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She thinks I'm seducing her, but this isn't romance. It's something much more shameful. Eden tried to leave the mafia behind, but someone far more dangerous has set his sights on her. Me.

On the run from corrupt men determined to silence me, I sought refuge in his cabin. I ate his food, drank his whiskey, and slept in his bed. But then the big bad bear came home and I learned the hard way that sometimes Goldilocks ends up with her cute little bottom well-used and sore. He stripped me, spanked me, and ravaged me in the most shameful way possible, but then this rugged brute did something no one else ever has before. He made it clear he plans to keep me....

Raven is not one of my kind, but the moment I caught her scent I knew she belonged to me. She is my mate, and when I claim her, it will not be gentle. She can fight me, but her pleas for mercy as she is punished will soon give way to screams of climax as she is mounted and rutted....

Ruger Jameson can buy anything he wants, but that's not the reason I'm his to use, as he pleases. He's a former Army Ranger, accustomed to having his orders followed, but that's not why I obey him. He saved my life after our plane crashed, but I'm not on my knees just to thank him properly. I'm his, because my body knows its master. I do as I'm told, because he blisters my bare backside, every time I dare to do otherwise. I'm at his feet, because I belong to him, and I plan to show it in the most shameful way possible.

With a ruthless, corrupt billionaire after me, Crockett, Dylan, and Wade are just the men I need. Rough men who know how to keep a woman safe...and how to make her scream their names. But the Hell's Fury MC doesn't do charity work, and their help will come at a price. A shameful price. They aren't just going to bare me, punish me, and then do whatever they want with me. They're going to make me beg for it.

When I went undercover to investigate a series of murders with links to Steele Franklin's auction house operation, I expected to be sold for the humiliating use of one of his fellow billionaires. But he wanted me for himself. No contract. No agreed upon terms. No say in the matter at all except whether to surrender to his shameful demands without a fight or make him strip me bare and spank me into submission first. I chose the second option.

I work alongside firefighters, so I know how to handle musclebound roughnecks, but Blaise Tompkins is in a league of his own. The night we met, I threw a glass of wine in his face, then ended up shoved against the wall with my panties on the floor and my arousal dripping down my thighs, screaming out climax after shameful climax with my well-punished bottom still burning. I've got a series of arsons to get to the bottom of, and finding out that the infuriatingly sexy brute who spanked me will be helping me with the investigation seemed like the last thing I needed.

I knew Erik Chenault was dangerous the moment I saw him. Everything about him should have warned me away, from the scar on his face to the fact that mobsters call him Blade. But I was drawn like a moth to a flame, and I ended up burnt...and blushing, sore, and thoroughly used.

I left Missoula to serve my country and came back a bitter, broken man. But when Chastity Garrington made my recovery her personal crusade, I decided I had a mission of my own. Mastering her.

I wanted her, and I always get what I want. Sometimes it just takes a little persuasion.... Her father stole something from the mob and they hired me to get it back, but that's not the real reason Giliana Worthington is locked naked in a cage with her cute bottom well-used and sore. I brought her here so I could take my time enjoying her, showing her all the ways I can make her scream and moan and beg for more as I ravage her helpless, quivering body over and over again. I didn't take her as a hostage. I took her because she is mine.

When I snuck into Montana Cobalt's house, I was looking for help learning to ride like him. What I got was his belt across my bare backside, and then with tears running down my cheeks and arousal dripping onto my thighs, he taught me an even rougher, more shameful lesson. He's agreed to train me, but not just for the rodeo. He's going to show me what it means to be ridden hard and put away wet, and I'll take everything he gives me and then beg him for more.

When Esme Rawlings looks at me, she sees many things. A ruthless mob boss. A key witness to the latest murder in an ongoing turf war. A guardian angel who saved her from a hitman's bullet. But when I look at her, I see just one thing. My mate. She can investigate me as thoroughly as she feels necessary, prying into every aspect of my family's vast mafia empire, but the only truth she really needs to know about me she will learn tonight with her bare bottom burning and her protests drowned out by her screams of climax. I take what belongs to me.

Snow White is a good girl. She knows because everyone tells her so. Her parents, her friends, even her dreamy boss at the ice cream shop. But her good girl ways are put to the test when she encounters a witch, a bear and a magical curse. Now she has one chance to lift the spell, but it will take more than just creative use of ice cream toppings.

Words Garcia Puevos has heard his entire life. But few know the demons lurking inside. As a Missoula Montana smokejumper, he's used to dangerous situations, looking death in the eye more than once. But nothing excites him any longer, the darkness within threatening to derail his life. Laney Cavanaugh has been running for so long she's unsure of who she is any longer. But she adores her life in Missoula, including teaching at a local elementary school. After her past seems to catch up to her, she contemplates leaving everything she holds precious.

Hardened by years spent in prison for a crime he didn't commit, Edmond Montego is no longer the gentle man I remember. When he came for me, he didn't just take me for the very first time.

Hope Gracen was just another target to be tracked down...until I caught her. When I discovered I'd been lied to, I carried her off. She'll tell me the truth with her bottom still burning from my belt, but that isn't why she's here.

When I went to an author convention, I didn't expect to find myself enjoying a rooftop meal with the sexiest cover model in the business, let alone screaming his name in bed later that night.

After serving my country in the Marines, I returned to Missoula determined to live a solitary life. Labeled antisocial, my job as a high mountain tracker suited my needs. When I was tasked to locate another lost hiker, a snowstorm derailed my plans of getting in and out without incident.

Kostya Baranov is an infamous assassin, a man capable of incredible savagery, but when I witnessed a mafia hit he didn't silence me with a bullet. He decided to make me his instead. Taken prisoner and forced to obey or feel the sting of his belt, shameful lust for my captor soon wars with fury at what he has done to me...and what he keeps doing to me with every touch.

Christoff Dupree doesn't strike me as the kind of man who woos a woman gently, so when I saw the flowers on my kitchen table, I knew it wasn't just a gesture of appreciation for saving his life.