Bandits running wild and a noble’s daughter missing, it is time to bring in the best to silence the problem and find the girl.
But the three best men in the trade weren’t expecting what they found. After dispatching the bandits, the girl is located, bare and bound. Being decent men, they don’t take advantage… but they’re not so decent when it really comes down to it, and neither is the young woman they’ve rescued.
A feud as old as time — two men in love with the same woman.
But this battle must come to an end, and Merlin has the perfect solution. Under a truth spell to ascertain which man she desires — King Arthur or Lancelot — Queen Guinevere revels she honestly wants them both.
Locked in a tower by the court magician until they can learn to share, will King Arthur and Lancelot overcome their need for exclusivity in order to save the kingdom and their love?
She shouldn’t have been so eager to take them.
The clang of metal sounds out in the village, and Isolda shelters in her home, her wedding day ruined by the sudden onslaught of the Knights Templar. They are men of God, excommunicated for their crimes, and today they seek satisfaction.
Isolda opens for the knights, offering her innocence, but they want more. They want her tied and captive to her will, and these men take what they want.
Warfare and submission, it is the way of the Templar Knights.
Their duty may be to God, but their appetites are of a much more worldly nature. And men of the sword require the spoils of war.
Including the young, innocent maiden they have seized. These hulking beasts of men know exactly the submission they require of their young captive, and they are eager to train their new maid servant in the arts of pleasuring rough and demanding knights.
I never knew milk could taste so sweet.
Not until me and the boys stopped at that out-of-the-way inn. We were exhausted and hungry from our weeks hunting the bandits who frequented these roads, and the barkeep was happy to have us—and our gold.
He wasn’t expecting me to find the milk maid he kept locked away. One glimpse of that buxom beauty, and I was hooked.
I needed to claim her, to take her away from her prison, and have that sweet milk all to myself.
Her new king has an insatiable appetite.
The women of the realm have been fed a diet of a special exilir, and Alric sends out for the maids who show the most promise.
Innocent Myra is forced to expose herself to the court in order for the king to inspect her assets. Though she’s never had a man, thanks to the elixer, Myra is bursting with milk to feed Alric’s naughty desires.
Bond in her pen, fertile Myra is drained to the last drop then held in place and filled with seed so she will produce enough milk to feed Alric’s hunger.
The yearly fertility ritual has come, and its priestess is in need of seed.
Twin gods Phero and Pharo are embodied by strong, hulking men of the tribe, ready to fulfill the role of bringing life to the world. The priestess’s task is simple, yet strenuous. She must keep the gods aroused all night long, pulling and sucking as much fertility from their virile forms as humanly possible.
How many blessings will she be able to coax from the gods, and will they be pleased with her offering?
Xansus is a proud name. With it comes glory and honor. But the illustrious family does not question selling its daughters for the sake of alliance and power.
Eryana, young and beautiful, awaits her merciless bridegroom and master. The man is a monster, taking innocent women as brutally as he seizes new lands.
Will Eryana’s bridal bedchamber become yet another scene of his barbaric conquest, or will the proud Xansus reign supreme?
Alexia yearns for a real man.
She has had a life of privilege, but the aristocratic men have been soft. If Rome boasts one man of steel hardness, it is Cota—a gladiator so fierce as to win his freedom from the Coliseum.
When in Rome, a woman of good family may exert her influences—but only if her husband allows. Alexia’s weak mate attempts to keep his strangle hold on her, but our heroine will not succumb.
But will she submit?
Seeking the strong arm of a former gladiator, Alexia will pay for services with her legs spread. And all too happily.
Her island used to be quaint, peaceful. And then they arrived.
The moment those fur-clad boots leapt from their longboat, Freja’s life would change forever.
Her village ransacked and herself taken as a prize, more awaits this innocent young maiden when the Vikings make camp for the night. In true heathen tradition, these savages share all their loot in equal measure.
Will Freja be able to survive the night, and will she ever wish to part from her captors?
This is one night he should not have left her alone.
Flora is only one of many trophies her husband keeps locked away in his castle. Unlike those he catches during the hunt, Flora has needs which her husband hasn't concerned himself with satisfying in far too long.
The young bastard knight, new to her husbands ranks, is the only man who is more intrigued with her beauty than with horses and steel.
After another failed yet valiant attempt at flirtation with her Lord, Flora is left behind in the stables with the new bastard. This is one Knight he should not have left her alone with.
This time, she will resist him — whatever the cost.
This is the game they play. Charles the Hammer Martel has returned home from war, and his bloodlust has fueled his passions. A great hall full of willing women, and yet, the most powerful man in all of Europe has eyes for only one.
Melisandra fills his knights’ cups and refuses to meet The Hammer’s advances. There is only one thing to do with such a willful wench. With the help of his trusted knights, The Hammer restrains his headstrong maid and takes her for all to witness — rough and unprotected.
