Resultados narrador por "Dorinda Ravish" en Todas las categorias

Leslie's a successful physical therapist who loves her job. But her life's thrown into turmoil when she witnesses a murder by a Russian mob boss. The police want her to testify against him, and she agrees but has to leave everything behind and live somewhere totally new. Not wanting to twiddle her thumbs waiting for the case, she scores a job as a therapist with a professional football team. And soon, she's falling for hot player Sebastian, a billionaire with a great body and the talent of a star. They have an instant connection, and soon, it's blossoming into something hot and heavy.

Adrian and Brady have never quite seen eye to eye. Their parents fell in love after a ski trip and decided to get married when they were both still in high school. Once Adrian moved out of the house, she was sure she was going to be rid of the infuriating guy forever and never have to call him family again. However, a scary romance turned abusive has her running from the man with no money or place to live. Her stepbrother is the only person who can help her.

Dawn never got over her first love. Nightly dreams of his rough passion scathed her skin, and his delicious pain lingered long after she woke. But after that brutal night under the moon that bled crimson into the sky, he disappeared, and she didn't know why. Then suddenly, the love she lost reappeared and breathed life back into her veins. But when she touched him, she felt something dark hiding beneath his surface, and when she slept with him, she realized he wasn’t her love at all.

It’s hard to find the right alien concubine. Finding three of them? Impossible! Watching the future saikhs practice their penetration angles at the saikhmenti alone doesn’t cut it to make a decision. What about other things like…I don’t know. Personality? What I need is insider information. That saikh-in-training who keeps failing his assessments? He’s offering it up freely. Kind of. All he wants is practice those fancy skills on me, or otherwise he might flunk his finals. Meh, why not?

My alien concubine refuses to please me. That gruff, muscled Vandalar saikh I bought myself keeps running away. So I do what every lonely woman in her 30s would: I cuff him to my bed, until he comes to his senses. At least now I don’t have to chase behind him in high heels and can concentrate on starting my mail-order-saikh business. What could possibly go wrong? I tell you what: He frees himself. Of course, he does. Now I’m the one tied to the bed while he threatens punishment.

I conquered her planet and pillaged her body. Now I’m back for her heart. A decade ago, I brought war to Solgad, home of the Jal’zar. I sacked the planet and slaughtered the people, all to save my race from extinction. Until one of their female warriors hissed defiance, promising me death at her hands no matter how her body longed for mine. Each night, she came to end me, only to succumb to the raw urges of her mating heat. Each night, I gave her hungry womb what it needed, the way we coupled neither safe nor sane. I was the enemy she couldn’t kill.

Thirty-one, recently divorced, and behind on the mortgage for my farm, I scrape my last savings together and buy myself a farmhand. That big, horned alien I end up with? He’s a Vandalar saikh, a male concubine, and he wants to plow more than just my fields. Guess I should have read the fine print of the purchase contract better because the trader refuses to take him back. Now I’m stuck with weed-infested fields, red letters from the bank, and a guy who says he studied one million ways to please a female. (His words, it’s not like I’m going to count...)

Her body belongs to everyone, but her soul is mine. Patrons call her leska, female, using her body in ways that leave the human in bruises and blood. Each night, I stitch her back together, tend to her wounds, only to watch another male tear them open with pleasure. Sophie. That’s what I call her when no one is listening, that human female abducted from Earth to be seeded by many. I want to save her, but I can barely save myself, chasing my next score with no consideration for anyone - not even her.

You know your Gaia link is broken when your match is 93. While every Vetusian around me is expecting the arrival of the first hybrids, my mate is living out her final days in a nursing home. With true love unattainable, I concentrate on busting the crime ring responsible for the supply of human females forced into prostitution at the Odheim brothels. As a CAT officer, it’s my job to keep Earth women from being abducted. Until the department for interspecies relations offers me a breeding contract with one of them.