Theirs To Please

WARNING️

This is not a sweet love story.

It's a raw, dark, sensual tale of survival and surrender. These mountain men would ruin everything our little Goldilocks knows about love.

"Don't you want to cum, goldie?" Draven whispered harshly as his rough hands pinned her wrists above her head.

Luca's lips trailed fire down her throat, nipping at her pulse, while Mateo's fingers dipped between her thighs, teasing her wetness as she wiggled desperate for friction.

"No escaping this storm-or us." She arched against them, a whimper escaping her lips as Luca claimed her mouth in a bruising kiss.