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He doesn't make offers. He makes demands. I should have known better. His proposition was shameful. So shameful I threw my drink in his face when I heard it. Then I saw the look in his eyes, and I knew I'd made a mistake. I fought as he bared me and begged as he spanked me, but it didn't matter. All I could do was moan, scream, and climax helplessly for him as he took everything he wanted from me. By the time I signed the contract, I was already his.

For centuries, we have hidden our feral nature, our brute strength, and our carnal instincts. Now, when the savagery of one of our kind risks exposing us all, we should be even more circumspect. But this human is my mate, and nothing will keep me from claiming and ravaging her. She is mine to tame and protect, and if my belt doesn't teach her to obey, then she'll learn her place in a much more shameful fashion. Either way, her surrender will be as complete as it is inevitable.

The first time I saw Austin, he was hitchhiking. I stopped to give him a lift, but I didn't end up taking this big, rough former marine wherever he was heading. He was far too busy taking me. When Francesca Montgomery pulled up beside me, I didn't know who she was, but I knew what she needed, and I gave it to her. Long, hard, and thoroughly, until she was screaming my name as she climaxed over and over with her quivering bare bottom still sporting the marks from my belt.

Alexandra is a senator's daughter, used to mingling in the company of the rich and powerful, but tonight, she will learn that there are men who play by different rules. Men like me. I could romance her. I could seduce her and then carry her gently to my bed. But that can wait. Tonight I'm going to wring one ruthless climax after another from her quivering body with her bottom burning from my belt and her throat sore from screaming. She will know she is mine before she even knows she is my bride.

Bella Winters didn't come to Danger Falls looking for charity, but I'm not the kind of man who leaves a woman out in the cold, even one defiant enough to storm off into a blizzard. That's why I went after her...and why I belted her bare ass once I had her back safe and sound.

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.

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.

Stone Keeler is a six-foot-four hunk who could win any girl’s heart and then make her scream in bed, but as he claimed my quivering body for the first time the look in his eyes was terrifying. It was dark and savage, as if at any moment he might lose control completely and take me like a beast takes his mate, mounting and rutting me and marking me as his with every brutal climax.

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.

As Liam McGinty's belt lashes my bare backside, it isn't the burning sting or the humiliating awareness that my body's surrender is on full display for this ruthless mobster that shocks me. It's the fact that this isn't a scene from one of my books. I almost can't process the fact that I'm really riding in the back of a luxury SUV belonging to the most powerful Irish mafia boss in New York—the man I've written so much about—with my cheeks blushing, my bottom sore inside and out, and my arousal soaking the seat beneath me.

Plenty of men who thought they could put me in my place have learned the hard way that I was more than they could handle, and when Jake showed up I was sure he would be no different. I was wrong. When I pushed him, he bared and spanked me in front of a bar full of people. I should have let it go at that, but I couldn't. That's why he's taking off his belt....

The moment I saw her picture, I knew she was mine. After years in prison for a crime I didn't commit, the last thing I should be doing is tracking down a woman whose name I was never supposed to know, let alone kidnapping her. But I've put the angel who made my life worth living again in danger, and I'm going to keep her safe whether she likes it or not, even if that means carrying her off and claiming her like a beast. Because even if she doesn't know it yet, she's always been mine.

He didn't just come to ravage me. He came to claim me. When the fearsome alien warrior who invaded my dreams came for me in the flesh, he did more than just spank my bare ass and then make me scream his name as he mounted and rutted me. He marked me as his.

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.

Sierra Fox showed up at my door to ask for my protection, and I gave it to her...for a price. She belongs to me now, and I'm going to use her beautiful body as thoroughly as I please. The only thing for her to decide is how sore her cute little bottom will be when I'm through claiming her. She came to me begging for help, but as her moans and screams grow louder with every brutal climax, we both know that it won't be long before she begs me for something far more shameful.

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....

Isabella Adams is a brilliant scientist, but her latest discovery has made her a target of Russian assassins. I've been assigned to protect her, and when her reckless behavior puts her in danger, she'll learn in the most shameful of ways what it means to be under the command of a Marine.

Wrecking my cheating ex's truck with a bat might have made me feel better...if the one I went after had actually belonged to him, instead of to the burly roughneck currently taking off his belt. Now I'm bent over in a parking lot with my bottom burning as this ruggedly sexy bastard and his two equally brutish friends take turns reddening my ass, and I can tell they're just getting started.

After she was kidnapped in broad daylight, I was hired to bring Willow Cavanaugh home, but as the daughter of a wealthy family, she's used to getting what she wants rather than taking orders.

Suzette Barker thought she could steal from the most powerful Mafia boss in Philadelphia. My belt across her naked backside taught her otherwise, but as tears run down her cheeks and her arousal glistens on her bare thighs, there is something more important she will understand soon.