Christian was danger personified, a man carved from midnight with a smirk that could unravel a saint. Six-foot-three of lean, predatory muscle, his hair fell in a reckless wave over piercing silver eyes that stripped me bare with a glance.…

“Liar,” he chuckled, dark and low, slipping two fingers beneath the thong to plunge into her cunt, the intrusion rough and perfect, her walls clenching around him as a wildfire erupted in her veins. “This pussy’s dripping for me. You’ve…

He wasn’t wrong. I’d come for him, driven by a need I couldn’t name—a mix of vengeance for a deal gone wrong that cost me more than money, and a primal hunger I couldn’t shake since I’d first heard his…

Kane Maddox stood at the far edge of the room, a dark silhouette against the chaos, his broad shoulders tense beneath a tailored black jacket. His jaw was a hard line, shadowed by a day’s worth of stubble, and his…

The humid air of the underground jazz spot clung to my skin like a lover’s breath, thick with the scent musk, smoke and the undercurrent of raw, unspoken lust. I stood by the bar, one hip cocked against the polished…