BREEDING, REBIRTH, AND DISCIPLINE...
Julie Serafina never expects a lazy nap in an orchard to overturn her old life. That's exactly what happens when a handsome man catches her on his property, and he means business.
Trevor Kershak wears many masks: wealthy rancher, alpha male, and charming stranger. When he invites her back to his ranch house, Julie makes a serious blunder, one that will lead her straight into his grasp and to his bedroom.
At the Kershak ranch, everything isn't as it seems. Young Julie is ready to surrender to his dominant needs. She doesn't realize that Trevor has plans for more than a rough fling – plans that will seal her in his high risk breeding passions forever.
This story contains intense scenes of sweltering domination, impregnation sex, and love born from submission. An erotic romance novelette of over 12,000 words.
“You're a soft girl, Julie. Innocent, sweet, and beautiful,” he said.
Upstairs, he locked her in his embrace, dangerously close to the wide bed he'd shared on her first night there. He covered her mouth with his lips when she tried to speak. The words melted away, forgotten in his volcanic heat – until he moved away again.
“Innocent? You really think I'm that young and inexperienced?”
“You have a lot to learn about me,” he whispered. “We've hardly skimmed the surface of what I'm going to ask you to do. But you're a girl who keeps her promises, aren't you?”
She nodded. In fact, Julie had never been particularly faithful to anything, but the thought of backing out on the arrangement with him horrified her – especially when there were so many nerve twisting rewards.
“Remember, girl, no matter how much the instinct takes control – I'll never let any harm come to you.” He moved his face lower, brushing her cheek with his stubble, fusing his mouth to her neck.
She wondered what he was talking about, until questioning became impossible. Her breath drew in sharp. She gasped when he sucked at her neck, prodding her softest flesh with flicks of his tongue.
Her hips bucked in the air, seeking his hard body. He guided her down to the mattress, not caring that they were moving onto the bed horizontally. That would have to be dealt with later.
In a single burst of motion, he seized her wrists, pinning them down hard enough to make the springs snap below them. His bulk smothered her, sculpted and welcome, like a magnificent god gravitating toward her flesh from above.
“Ohhh...do it, Trevor. Do whatever you want to me.” Julie hoped those were the right words.
She meant them, no matter what it opened her to...