Aggressive Love Novels & Stories

He smirked and crouched down. “That was enough. Now listen to me and listen very carefully,” he clutched her jaw with his ruthless grip and made her face him before adding, “Don’t ever dare to take advantage of a man’s gentle behavior. I was fucking you because we both needed to get rid of thoughts which were unwanted. Just because of some nights, you can’t predict anything, Arabella. I cleared everything on the first night that I always had Alessandra in my mind so your falling in love with me is such a pity!” Tears soaked her face when she heard him. He was the most ruthless and numb person she has ever met. He could not even feel her love which was always so vibrant around him.

“Always mine.” I moan, my body trembling, the need to be closer consuming me. I push him back, flipping us so I’m on top, my hands on his chest as I ride him, hard and fast, the bond singing with every movement. His hands grip my hips, guiding me, his eyes locked on mine, dark with possession and love. We’re a storm, rough and aggressive, bodies slamming together, sweat-slick and breathless. I lean down, kissing him fiercely, my teeth nipping his lip as he thrusts up to meet me, driving deeper.

Like she hadn’t expected me to say it. Maybe she hadn’t. Hell, maybe I hadn’t either. But the second the words left my mouth, I knew they were true. I knew they had been for a while. I didn’t love gently. I didn’t love cleanly. My love was brutal, possessive—a fire that consumed and destroyed anything that threatened it. And Isadora? She was at the center of it. Her fingers tightened around my wrist, her breath shaky, but she didn’t pull away. Didn’t run.

Hard, and brutally. He crushes his mouth to mine in a kiss that's fierce, demanding, and leaves no room for argument. His hand slips around the back of my neck, pulling me closer, pouring every ounce of his anger and frustration into the kiss, igniting something raw within me. I try to push him away, but it's useless. His grip tightens, and instead of breaking free, I find myself surrendering to the force of it, melting against him. The tension I'd felt-the anger, the smug satisfaction-it all dissolves into a reckless, heady thrill that drowns out every logical thought.

She was quivering and dizzy when she felt his lips attacked that part in between her legs licking hungrily consuming all her released liquid. "You are so sweet and delicious as ever..." She heard him drawled as he keep on licking her in an hungry manner. She closed her eyes feeling so exhausted by what he just did to her. Few moments later, she felt him violently pushed her legs apart. He pulled his shaft and played on her folds rubbing it gently down her clit. And then with no such warning he directed it's lead to her entrance and drive fastly. His thrust was drastic and very aggressive as if he was showing her has the power to her. He never showed her gentleness just like the previous love

Agape nodded and smiled. "When everything became so complicated, you give your fullest understanding to me. You gave yourself to me without regret, knowing that people might judge you, but you just don't care because you love me. Agape, you are the only woman who loved me even in my worst. Even after knowing I am cold-blooded, ruthless killer... Even after knowing I was the threat in every royalty, you still loved me. And I don't know what did I do to deserve you. I love you so much." Rampage kisses her hands as he sobs. Agape looked up and wiped her tears. The overwhelming emotions takes over her heart. He is melting it. His love melts her heart. This feeling, she doesn’t want to forget it

I drove my hips up as I slammed her down on me repeatedly. I had wanted to make love to her, but both of us were too desperate for that. I flipped her suddenly, so she was under me. I pushed her legs onto my shoulders and drove my cock back into her. I grabbed her shoulders so her body was entirely pinned by mine, and she couldn’t even scoot away as I continued to drill her body with mine. I let out all of the anger, sadness, and loneliness I’d felt for so long, and I became extremely aggressive with how I fucked her.

She closes her eyes and lightly scratches her nails at his back. "I want it hard… I want it to be aggressive and wild." It stirs him up. He caresses her cheeks down to her chest and his hand reaches her down there. She was ready and what was he waiting for? He haul on her and make love to her in such an aggressive and wild way as she wanted. The bed remains creaking until the legs of the bed breaks but he kept going until she got her release and he got his. He laughed and kissed her. He sat up and looked down at her flushed face.

I hated that I was reacting to him, that my pulse was racing even as my mind was screaming for him to stop. He was aggressive, his movements raw and punishing. He wasn't making love, he was taking his revenge on me. I saw stars as he hit my prostate over and over, his chest slapping against my back. "Wait… please," I gasped, my head lolling back against the pillows.

Sooner that she liked, he drew away. " Not today. I will wait till you are ready. I do not make love baby. Xavier does that. I fuck. I will tear you up so much you wouldn't be able to walk for a week. I will make sure you feel me inside you every time you walk after that. I will definitely come back when you are ready. She bit her lip excited. Best day of my life, she thought , she couldn't wait to meet Alaric again. "Someone liked it" Xavier commented, his eyes assuming their forest green color. She blushed and looked away, she definitely did!