, I'm being forced into his car. When I saw something I shouldn't have, Rafael took me captive, stripped me bare, and punished me until he felt certain I'd told him everything I knew about his organization...which was nothing at all.

I came here looking for answers. I ended up with three mates instead. His species is supposed to be extinct, but the brute who just shifted into a huge, naked man is not only very much alive, he's visibly ready to ravage me along with two more of these wild beasts. But as they tear my clothes off, spank my bare ass, and take turns mounting and rutting me, my body milking them greedily with every savage climax, I know they're not just claiming me. They're breeding me.

Sierra Fox showed up at my door to ask for my protection, and I gave it to her...for a price. She belongs to me now, and I'm going to use her beautiful body as thoroughly as I please. The only thing for her to decide is how sore her cute little bottom will be when I'm through claiming her. She came to me begging for help, but as her moans and screams grow louder with every brutal climax, we both know that it won't be long before she begs me for something far more shameful.

Treating a mobster shot by a rival’s goons isn’t really my forte, but when a man is powerful enough to have a whole wing of a hospital cleared out for his protection, you do as you’re told. To make matters worse, this isn’t first time I’ve met Giovanni Calduchi. It turns out my newest patient is the stern, sexy brute who all but dragged me back to his hotel room a couple of nights ago so he could use my body as he pleased, then showed up at my house the next day, stripped me bare, and spanked me until I was begging him to take me even more roughly and shamefully.

Bella Winters didn't come to Danger Falls looking for charity, but I'm not the kind of man who leaves a woman out in the cold, even one defiant enough to storm off into a blizzard. That's why I went after her...and why I belted her bare ass once I had her back safe and sound.

When Francesco Arturo helped me escape an unwanted arranged marriage three years ago, I didn't know he was the underboss of the most powerful mafia organization in New York. I was just an eighteen-year-old virgin on the run, and he was the handsome savior mesmerizing me with eyes the color of the Aegean Sea before carrying me off to his bed to make me his. He could have taken my innocence that day, but he didn't. I gave it to him. But this isn't a fairy tale.