Alpha Lords

When Rowan inherited control of her pack upon her father's death, she vowed never to marry, and many a suitor has since been sent home disappointed. But Alaric of Ravenscar is no suitor.... He is a warlord, never defeated in battle, and he has come to take what he wants. He means to conquer not just Rowan's lands but her beautiful virgin body as well, and her efforts to defy him merely result in her being mounted and claimed with her well-spanked bare bottom still burning. Soon, Alaric will mark her as his mate, but first she will be thoroughly and shamefully mastered.

Gareth of Ravenscar has always been skeptical of leaving it to fate to provide him with a mate, but everything changes when a feisty little human awakens an undeniable need within him. Though she is a servant to one, Sloan has no desire to be the mate of a wolf, especially one as gruff and demanding as Gareth. But can she resist the call of the alpha fate has chosen for her?

Ruari of Clan Dundalk knew Arielle was his mate as soon as he set eyes on her, but he had planned to court her properly. When she arrives in his lands as an uninvited stowaway, however, he decides it is time for this beautiful, headstrong female to be taught her place over his knee. As she is led to her new mate's castle naked, blushing, and sore, with only a sheet to hide her helpless arousal, Arielle's fury at being bared and spanked is exceeded only by her desperate need to be thrown to the ground and ravaged by the brute who just punished her so shamefully.

For centuries, Emma has sought to keep herself from being bound to a mate, immortal or otherwise. But Jean-Cristophe is an alpha wolf, and he will take what belongs to him. She will be claimed, marked, and ravaged until she screams his name, even if that means first stripping her bare and spanking her until she is sore, sobbing, and shamefully in need.

Struggling to find her place in a pack where she once answered only to the alpha, Bridget sets out on her own. But when she encounters a creature she thought had disappeared from the world long ago, she must confront the shocking reality that one of the ancient dragons has awoken.

She will be claimed and bred, but first she must be tamed. Only one thing could have awakened Kellan from long centuries of sleep. The scent of his mate. Míorúilt has the blood of dragons in her veins and taming her will be no easy task, but Kellan wouldn't want it to be. While he slumbered, he dreamed of how sternly and shamefully he will punish her defiance and how thoroughly he will claim and ravage her beautiful virgin body. Now it is time.

When Duncan awoke from long centuries of sleep, Aurora was waiting for him, ready to strike him down and avenge her ancestors. But the Lord of the Sky is not so easy to kill, and she ended up punished, sore, and screaming with every helpless climax as he ravaged her mercilessly. But the ancient beast didn't just strip her bare, spank her until she was soaked and sobbing, and then use her as savagely and shamefully as he pleased. He did much more than that.

An arrowhead forged in dragon fire should have killed the beast Caitlyn came to slay, but she missed. Perhaps, her aim was poor...or perhaps her body knew its master and betrayed her. Either way, it doesn't matter now. She is at her enemy's mercy, and he is not going to be gentle. She will be spanked until she is sobbing and begging, but the real screaming will begin when the Lord of Fire claims his mate, ravaging her quivering body in the way only one of his kind can.