The Accidental Surrogate

She never meant to become his surrogate. When a paperwork mix-up lands her in the bed of Manhattan's most notorious billionaire instead of the clinic's anonymous donor program, every rule she's ever followed starts to unravel.

Marcus Cole didn't build his empire by accepting mistakes. He should void the contract. He doesn't. What he wants sits across from him in his corner office, knees pressed tight, pretending she can't feel the charge between them every time he explains exactly how he'll monitor this pregnancy. His hands-on approach leaves no inch of her untouched, no craving unexamined. The weekly examinations blur into something far more intimate than medical necessity. The way he listens to her heartbeat, palms spread across her swelling belly, claiming territory no one warned her she was surrendering.

In his glass-walled penthouse above the city, the pretense drops away. He breeds her with deliberate obsession, each encounter deeper into the territory where protection becomes possession, where his whispered orders about her body, her schedule, her pleasure, feel less like control and more like devotion. She carries more than his child now. She carries his marks, his schedule, his hunger for more.

The legal battle should separate them. His estranged wife wants the baby. The contract says he gets custody. The courtroom demands distance. But her body has already decided. Every kick inside her, every midnight craving, every time he arrives unannounced to find her wet and waiting, proves what papers cannot contain.

When the judge demands they appear separately, when the press discovers their arrangement, when his ex-wife offers her money to disappear, she has to choose between the safe life she planned and the dangerous completeness of belonging to a man who will tear apart anyone who threatens what he has seeded inside her.

A full-length pregnancy breeding erotic romance.