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When the king of this realm saw me bathing in a stream, he did his best to warn me. Keep my distance, or the curse upon him would set his blood on fire, and he would ravage me brutally. I didn't, and he did. But he did more than just pin me to the forest floor and mount me like a feral beast. He made me his, and no matter how savagely he ruts me or how thoroughly he blisters my bare backside while trying to scare me away, I'll never stop being what I was always destined to be.

After 19-year-old Jenny Monroe is caught stealing from the home of a powerful politician, she is sent to a special prison in deep space to be trained for her future role as an alien's bride. Despite the public bare-bottom spanking she receives upon her arrival at the detention center, Jenny remains defiant, and, before long, she earns herself a trip to the notorious medical wing of the facility. Once there, Jenny quickly discovers that a sore bottom will now be the least of her worries.

I took her and I'm going to keep her. She's going to be my pet. When Chloe Banks threw a drink in my face at her own show, she didn't expect me to climb onto the stage and bare her for a hard spanking that left her bottom bright red and on complete display for the entire audience, but it was the arousal dripping down her thighs that really exposed her that night. She wanted more and I was going to take her, not just as my woman, but as my pet.

Cain came for me today. Even before he spoke his name, his power all but drove me to my knees. Power that can pin me against a wall with just a thought and hold me there as he slowly cuts my clothes from my quivering body, making sure I know he is enjoying every blushing moment. Power that will punish me until I plead for mercy, tease and torment me until I beg for release, and then ravage me brutally over and over again until I'm utterly spent and shamefully broken. Power that will claim me as his forever.

Maximo Giovanni Santaro is a king. A real king, like in the old days. The kind I didn’t know still existed. The kind who commands obedience and punishes any hint of defiance from his subjects. His Majesty doesn’t take no for an answer, and refusing his royal command has earned me not just a spanking that will leave me sobbing, but a lesson so utterly shameful, that it will serve as an example for anyone else who might dare to disobey him.

As Cami Davis stands in front of me in her nightgown, cheeks blushing and voice quavering, I know what she's come to ask me even before she can muster the courage to speak the words.

When the scheming of her father's political enemies makes it impossible to continue hiding the fact that she is an unauthorized third child, 20-year-old Isabella Bedard is sent to a detainment facility in deep space where she will be prepared for her new life as an alien's bride. Her situation is made far worse after some ill-advised mischief forces the strict warden to ensure that she is sold as quickly as possible, and before she knows it, Isabella is standing naked before two huge, roughly handsome alien men, helpless and utterly on display for their inspection.

"Please spank me, Daddy. Please make it hurt". Only a ruthless bastard would make an innocent virgin say those words when she came to him desperate for help, then savor every quiver of her voice as she begs for something so shameful. I didn't even hesitate. I made Keri Esposito's problems go away. Then I made her call me daddy. The image of that little bottom bare over my lap was more than I could resist, and the thought of her kneeling naked at my feet to thank me properly afterwards left me as hard as I've ever been.

Two hours ago, my ship reached the docks at Dryac. An hour ago, a slaver tried to drag me into an alley. Fifty-nine minutes ago, a beast of a man knocked him out cold. Fifty-eight minutes ago, I told my rescuer to screw off, I could take care of myself. Fifty-five minutes ago, I felt a thick leather belt on my bare backside for the first time. Forty-five minutes ago, I started begging. Thirty minutes ago, he bent me over a crate and claimed me in the most shameful way possible. Twenty-nine minutes ago, I started screaming.

Connor Murphy was the perfect husband for a bratva kingpin's daughter. An Irish mafia boss I could marry to secure an alliance between our families. It was all supposed to be so simple... But then our wedding was attacked and I ended up on the run with his brother Caden. Now I'm caught between two men, and I can't tell which way is what. Not when Caden takes me over his knee, and definitely not when Connor bends me over and bares my bright red ass with his brother watching before making me come so hard I pass out.

I used to believe werewolves were no more than scary stories to be told around a campfire. Then, one of them ripped off my clothes, marked me with his teeth, and claimed me like a wild beast.

When two dragon shifters decided I was their mate, they didn't ask. They just chased me down, tore my panties off, and spanked my bare ass until I was ready to come like a good girl for them.

She's made herself queen at this school. It's time I put her on her knees. Blaire Conrad isn't just the most popular girl at Stonewall Academy. She's a queen who reigns over her subjects with an iron fist. But she's made me an enemy, and I don't play by her rules. I make the rules, and I punish my enemies. She'll scream and beg as I strip her, spank her, and force one brutal climax after another from her beautiful little body, but before I'm done with her, she'll beg me shamefully for so much more. It's time for the king to teach his queen her place.

I've watched over this world for millennia. Now the time has come to protect it....

Inside the walls, I was a respected scientist. Out here, I'm vulnerable, desperate, and soon to be at the mercy of the beasts and barbarians who rule these harsh lands. But that is not the worst of it. When the suppressants that keep my shameful secret wear off, overwhelming, unimaginable need will take hold of me completely. I'm about to go into heat, and I know what comes next.... But I'm not the only one with instincts far beyond my control. Savage men roam this wilderness, driven by their very nature to claim a female like me more fiercely than I can imagine.

I thought I could defy the most powerful mafia boss in the city, but as Lawson Clearwater rips off my nightgown and pins me to the bed I'm certain he can smell more than just my fear.

An alpha could not tame her. Now she will kneel before a god. For endless ages I've kept this world in balance, and over the centuries countless women have writhed and screamed and climaxed beneath me. But I've never felt the need for a mate. Until today. Until her. When I touch her, she trembles. When I mark her defiant little bottom with my belt, her bare thighs glisten with helpless arousal. When she lies next to me blushing, sore, and spent, my lust for her only grows stronger. The world be damned. I'm going to claim her for myself.

The Brotherhood gave him the right to breed me, but that is not why I am naked, wet, and sore. My bottom bears the marks of his hard, punishing hand, because I defied my alpha. My body is slick with his seed and my own arousal, because he took me anyway. He didn't use me like a king enjoying a subject. He took me the way a beast claims his mate. It was long, hard, and painfully intense, but it was much more than that. It was primal.

As an unauthorized third child, nineteen-year-old Aimee Harrington has spent her life avoiding discovery by government authorities, but her world comes crashing down around her after she is caught stealing a vehicle in an act of petulant rebellion. Within hours of her arrest, she is escorted onto a ship bound for a detention center in the far reaches of the solar system.

After escaping both my father’s plans to marry me off and the Russian mafia, I woke up this morning thinking I was a free woman...until I saw the man sipping coffee in my hotel room. He’s a billionaire as powerful as any mob boss, yet even as he spanks me into soaking wet, shameful surrender I can’t help begging him to ravage my virgin body right then and there. I can run, but I know soon I’ll be kneeling at his feet, bare, blushing, and ready to be claimed.