Heat arrives on its own schedule, and nobody in these books is strong enough to wait it out. Ten full-length erotic romance novels of alphas who knot their omegas through forbidden heats, earls who take brats across their knees, and claims that always end in an heir. The commands here are spoken quietly and obeyed completely, by women and men alike.This scorching hot bundle contains the following full length erotic novels:The She-Alpha Knots Her Forbidden OmegaHis he...

I had built my life around solitary hunts, keeping everyone at arm's length with quiet certainty and a half-smile that revealed nothing.Then Brigid's guarded laughter began to test the armor, and in the rain-slicked alley my fingers closed around her wrist without a word spoken. Water ran between our hands as the dusk settled heavier around us.She had always met my steady gaze with defiance, but the way her pulse raced under my hold told a different story. I had refused the...

The dew-heavy milking parlor at dawn holds more than the scent of warm milk and hay for Harriet Quarles. Nicholas Quinby's partnership is the only way to save her farm, yet his thick forearms and the steady pull of his hands on the animals awaken a craving to feel that same rhythm on her own full breasts, a need she has always refused to name. The risk of losing everything wars with the pull to surrender to him in the same way.His palm settles at her waist in the storage room, unmo...

Edward Ravencroft has Camille Ashton against the cold crates in the armory vault, hands locked over the sealed dossier while the overhead light flickers across the crescent mark on her collarbone. His terse commands demand her submission to the mission, yet the forbidden pull to claim her threatens everything he protects.She meets his authority with sharp defiance born from past betrayals, but her body yields to the rough dominance he can barely restrain. The classified operation l...

The birthmark sits low on my belly like a question I have never dared answer. Merritt stands over me now with the ledger dropped between our hands on the gravel, but his gaze has already moved past the papers. He wants the barn, the seclusion, my body held flat beneath his while he takes what he needs to claim us both.I can feel the restraint in his fingers, the way he will grip my hips and wrists to keep me still until he has filled me and the future is certain. The rival threaten...