Nikki

Elijah Leeds has always been my fantasy. He was the one man I wanted, but could never have. And now-six longer years when i first laid eye on him-he’s finally become my dom.

His lightest touch demands my full submission, and obeying him transforms all my darkest fantasies into blissful fact. He ties me up, chains me towards the bed, and demands my utter behavior .

But he under no circumstances asked me to get pregnant. He’s not a man who wants white picket fences, and I have no idea how I’ll about Knocked Up and Tied Down tell him that I’m having his baby.

Elijah

I wasn’t supposed to touch her. It had taken every last shred of my willpower to keep my hands off her-to not really link her up six years back and demand distribution.

But I was good. For once I used to be good, and I allow her go. But now she’s back again, and now it’s time to be bad. I’ll tie up her up extra restricted to make up for lost time. I’ll make her scream even louder. She’s mine right now.

She’ll obey me. She’ll send. And if she’s great, I’ll make her experience things she hardly ever understood she could experience. There’s a satisfaction that may be discovered only in pain, and I’ll give her plenty of both.

She’ll beg me for this, but I’m the dom, and it’s me who makes the needs.

Contains mature themes.