Ten full-length erotic romance novels of Regency and Victorian aristocrats who discipline, milk, and breed the people in their care. Estate libraries and royal chambers fill with bare-handed correction, while queens and duchesses take grown men apart with nothing but a look and a command.This scorching hot bundle contains the following full length erotic novels:Bent Over The Duke’s KneeA duke bends her across his knee in his private chamber and wakes a hunger she nev...

I thought keeping my distance from James would protect me. But the rules he gave me, the curfew that kept me close, only made the pull stronger. I broke it anyway, because needing him feels like the one thing that could finally break me.Now the rejection notice from the family estate sits between us on the porch steps, and he is waiting for me to explain. His voice stays calm when he says I have to answer for it, that his little doesn't get to decide when she follows orders.

The duke arrives at his decision the moment Jane Fielding descends from the carriage, her curvaceous form wrapped in a faded cloak that clings to every curve. Appointed her guardian to protect the Rochester succession, Ciaran feels the weight of his isolation lift only when her eyes lower in deference, stirring the dominant hunger he refuses to name.Yet the formal guardianship cannot contain what rises between them. The unused nursery waits in the evening light, and a rival lurks f...

Gwendolyn twists the single curl against her cheek as Wynn stands behind her at the study desk, his deliberate voice announcing that the evening protocol begins now. The arrangement started as a legal necessity for cohabitation and the family estate, requiring documented submission to his strict daily rules. But each measured correction tightens the hold she cannot admit she craves, turning the required performance into the only place she feels safe enough to yield.His palm rests s...

I keep biting my lip whenever Miles catches me breaking one of his rules, because the last thing a princess should need is a timeout from her guardian, yet here I am waiting for him to notice.Still, the nursery suite pulls at me with its schedule board and that corner where he makes me sit with the new bear until I can admit what I really want from the man who is supposed to guard my claim to the throne.The library door has already locked behind us, and my breath is warm ag...

I fight to keep this home every single day, papers spread across the table and deadlines looming, but Knox's voice cuts through it all when he says it's time for an early bedtime and something in me settles even as I want to argue.He places me in the high chair without hesitation, the tray clicking into place as he brings the sippy cup to my lips, and I take it because his steady presence makes the fear of being left behind fade into nothing. I find my thumb creeping toward my mout...