His Virgin StripperShe stepped on stage a virgin. She left as his.Avery Hale only danced to keep her sister alive. Clothes on. Rules clear. No touching. But the night she first gripped the pole, Kael Voss walked in… and her fate was sealed.One scent was all it took. The ruthless Lycan Alpha recognized his mate in the curvy blonde under the red lights — untouched, dripping with innocence, and currently being stared at by other men. His wolf demanded blood. His cock demanded her. By the end of the night he had bought every dance she had left and delivered a single command:She was coming home with him.He paid her sister’s medical debt in full. Then he used it as a leash. Avery was given no choice: thirty days in his bed, under his rules, belonging completely to him. She fought. She cursed him. She swore she would never beg.Until the heat hit.Now the virgin who hated being wanted is dripping for the one man who refuses to share her. Kael will not be gentle. He will not be patient. He will stretch her open on his fingers, deny her orgasm until she’s sobbing, and only when she breaks will he finally bury his knot inside her and mark her as his.He doesn’t ask for forever. He takes it.Dark, filthy, and brutally possessive. His Virgin Stripper is for readers who want their Alpha feral, their heroine ruined, and their heat scenes unapologetically explicit.

“You’re awfully fiery for a girl who came three times in a row.” Arching an eyebrow, I smirk. “Should I give you a fourth so you’re too tired to talk back?”Her body trembles even as she says “Go to he—”I grip her throat before she could finish her sentence “I think you need another orgasm”I said as I thrust my massive cock into her tight pussy. I take off her red lingerie,my eyes wild,lips swollen from sucking on her soft huge tits "Fuckkk, you look so pretty like this,tits bouncing, while that greedy pussy of yours swallows every inch of me"She moans into my neck, a wave of pleasure gushing over her as she cums for the fourth time in a row this morning