When this whole ceremony is done, we’re going to make you so 💦💦

BRAND NEW RELEASE! Snowed in with the Mafia

May 26, 2025

Hello, dear reader!

Snowed in with the Mafia (Book 4 of the Snowed in with Them standalone series) has just been released! I can't wait for you to meet my spirited heroine, Alessia, and my sexy-as-heck Italian mafia lords Nico, Luca, and Vincenzo.

There’s no way they’re sending my sweet, innocent sister to a secluded cabin in the mountains to have the baby of three big, bad mafia men. This is an elaborate scheme by my cruel and crooked uncle to reclaim the status the Moreno family once held in the underground world.

When I refuse to go along with his plan, my uncle threatens to burn our farm to the ground. I know what that would do to my sister, and I can’t let that happen. So, I come up with a plan and go in her place instead.

If I thought I would be negotiating my way out of the deal with three old men, I’m sorely mistaken. The heads of the Italian mafia are dangerously attractive, breathtakingly formidable, and simply won’t let me leave.

The gilded throne is imposing enough that I have to look down at them. But when they lift their sultry, dominant gazes on me, I want to hide from them.

“Lift your dress and part your legs, Lady Alessia,” Nico instructs me. His command is too bold, too visceral. I can’t. Instead, I press my knees together harder, my breathing so labored it echoes around the silent room. Intuitively, I fall back on my shyness, wanting to shrink away, but then when my hands grip the armrests of the throne, something happens to me. Maybe it’s a metaphorical lightning strike that singes my shyness, or the sight of them before me, but in an instant, I want to please them.

Trembling, I lift the gossamer fabric of the dress in both my hands and draw it off my thighs. I part my legs at the same cadence I expose my bare skin, agonizingly slow.

I’m my own furnace, and I’m sure I surpass the heat from the fireplace.

“Now place your feet on those footrests, Alessia,” Vincenzo says. I look down, and there are two falcon footrests on either side of me. Doing that will open my legs even wider, but I also have to scoot to nearly the edge of the seat to reach them.

I close my eyes and do as I’m told. The instant my feet touch the wood-engraved panels, a soft whirring sound reaches my ears before a set of cuffs straps my feet in place. Dear God. I triggered the restraints when I put my foot there.

Being bound to the throne seems to be the least of my problems. The heads of the Falchi, the most gorgeous specimens of man alive, remove their drawstring pants. My gaze collides with each of their fully erect cocks.

They’re huge. My body already clenches tight, and my stomach curls with nerves. How are they going to fit inside me? But despite my manic thoughts, I can’t ignore the lascivious throb in my clit.

“Alessia, listen very carefully to us. We can’t touch you with our mouths, hands, or fingers. We can’t prepare you or make you wet enough to take us. The first thing that must touch you is our cocks. Kissing you was pushing the boundary of what we could do,” Luca explains, his tone quiet and measured. I frown, not sure what he means.

“When you’re sitting on the Falchi throne as our virgin, kitten, only our cocks can touch you,” Vincenzo continues.

“You might not be wet enough, so it’ll probably hurt more, Alessia,” Nico says softly.

I swallow. They’re too big, and even I know I need lubrication to take them. My panic returns tenfold.

“But afterwards,” Vincenzo says, “when this whole ceremony is done, we’re going to make you so wet, suck you so hard, eat your little clit, make you sit on our faces until you can’t grind your cunt into our mouths anymore, and then you’re going to come so hard you’ll squirt all over us, drown us in your essence. And then we’re going to do it again.”

I gasp audibly as Vincenzo’s words form images in my mind.

“And your nipples. Ah, fuck,” he adds. “We’re going to lick them until you come. Suck on them as if you’re already swollen with our child, and we’re trying to get a taste of your milk. And we won’t stop until we do.”

Oh god help me.

My pussy starts to pulse, and instantly I’m coated with fresh dampness. Oh my gosh. How am I going to survive this? But then everything changes.

I hold my breath and press myself deeper into the opulent chair as Nico comes toward me. I’m stunned by his utter male beauty, his virility showcased in every muscle, his power that of a dark lord.

The closer he gets, the more I want to close my legs, battling against the cuffs, but he subtly shakes his head. I grip the ends of the armrest with such urgency that the engravings of a falcon imprint on my palms.

“Alessia,” Nico says, my name falling from his lips like a chant.

I’m a hot mess, trying to pull away while simultaneously wanting to throw myself at him. My gaze glides over his face, pleading for something I can’t name.

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Catch up on the rest of the SNOWED IN WITH THEM series. Books 1-3 (All books are standalone and can be read in any order.)

Adrienne Palmer doesn’t leave anything to chance. So when she receives a disturbing text that completely displaces her while at a Win A Date charity auction, she bids on not one, or two, but three dates for the night, just in case two of them don’t work out.

What she gets instead is all three of them, at the same time, and they take the meticulous iron grip on her control and turn it on its head. Which is a feat considering her very strict rules on what they can and can't do to her.

Fine. It was one night only. She was never going to see them again.

Except they show up at her secluded cabin in the mountains as her protection.

How on earth did I end up snowed in with a super-hot villain who looks at me as if he wants to eat me up, a smooth and sexy FBI agent, and a gorgeous, charismatic doctor?

My rock bottom just hit rock bottom, so when Lily, the girl from apartment 12, takes pity on me and offers me a way to make lots of money quickly, I can’t refuse.

Before I can change my mind, Lily has set up a profile for me on Babes, Babes, and Babes.

All I have to do is wear something next to nothing and talk to a couple of guys online. I could do that, right?

Except the moment the first guy on my screen takes my breath away and sends my little virgin heart pounding into next week with what he wants to do to me, my life as I know it will never be the same again.

Every year, three billionaires go to a secluded luxury cabin in the mountains to pay tribute to their deceased uncle and mentor.

This year I’m going to be waiting for them with a bag of zip ties… among other things. They have something I need. I’m going to take it from them, and they won’t even know I was there. Then I’m going to trade it for mine and my father’s freedom and be done with this life.

Except their entire family arrives early at the cabin as well to surprise them and completely destroy my plans. The worst part? Everyone thinks I’m their collective girlfriend. I play along, but only until I come up with another plan.

The most insane part? When the billionaires arrive, they too play along with the game where I’m their girlfriend.

Until they don’t.

Tristan Dane, Ren Knight, and Kaiser Martin are as ruthless as their reputations imply. When they find me in their cabin, pretending to be their girlfriend, they orchestrate a flawless triple takedown.

When I don’t tell them the truth, the real reason I’m there, they start a dark sweet torture of my body in every filthy way possible, making my virgin pussy drip with cum, but they don’t stop, not until they place me on a sex device they have specifically delivered, making my body weep with orgasms until I break.