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Forced Submission Series by Alexa Riley – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.wownovels.com Fri, 30 Jul 2021 23:21:40 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=7.0.1 http://www.wownovels.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/09/favicon.png Forced Submission Series by Alexa Riley – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.wownovels.com 32 32 Taking What’s Necessary (Forced Submission #9) Read Online Alexa Riley http://www.wownovels.com/taking-whats-necessary-forced-submission-9-read-online-alexa-riley Fri, 30 Jul 2021 23:08:20 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/taking-whats-necessary-forced-submission-9-read-online-alexa-riley Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Novella, Romance Authors: Alexa Riley Series: Forced Submission Series by Alexa Riley
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Total pages in book: 10
Estimated words: 9001 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 45(@200wpm)___ 36(@250wpm)___ 30(@300wpm)

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Read Online Books/Novels:	Taking What's Necessary (Forced Submission #9)
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Going to the doctor is part of every woman’s routine health check. But Penny isn’t prepared for just how thorough Dr. Maverick is going to be. Dr. Maverick is having a busy day, but when he finds the wrong patient in his exam room, he decides she’s going to get extra-special treatment. After all, he’s only doing what’s necessary. WARNING! It’s been a while, but we finally have the perfect book to finish out the Forced Submission Series! Just like all the others in this series, this book contains situations involving forced submission and dubious consent. These themes can be triggers for some but sweet candy to others. If you’re willing to hold off judgment until the final page, the ending is worth it! WE PROMISE!
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Chapter One

Penny

I absolutely hate going to the gyno. Once a year I summon the courage to make the appointment because I know it’s for my health. But could there possibly be anything more cringeworthy than getting down there looked at by a stranger?

I’ve been going to the same one for the past three years, and I was just starting to get used to the idea that Dr. Sweet would be the only other person besides me to see all my business. Then I get a call this morning telling me Dr. Sweet has retired and she has someone new taking over her cases.

My stomach has been in knots since that call, but I keep telling myself to relax. It’s just a quick exam to make sure all my lady bits are in the right place, and then it’s over for another year.

When I pull into the parking lot I turn off my car and close my eyes. I let out one long breath and then straighten my shoulders. I can do this.

The office is nice and new with modern furnishings and large windows. There’s a water feature in the corner and serene music playing in the distance. Everything about this space is designed to make me calm, but I’m not even close.

The lady at the front desk beams at me as I go up to the counter. “Hey, Ms. Night,” she says, and I give her a tight smile. They are always so good about remembering me, and I try not to let my nerves get the best of me.

“Hey, Joanne. It’s good to see you again.”

“We’re actually running a little ahead so it’s good you’re here early.”

I’d come early to my appointment to try and acclimate, but as the nurse opens the side door I realize that I’m not going to have that luxury.

“Hi, Ms. Night, come on back,” she says as she holds the door open for me.

“Thanks,” I say, and even I can hear the tremble in my voice.

She takes me down the hallway, and I’m not really paying attention to what she’s saying until I get to the exam room.

“Dr. Maverick will see you in just a moment,” she says, then closes the exam room door and leaves me to it.

“Don’t be nervous,” I tell myself as I place my purse on the chair and begin to undress.

I hurry to take off my clothes and tuck my underwear inside my folded shorts. I don’t know why I’m so embarrassed about the doctor seeing my panties when they’re about to see my vagina.

Grabbing the gown off the bed, I slip it on with the opening in the front. I take the paper cover and hold on to it as I lie back on the exam table and drape it over my lap. I know they’re going to ask me to scoot my ass all the way down to the edge of the table where I’m practically falling off, but I’m not going to do that until they make me.

Listening to the second on the clock tick, I concentrate on breathing. It’s actually kind of relaxing, and I feel the tension in my body recede as I think happy thoughts.

Just when I think I’m about to drift off, the door to the exam room opens, and I bolt straight up.

“Did I wake you?” the doctor asks, and I blink slowly at him.

Oh. My. God.

It’s a guy. It’s a hot guy. It’s a very hot guy. He’s got broad shoulders and is thick all the way down. His hair is dark with a sprinkle of gray at the temples, and he’s wearing dark-rimmed glasses. His white doctor’s coat says Dr. Maverick, and I swallow hard.

“I’m Dr. Maverick. I’m taking over for Dr. Sweet since she retired.”

He looks down at his chart and then his brows furrow. He looks back up, and his eyes move down to my gown and bare legs. I feel shy under his gaze, because I’ve never seen a doctor this hot before and of course he’s going to look at my vagina.

“Why don’t you tell me your name?” he says as he places the chart behind him on the table and crosses his arms over his chest.

“Penny,” I say softly as I try not to fidget.

The way he’s standing isn’t exactly intimidating, it’s just that he takes up so much space. He’s big and wide, and my eyes travel down to his legs. His dress pants are stretched tight, and I can see just how thick his thighs are. I look away quickly, trying to get these dirty thoughts out of my head.

“And what can I do for you today, Penny?”

He says my name like a caress, and it feels like warm water rolling down my back. I hold back a shiver and swallow hard.

“I’m scheduled for my yearly exam.” I nod to the chart that he’s got on the table behind him.

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Taking What’s Envied Read Online Alexa Riley (Forced Submission #8) http://www.wownovels.com/taking-whats-envied-8-read-online-alexa-riley Sun, 25 Jun 2017 13:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/taking-whats-envied-8-read-online-alexa-riley Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Erotic, Romance Authors: Alexa Riley Series: Forced Submission Series by Alexa Riley
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Total pages in book: 12
Estimated words: 11418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 57(@200wpm)___ 46(@250wpm)___ 38(@300wpm)

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Allison and Max are spending a quiet evening alone. Or so they think. When an intruder breaks into their house, they’re not prepared for the demands he makes. Rocky knows exactly what he wants, and he isn’t going to let anything get in his way. Including a fence and a few simple locks. For one night he’s going to do as he pleases...but will one night be enough? Warning: This is the eighth book in the Forced Submission series, but they can all be read as stand-alones. These books contain situations involving forced submission and dubious consent. These themes can be triggers for some but sweet candy for others. If you're willing to hold off judgment until the last page, the ending is worth it, we promise! Just remember, this is all safe, sane, and consensual. Enjoy!
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Chapter One

Rocky

It’s so dark I can hardly see my hand in front of my face. But I don’t dare turn on the lights. This neighborhood is full of rich assholes, and my beat-up old truck sticks out like a sore thumb. I was worried about making it through the security gate at the front, but luck was on my side. There was no one there, and one little pop with my screwdriver and I was in.

The streets are already empty this time of night, but it’s not really even that late. As I ride by homes with their lights on I can see families sitting around tables eating dinner, or watching TV, relaxing for the evening. At one time I envied that kind of simple life, but not anymore. I’m different now, and I want different things. Things that I shouldn’t. That’s why I’m here.

I turn down a street and drive toward the back of the subdivision. It gets even darker as I go, because there are fewer houses this far out. This is a nice quiet neighborhood with new construction going on all over the place. It’s how I found it to begin with. I was out here working a job one day and saw something that caught my eye. They really should be more careful about what they let in here.

Smiling to myself, I make the last turn and go down the long driveway. I turn off my truck and coast the last little bit until I’m in front of the house. It’s dark, but I can see a light on upstairs and my cock begins to throb. That’s the bedroom.

As quietly as I can, I ease out of my truck and silently shut the door behind me. There are no automatic lights as I go around the side of the house and to the back yard. A fence runs along the length of it, but there’s no lock on that either. The suburbs give people the illusion they’re safe.

When I go around the back I see the sliding glass door is open, with the screen is covering it to let the cool summer air inside. That’s not all it’s letting in tonight. Silently, I open the screen and step inside before closing it behind me. For good measure, I close the glass door, too, flipping the lock so that no one else can disturb us. I’ve been thinking about this for a long time, and I want to enjoy every second of it.

I take the rope out of my back pocket and hold it loosely in my hand. I have to act quickly if I want this to go my way. I quietly but swiftly head for the stairs. When I get to the first one, I slip my shoes off so I can move as silently as possible. I take the stairs one at a time, listening for even the slightest sound.

When I’m about halfway up, I hear voices, but I don’t stop. I keep going until I’m at the top and I can see the light coming from under the door at the end of the hall. As I step closer, the voices grow louder and I realize they’re not talking.

“Fuck, Max, that’s it. Oh god, right there.” I pause outside the door as my excitement ratchets up a notch.

The sounds of slapping skin and grunting roll over me and I can imagine the pretty blonde on the other side of the door taking a dick. I rub my hand over my cock, feeling how tight my jeans are. Goddamn, I can’t wait any longer.

Reaching down, I turn the knob and push the door open slowly. When I step inside the room I can see her flat on her back with her man on top of her, balls deep. It smells like pussy in here, and I inhale the sweet fragrance. I even stand there for a moment watching them, letting them have their fun before I begin.

The room is big, and so is the bed. They’re in the middle of it and the blankets are on the floor in a pile nearby. She looks like she’s covered in a fine sheen of sweat and his back ripples with every thrust. They’ve been fucking for a while, and envy pools in my balls.

“Harder, Max,” she moans, and he gives it to her.

I have to wipe the corner of my mouth as the headboard thumps. Fuck, she likes it rough.

He’s a big guy, but I can take him. I loosen the rope and wind it around my hands, and I steady myself for the attack. Her moans are getting louder and I can tell she’s about to cum, and I can’t let her do that. Not yet.

Right before she goes off, I make my move and leap onto the bed.

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Taking What’s Owed Read Online Alexa Riley (Forced Submission #7) http://www.wownovels.com/taking-whats-owed-7-read-online-alexa-riley Thu, 26 Jan 2017 01:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/taking-whats-owed-7-read-online-alexa-riley Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic Authors: Alexa Riley Series: Forced Submission Series by Alexa Riley
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Total pages in book: 9
Estimated words: 8122 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 41(@200wpm)___ 32(@250wpm)___ 27(@300wpm)

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They say running is good for your health. But Marley finds out that it’s the most dangerous thing she’s ever done. Harrison knows exactly what he wants and what’s owed to him. She thinks she’s safe out here alone, but she’s never been in more danger. WARNING! Welcome back to the Forced Submission series. Just like before, these books contain situations involving forced submission and dubious consent. These themes are triggers for some but sweet candy for others. If you’re willing to hold off judgment until the last page, the ending is worth it, we promise!
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Chapter One

Marley

Fuck running.

Britney Spears is blasting in my ears telling me that I need to work bitch, but my thighs are burning and I can’t breathe. I can literally feel the bounce of my ass with each stride on the pavement. Sweat is pouring down my face and back, and I wanted to give up four minutes ago. But I keep on pushing as I visualize the wedding dress I need to fit into this spring.

I never thought I’d want a big fancy wedding, but it’s important to Teddy. He says he wants to give me a fairy tale, and I can’t say that didn’t melt my resolve a little. Having the man you love, the man of your dreams, say he wants to dress you up and show you off to the whole town is pretty special.

Why doesn’t anyone talk about boob sweat? I’ve got on a bra with a sports bra over the top of it, and I’m still jiggling. I’m not the right size to be a runner, but I keep thinking this is what fit people do.

Teddy would be pissed if he knew I was out here on the trail alone. The sun isn’t even up yet, but it’s summertime in Florida, and I’ve got to do it before it’s a thousand degrees outside. It’s not even six a.m. and I’m already drenched.

My thighs rub together and I know it’s going to burn later when I get in the shower. God, I’m exhausted, but I’m so close to being finished.

“Wedding dress, wedding dress, wedding dress,” I chant to myself as Eminem tells me to lose myself.

The park is pretty well lit, and it’s close to the highway. There’s a perimeter loop trail that’s only partially in the woods, so for the most part, I’ve got a visual of everything around me. I can see the parking lot in the distance and as soon as I hit that, I can stop. The last part of the trail is covered in trees and the shaded canopy provides a cool-down right before I reach my car.

Even the faded light from the sunrise darkens as I enter the woods, and the cool, crisp smell of morning fills my tired lungs. Relief is so close, and I push my shaking legs to sprint the last of the trail, trying desperately to end this fresh hell I’ve chosen to put my body through.

It’s taken every ounce of strength in me to get to this point, and I’m so close I can almost taste the celebratory latte I’m going to get on the way home.

But I don’t make it.

The earbuds, cranked as loud as they can go, drown out the sound of the man coming up behind me. I didn’t hear his grunts or heavy footfalls as he came after me. The focus I had on my car up ahead distracted me from noticing the second car in the parking lot. My sore body was my sole focus as big strong arms wrapped around me.

My feet leave the ground as air is squeezed from my lungs. At first I’m shocked, but then panic registers immediately. I don’t have breath to scream, and just as I try to inhale, a hand clamps over my mouth.

I’m wrestled off the trail as my tired legs kick and twist and my arms fight uselessly at my sides. I try to call on all those serial killer documentaries I’m obsessed with to think of what to do next. I know I can’t go to a second location, and while terror and adrenaline are pumping through my veins, I try to focus.

My cries against his hand are completely useless, and it’s not like I have the breath to do it any louder. I’m exhausted from my run, but I’m covered in sweat and try to use that to my advantage.

Turning my face from side to side I try to bite the man’s hand. My earbuds have come out and now the only sound I can hear is his heavy breathing.

“Quit that,” he growls in my ear, his voice so deep it causes me to freeze.

I look around and notice he’s got me off on the side of the trail, just at the edge of the woods. I’m not a big girl by any means, and this guy has got me a good two feet off the ground. My kicks are useless as he continues to walk me towards the trees, and my brain blanks on what to do next. Am I supposed to conserve my energy for an escape, or do I fight right now? Everything I swore I would remember if something like this happened is gone and now I don’t know what the hell to do.

The thick evergreens are still dark in the early hours, and as he carries me into them chills break out across my arms.

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Taking What’s Mine Read Online Alexa Riley (Forced Submission #1) http://www.wownovels.com/taking-whats-mine-1-read-online-alexa-riley Sat, 30 Apr 2016 13:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/taking-whats-mine-1-read-online-alexa-riley Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, New Adult Authors: Alexa Riley Series: Forced Submission Series by Alexa Riley
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Total pages in book: 10
Estimated words: 11563 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 58(@200wpm)___ 46(@250wpm)___ 39(@300wpm)

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ISBN/ ASIN:	B0103J7IMK
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Alone at night in the middle of nowhere. The town sheriff pulls me over. I should be safe. I'm not. Nothing could have prepared me for what he had planned. And my darkest desires should have remained a secret. But it seems he knows everything about me. I'm his now, and only I will do. Warning: This book contains situations involving forced submission and dubious consent. The hero is obsessed beyond control. Nothing can stop him from the only woman he'll ever have. These themes are triggers for some but sweet candy for others.
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CHAPTER ONE

COLTON

My dick pushes against the front of my uniform pants at knowing what’s coming, and I don’t mean my cock. Today I get a taste of my sweet little Rose. I’ve been planning this for weeks. I laugh at the thought of the word “planning.” Planning is putting it mildly. It’s more like obsessing, and invading my every thought. Being sheriff of Kirksville, Nebraska, only makes this that much easier to do.

I don’t care how much she fights this; I know she wants it. I hope she fights; it will only make my cock harder and her submission so much sweeter. By the end of this weekend, she’ll know who she belongs to. Her life will begin and end with me, and I’ll take nothing less.

Glancing over, I pick up the naked pictures I took of her. It’s easy to slip the little camera around her bedroom and bathroom, without her knowing. Of course I always have my eyes on her; she’s mine, after all. She’s been mine since the day I first saw her. A fresh-faced second-grade teacher over at the elementary school. So innocent and pure. She needs me just as much as I need her. I can protect her, because if anyone else felt a tenth of what I did for her – I squeeze the pictures in my hand just thinking about anyone else wanting her. I grind my teeth together in anger. No one else can have her.

The photos range from her in the shower, a few of her changing out of her clothes, and one of her masturbating. In that picture she’s tempting me with her pussy, making me want it. My blood boils thinking that it wasn’t me making her cum, even if that someone else was her. It’s crazy that I’m jealous she got herself off, but it doesn’t matter at this point, because I’ve gone past crazy when it comes to her. There is no going back. At least I know what she was thinking about when she touched herself. Innocent and pure little Rose has dirty fantasies. I’ve read all about them in her diary she thought she’d hidden away so well. I’m going to give her what she wants, even if she begs me to stop, and trust me, there will be all kinds of begging. I can already hear her pleas in my mind, making pre-cum leak from my cock.

Kissing one of the photos, I stack them back together and place them in my glove box with her diary. I slide out of my cruiser, closing the car door behind me, with a smile on my face. She walked right into my trap.

Each day when she leaves the school, she takes the same route home. In the country, many of the houses are spread out and hers is one of them. She takes a shortcut, but the road she uses is all farmland and not paved. It’s just loose gravel that cracks under my boots as I eat up the distance to her.

The summer just started and today was her last day until the next school year begins. I knew she’d be working late, and I used it to my advantage. I’ve waited long enough for this day, and she’s going to make it up to me with her pussy, her mouth, her ass, and her complete submission. I’ve been hanging on to a thin rope with her, and I can feel myself cracking. I need to touch her, bury myself inside her, and cool some of the raging desire she causes.

She did this to me. Never in my whole life have I felt this need for someone. She woke this beast inside me, and she’s going to take him. Only she will do. Since the day I first saw her, the thought of another woman only pisses me off. She worked her way into my system, and now she’s going to stay and give me what I need. What we both need. She’s going to wrap her sweet mouth around me, and milk all this lust from my body. I’m going to fill up every one of her holes until she’s dripping with my cum, then maybe I can calm down.

When I reach her car door, I give two hard knocks to her window, forcing her to roll it down. Her big sea-green eyes look up at me, her bottom lip pouting, and it drives me crazy. Her whole look says “innocent,” and I can’t wait to turn her into my little slut. The things she’s going to do to me, for me – and no one will ever know. It will be a piece of her that only I possess.

“Sir?” The single word seems to stroke my whole body.

“Ma’am, I’m going to need you to step out of the car.” Without waiting for a response, I reach my hand in through the window to open it from the inside, making the lock pop up and the door open. Tentatively she unhooks her seatbelt and steps out of the car. She’s hesitant, but complies. Her sweet vanilla smell fills my lungs as she exits the vehicle, and it’s all I can do not to lean in. I don’t give her much room, so she has to sidestep me and slide further down the side of her car so I can slam the door shut.

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Taking What’s Hers Read Online Alexa Riley (Forced Submission #3) http://www.wownovels.com/taking-whats-hers-3-read-online-alexa-riley Sat, 30 Apr 2016 01:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/taking-whats-hers-3-read-online-alexa-riley Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, New Adult Authors: Alexa Riley Series: Forced Submission Series by Alexa Riley
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Total pages in book: 11
Estimated words: 11974 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 60(@200wpm)___ 48(@250wpm)___ 40(@300wpm)

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Language:	English
ISBN/ ASIN:	B0134ZL1M8
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We've all been that girl. Maybe you did a little social media stalking to check him out. Maybe you just drove by his house to see if he was home. Maybe you took it a step further and followed him once or twice. We've all gone a little crazy over a guy before. I went a little crazy. That's how Archer Ware ended up tied to the bed. I should probably feel bad about it, and maybe once I get what I want, I will. But right now he's mine, and that's all I care about. This isn't the forced submission story you're used to. Valentina will stop at nothing to have the man she wants, and Archer can only take what she gives. Warning: This book contains an obsessed heroine at threat-level red, a sexy billionaire with a secret of his own, and a story so hot, firefighters can't put out the flames. Not responsible if firefighters show up looking to help you out.
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CHAPTER ONE

VALENTINA

I feel like I’m starving, and he’s going to feed me. I don’t care what the consequences are, he’ll be mine until someone takes him from me. I want a piece of him that I can have forever. Half of him, half of me.

Running my hand over my stomach, I think about what it will be like to carry his child. If everything goes as planned, I’ll find out soon enough.

Checking my watch, I see that he should arrive home at any moment. Friday night is his guys’ night at Sarajevo Lounge. I always know where he’s at because I’ve got his password and access to his itinerary, and I always have it pulled up on my phone. It’s not my fault his dimwit secretary typed it in when I was standing behind her at her desk.

I thought just knowing where he was all the time based on his itinerary would be enough. I thought I could stop following him, but it didn’t work. Night after night I found myself tailing him after work to see where he was going. Not that he ever noticed.

I’ve been interning at his office for six months now, and I’m barely a blip on his radar. He consumes my every thought, and I don’t think he even knows my name. I remember the first time I met him; there was no way you could miss him. The man is huge, standing at six feet four, filling out his suit impressively. His dark brown hair looks midnight black in the right lighting, but what caught my attention were his crystal blue eyes. Sometimes I thought he could see through me with them, but if that was true I wouldn’t be here right now. He’d have seen me coming.

I got the internship at his investment company, Ware Holdings, doing various things around the office for the executives. As the days ticked by, I seemed to be scheduled on his agenda more than others—from taking notes in his meetings to running reports, or just going over his schedule with him during lunch.

I’d gotten to know him over the months, and my obsession only grew. I’d never felt this way about someone before, and it drove me crazy that he didn’t really notice me. When he did pay me attention, it was almost in a ‘kid sister’ way. I even tried to make him jealous once, because God knew I was green with it. I saw the women who threw themselves at him. I even saw him go on a few dates. A smile pulls across my lips when I think about how I sabotaged them.

I remember Cara, the woman who showed up at the office for a date one night, I ‘accidentally’ spilt a whole jug of coffee on her. I was sure I would get fired, but he just seemed blind to my slip, and canceled his date.

One night I followed him out with friends, and caught a woman all over him. I pretended to run into him, and I faked being sick so he’d take me home. I made sure no one could get near him if I could help it. He’s mine. I planned to tie him to me as much as I could, and make him love me.

When I told him about Jim from the mailroom asking me on a date, he said I should go and get out more. I think that hurt more than when I saw that woman hanging all over him at the bar. Needless to say I never went on my date with Jim. How could I? I belonged to Archer. Even if he didn’t want me. How could you love someone and try to be with someone else? It would feel like a betrayal.

Pulling my phone out, I check my tracker, and feel my heartbeat pick up. He’s in the building. I close my eyes and try to get my breathing under control. Every night when he comes home he has a glass of scotch, but it would be my luck that tonight he doesn’t. The man is double my size; I’m five feet four and slight. I have some hips and boobs, but I could never take down Archer without some help. The help I’m using tonight is in the form of a sleep aid I slipped into his scotch. I just need a little bit of help, just enough that when he finally passes out, he won’t feel me binding him to the bed. Then he’ll be mine. Well, until someone comes looking for him. I’m not sure how much time I’ll have since he always has security coming and going. He is, after all, one of the richest men in Chicago.

Hearing the door open, I put my hand over my mouth to cover my breathing, and I wait. Twenty minutes pass, but it feels like an eternity. I’ve been waiting for this moment for what feels like forever. He shuffles around for a minute, then I hear the mattress squeak, and I know he’s in the bed. Only a little longer until I have every part of Archer Ware.

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Taking What’s Ours Read Online Alexa Riley (Forced Submission #2) http://www.wownovels.com/taking-whats-ours-2-read-online-alexa-riley Fri, 29 Apr 2016 13:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/taking-whats-ours-2-read-online-alexa-riley Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, New Adult Authors: Alexa Riley Series: Forced Submission Series by Alexa Riley
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Total pages in book: 12
Estimated words: 12756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 64(@200wpm)___ 51(@250wpm)___ 43(@300wpm)

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Language:	English
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You can't tease two alpha men like Hudson and Ridge and not expect consequences, not when you've become their every obsession. They have a target... but their one obstacle has long legs, thick curves, and a mouth made for sin. They do everything together, and Charlotte is no exception. She tempted them... and now they've come to collect. Together. Can they take what they want and still stick to the plan? Five feet, seven inches of lush addiction says no. Warning: This book contains situations involving forced submission, dubious consent, and every other scenario surrounding that genre. The heroes are obsessed beyond control. Nothing can stop them from having the only woman they'll ever want. These themes are triggers for some but sweet candy for others. If you're willing to hold off judgement until the last page the ending is worth it, I promise.
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CHAPTER ONE

HUDSON

“I’m going to enjoy this a lot more than I should,” I say, the adrenaline pumping through me.

“I’m just pissed it’s going to be on camera,” Ridge says with a bite of irritation. I know he’s mad that someone else will be seeing this; he’s private like that. I don’t care who sees what we do to her, or how many times we cum inside her sweet little cunt.

Looking over at Ridge, I give him a cocky smile, something I haven't done in months. This place has been hell, and the only glimpses of light are when I catch a random sighting of the Doc. “I’ll get a copy of the video. You know, for a keepsake.” It’s been too long, and at this point I don’t give a fuck if there’s a camera or not. I’m going balls deep inside Doc Charlotte.

“Hudson, you’re a sick fuck, and I couldn’t be happier about it,” Ridge says with a half smile. This place hasn’t been good for us, and things have taken longer than we anticipated. But we've been in worse situations, and at least this one’s ending with a taste of something sweet. Something I’ve been dying to have.

We make our way through Cell Block E, heading towards the infirmary. Our steps eat up the distance, each one bringing us one step closer to her. Obsession is a scary thing; even worse when there are two of us after the same thing. There was never a chance for her to escape us, she’s been ours from the moment we spotted her. Ridge and I always get what we want one way or another, even if we have to take it. There’s nothing that will keep her from us.

I’m sick of these gray brick walls and the smell of decay mixed with fear and loneliness that comes with incarceration. She’s going to wash all that away. I know just one taste of her and we’ll be in heaven.

Today’s the day, and my dick has been aching for this for six long months.

Ridge and I are inmates at ADV in Florence, Colorado, also known as the Alcatraz of the Rockies. We are cellmates and do our work detail together. This is the first day we’ve been assigned laundry duty, so now we can have some fun. Our plans are sliding into place.

We wheel around the big bin of fresh linens, taking them to the prison hospital wing. Once there, we are supposed to trade out the bins, leaving the clean one there and taking the dirty one with us. This detail requires two inmates since the bins are so heavy. They only rotate certain duties every three months, so Ridge and I had to trade a lot of contraband to get it. This particular route cost extra because the doctor is on it. We know her routine because we’ve been watching her as best as we could since we got here. She’s fucking hard to miss.

The coy smiles she would shoot me in passing only worked me up more. She’s been asking for it. You don’t tease men like Ridge and me and think we won’t take what we want. We will. She got us all worked up and now she’s going to let us take out our frustrations on her body. In her body.

Doc Charlotte runs the prison infirmary, and today we’re paying her a visit. She’s tall with long sexy legs, thick blonde hair that falls to her waist, and an ass that a man can grab on to. Or in our case, men can grab on to. And, fuck, her lips. They’re gut-clenching, cock-swelling lips that I can't wait to see wrapped around my cock as I thrust into her mouth.

Ridge and I set up a few bribes to make sure that when we drop off the laundry today, the Doc will be all alone. No one will be there to help her. She’ll be all ours. We don’t want any interruptions.

“Fuck, my balls are so goddamn full. I’m going to nut all over her tight asshole,” I say, and reach down to rub my cock, trying to relieve some of the pressure.

“You should have jerked off this morning like I did so it will last longer,” Ridge says, shooting me a half smirk.

I laugh and shake my head. “Nah. She’s gonna get me hard again as soon as I cum. I’m fucking her at least twice.”

“Good luck with that. She’ll probably bite your dick off in the struggle.”

“I’m excited to see how much fight she’s got in her.” Doc isn’t going down easy, and I love the idea of fighting my way into her body. I also like the idea of her biting me, maybe not my cock, but a few marks from her on my body would be nice to see. I could rub my fingers over them as I jerked off, thinking about all the things we did to her.

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Driving a truck and hauling cargo from coast to coast can be lonely. Sly's been looking for a pet to keep him company, and late one night on the side of the highway, he finds her. Cameron is scared something bad is going to happen to her, but then he comes along, and she feels relieved. It isn't until the door of his truck closes that the real fear takes root. Sly has a new toy, and he's having a hard time keeping his hands to himself. How long can he wait to take Cameron's innocence? Because once he does, she's his forever. Warning: This book contains forced submission and dubious consent. While these themes are triggers for some, they can be sweet candy for others. If you're willing to hold off judgement until the last page, I promise it'll be worth it.
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Chapter 1

Sly

I never cared for easy women. Most men who drive trucks and are unattached usually want easy and no strings. Not me. I've been looking for the one, and I’m not going to soil myself on the path to finding her. Like most things in life, I take what I want, and I knew she was the one when I walked into this rundown diner off Interstate 72.

She stood out in a shithole like this. The vinyl flooring was cracked and worn, the countertops stained with permanent marks, and the smell of grease just hung in the air. They might have the best burgers for three hundred miles, but she doesn't look like she belongs here, even less so at two o'clock in the morning, when people out at this hour are only looking for one thing.

She's completely unaware of the danger she's in. She isn't just innocent, she’s naive. Four other truckers occupy the diner, but the difference between them and me is while they look rough around the edges, she’d be able to tell them to stay away. I’m far more dangerous because I look like someone she could trust. Someone who would help her if she needed it because it’s how my mama raised me.

As I make my way towards her, she finally glances up. Her green eyes meet mine and they go wide, a blush hitting her cheeks. Fucking perfect. I'm going to love seeing that blush for the rest of my life. I wonder if her body will blush in other areas. I could strip her naked, talk dirty to her and see how far it would spread.

“May I?” I ask, nodding to the empty side of the booth. Nervously looking around, she bites her lips, drawing my eyes there before she nods back at me.

It’s on the tip of my tongue to ask her what she's doing in a place like this, but that doesn't matter. She's here, I’ve seen her, and that sealed her fate. Now it’s just a matter of how hard she’s going to fight.

“What's your name, darling?” I inquire, letting my southern drawl bleed through. People seem to be comforted by it. It gives them a false sense of ease that I'm just the good old boy from next door. I even give her one on my dimples to add to the effect.

"Cameron." She barely looks up at me, fiddling with the empty sugar packets lying on the chipped, worn table.

‘I’m Sly, Cameron. It’s nice to meet you.” I reach out, and it takes her a few beats but she takes my hand in hers. I slowly swipe my index finger across her wrist, feeling how soft she is there. She tries to pull her hand back, but I only grip her a little tighter, not releasing her. Her big green eyes shoot to mine, finally locking on me. I feel the pulse in her wrist pick up.

“There you are, sweetheart. No need to be scared. I came over because you looked…” I glance around the diner, “…out of place.” But she’s going to look perfect in the back of my cab as I pound into her. My cock jerks at the thought. Fuck, I’ve got to get her out of here. I’ve been waiting too long for her and she’s finally here, literally in my grasp.

It’s for the best, really. I can’t let a little bitty thing like her run around on her own, showing up in diners at 2 a.m. with hungry lonely men on the road looking for something like her. The difference between them and me is I wouldn’t use her and toss her aside. No, she’ll be mine forever, and I’ll protect her from herself.

“I’m fine, just…ah…waiting for someone,” she lies, but I play into it. Laying my ground work.

“That someone let you come to a diner in the middle of nowhere at two in the morning all by yourself? That doesn’t seem too safe.”

“I’m really fine. I actually should get going.” She pulls her hand from mine, making her way to stand, but I grab her as she tries to pass.

“Sugar, it’s not safe out there, and you shouldn’t be alone.” I look out the window and back at her. “It’s starting to rain.” She looks down at me, like she’s searching for something in my eyes, and I make them as soft as possible, letting concern show through because it really is there. I won’t let anyone else get their hands on her. No, she would be all mine.

“Evening, Sly. You want your usual?” Betty asks, coming out from the kitchen. I feel Cameron relax in my hold, probably comforted by the fact that the waitress knows me.

“Coffee.” I keep my eyes locked with Cameron’s. “To go.”

“Coming up.”

“It’s a while until the next stop. You want anything for the road?” I lie to Cameron, releasing her arm and standing up to pull out my wallet. I leave a five dollar bill for the coffee on the counter.

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On Halloween you're supposed to dress up and have some naughty fun, but Sabrina's costume has invited more wickedness than she expected. The guy at the bar seemed so nice, until he got her out in the alley behind the bar and his friend joins in. That's when she knew there was no escape. Dante and Porter have been watching the little witch at the bar all night. They've decided to make her their toy for the evening, but she has no idea. They've been waiting for this moment, and now’s their chance. This Halloween ménage is packed with filthy goodness and dark desire. Hold on to your broomsticks, and enjoy the ride!
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Dante

The thump of loud music beats across Wicked. The hole in the wall bar is packed for Halloween—a holiday when women like to wear as little as possible, tempting and teasing men. None of them catch my eye even as they grind against each other on the dance floor, wanting as much male attention as they can get. No, my eye is still on the little tempting witch at the bar and has been since she strolled in. She sat her sweet ass in that bar stool, and I couldn’t look away from her if my life depended on it. She’s pulling me to her like she has cast some spell on me, but I’m being patient. If we want this to go exactly right, we’ve got to take our time. We’ve been here for a long time, waiting for just the right moment, and this is it.

I shoot back the rest of my Jack, not taking my eyes off her, worried that someone might get to her before I do. She’s ours, and I won’t let anyone steal her from us. Maybe she’s really a witch, because that’s what it’s starting to feel like. It’s like I’m under a spell, and I can’t control my dark urges. Thing is, she hasn’t seemed to notice either of us, unlike most of the other women in here.

She keeps giving her soft smile and little laughs to the bartender as she sips some green-colored drink in a fancy cup. I’m surprised a place like this serves something like that. Normally in a dump like this, all you can get is a beer or some whiskey. Maybe she’s using some of that magic on the bartender too, because she seems to get whatever she wants from him.

The thought has me on my feet, pressing through the sea of bodies on the dance floor. One woman tries to grab me by the arm to pull me to her, but I just keep moving, breaking her hold. The smell of her cheap perfume wafts over me as I push on.

When I finally make it to the little witch, I can’t stop myself from discreetly leaning into her and smelling her hair. The smell of cinnamon fills my lungs. Fuck, I’m going to love smelling that all night as I pound into her cunt. When we’re done with her, the only thing I’ll be able to smell on her is cum. She’ll never be able to wash the smell of it away from her skin.

Sliding onto the stool next to her, I let my body brush up against hers, drawing her attention. Her dark chocolate-brown eyes meet mine, and a blush hits her cheeks. I don’t know why she’s embarrassed. Dressed like she is, she’s obviously begging for some attention. Though I don’t think she had in mind the kind of attention we’re going to give her. Too late, little witch. You’re already ours. There is no going back now.

I look into her dark eyes, and something passes between us. She has an innocence about her, and the animal inside me wants to eat it alive. I want to hold her down and ruin her body so she’ll never know a moment in her life when I wasn’t a part of her. A primal need to dominate her crawls up my spine, and I intend to act on it. Whether she likes it or not.

“Can I get you another?” the bartender asks, breaking the spell. Once again, she had me bewitched, and I got lost in her eyes. I have the urge to reach over the bar and punch him right in the fucking throat for even talking to her.

“She’s good,” I answer for her. I give the bartender a look that has him holding his hands up and walking away. I’m not a small guy, and it usually only takes a glance to get people to move. When I shoot a look at someone they act fast, and lucky for the bartender, he got my message loud and clear. Mine. Back the fuck off or else.

“Excuse me?” The little witch swirls in her stool to face me and places one hand on her wide hip, drawing my eyes there. It’s the very thing about her that got my attention to begin with. She has a curvy body, and she likes to show it off if the witch’s costume is any indication. Her top and bottom are full, exaggerating her narrow waist. She doesn’t seem shy about wearing the slutty outfit. In fact, she’s cocky in what she’s got on. Nothing is sexier than a woman who’s confident, even more so when she’s not afraid to show it.

She’s wearing a short, skin-tight dress that shows off every curve of her body. Running up her legs are black stockings. An inch or so of garter belt shows on her thigh, the rest of the fabric disappearing under her dress. It makes me want to know what kind of underwear it’s connected to. Her tits look like they’re dying to escape the top of her dress, her cleavage overflowing and jiggling slightly as she moves. One good tug and I could free them for her, taste her fat nipples, drag my teeth across them. I could leave red marks from my beard behind. I plan on being rough with them to show her what happens when you hang them out like a slut.

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Damon, Remy, and Kellan have had their eyes on Leila from the day she started working at their law firm. Leila's been playing hard to get, and they're not having it. It's the night of the company Christmas party, and they've decided to take matters into their own hands. Obsession has taken over, and forcing Leila to accept the three of them is the only way to get what they desire. WARNING: This book contains forced submission and dubious consent. These themes aren't for everyone, so proceed with caution. If you like your smut at the edge of safe, this filthy story has your name on it!
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Chapter 1

Damon

I lean back in my chair, my cock already throbbing with anticipation of what’s to come. I’m not sure how I made it through the office Christmas party knowing what’s about to happen. I’ve got a fertile little surprise waiting just down the hall. It’s what we’ve all wanted, and I’m going to pull the trigger on it. We aren’t getting any younger, and I’m sick of her fighting it. Might as well take what we want now.

She’s been ours since she strutted her lush ass into our office and applied for the secretary position. It was all too perfect. Kellan, Remy, and I have been together since high school. Busted our asses to get through law school, and now the three of us have one of the most successful law firms in Seattle. We run it together just like we do everything. She’ll be no exception to that.

All three of us came from nothing and made our own little family. I knew the day she walked in here she’d be it for the three of us. There was no going back from that moment. But our feisty little firecracker wasn’t so easy to tame—all that red hair, that creamy porcelain skin, and those big green eyes. We knew she’d be a handful, but we were more than willing to take on the challenge if it kept her bound to us for life. Taking our cocks deep inside her cunt every night as we filled her with our babies. Yeah. It might one hell of a fight, but we’d be getting what we wanted one way or another. We didn't care what the cost was. If we had to buy a fucking remote island out in the middle of nowhere so she couldn't escape us, we would.

We have demanding jobs, and we always knew the woman we’d take to be ours, the woman who would bear our children, would be well cared for in the manner we saw fit. Along with three sets of hands to make sure that she’d never want for everything. That was even more crucial when the woman we picked to be ours is feisty. Leila needs a firm hand and will have to get used to us getting what we want. And what we want is her swollen with our children.

The thought makes cum leak from the tip of my cock. It doesn’t help that I know she’s spread-eagle and bound to a bed not far from where I’m sitting right now. It didn’t take much to get her there. After she helped set up the company Christmas party, I got her into the apartment we use when we all work too late and would rather just crash at the office.

I strapped her to the bed and cut the clothes from her body, firmly placing a gag into her mouth. No one knew as they danced to Christmas carols and celebrated the firm's best year to date that down the hall was a woman we’d be taking as ours tonight. Whether she wanted it or not.

A stab of guilt runs through me as I remember how I couldn’t control myself after I bound her to the bed and I saw her pussy on full display. I couldn’t stop myself from pulling my cock out and finding release, splashing onto her warm soft belly. All I could think about was what that same belly would look like when it was filled with our child. It only took two strokes before I was cumming all over it. I rubbed it in with my hand, wanting it to seep into her skin. I didn’t have the control to wait. Remy and Kellan should’ve been there, too, but I’m going to make it up to them right now. We’ll all have our turn with her until we can’t get another drop of our cum inside her.

“Where’s Leila?” Remy asks, sitting down next to me, Kellan following suit. Both of them stretch their legs out after standing most the night. That always seems to be the case when she isn’t with one of us. She controls our every thought. Who knew a curvy little redhead could so easily make three grown men obsessed with her? Because that’s what we are. Utterly obsessed. It would be a lie to say otherwise. Hell, the phone tracking and taps on her phone should have been a red fucking flag. But we didn’t care. As long as we knew where she was and what she was doing at all times, we felt no guilt about it. She’s ours.

I shoot back the rest of the whiskey in my tumbler before dropping it down onto the table with a hard thunk.

“It’s time.” Remy and Kellan look my way, wondering what I’m talking about.

“We’ve been at this for over ten years. I want what we talked about. I want to enjoy the fruits of our labor, and Leila’s going to give them to us.” I let the words hang in the air before I finish. “Now.”

“And how do you plan on making that happen? We can’t just make—” Kellan’s words cut off when I shoot him a hard look. He pauses, raising an eyebrow. “Where is she?” He knows I’m not fucking around. Time’s up for Leila. She’ll be giving us what we want.

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