Alba Loves Bondage Novels & Stories

one of them said stiffly. “Why?” I asked. Another answered before the first could. “Someone has betrayed Alpha Dean. You might be next.” “Well,” I said, forcing a polite smile, “I’m just going to the library.” They didn’t move. I sighed. “Guess we’re all going then.” They followed me inside, their presence heavy and watchful. I wandered between the shelves, running my fingers along spines, pretending to search for love stories. What I really wanted was a history book, one that listed all past Alphas and their betas. I needed to understand that bond.

Seraphina’s heart pounded in her chest as she stood there, her wrists still bound in silver chains, the weight of her new reality settling in with a heaviness that almost crushed her. The bond between them had snapped into place like a curse, invisible but unbreakable. Alpha Dorian Nightbane had claimed her, and now her very existence was tied to his in ways she couldn’t yet understand and didn’t want to.

"When you get me, Derek's location then we can talk about you.. now leave!!." Before Sodom could move a step, three white wolves had already rushed towards him and bundled him back to the dungeon. ** "Again!!" Lia stated as Nadia tried fruitlessly for the umpteenth time to cash a Binding spell. Nadia sighed in frustration as she took the rope in front of her, the spell was supposed to make the rope to tie on its own, but despite all her efforts, it had not even moved from it's original position. "Are you guys sure that I'm really one of you?" She asked sadly, as this spell was literally the first spell that any witch could cast, according to what Lia had told her earlier.

The sight of him—the powerful Alpha, bound and exposed—sent a thrill through her. Next, his ankles. She knelt between his legs, her hands running up his calves, feeling the strength there. She tied each ankle to the corners of the bedframe, spreading his legs open. He was completely vulnerable now, his thick cock lying hard against his stomach, a blatant testament to his arousal. “Look at you,” Alona whispered, crawling up his body. She straddled his hips, her own slick skin pressing against his. “All tied up for me.” His expression was a mix of amusement and intense hunger. “Do your worst.”

Alba stepped beside me and snaked her arms around my waist from behind as she hugged me, resting her chin on my shoulder as tears poured from my eyes. "I’m happy he found you, Nadia. You have no idea how you saved Riley and all of us from his wrath." She chuckled at her words, but she was shedding tears too. "I’m glad I found him too," I mumbled back, trying not to choke on my own tears. "Do you like him?" "I love him, Alba." Alba let go of her arms around me and faced me, her hands still holding onto my arms. "I always knew only a strong female could make Riley bow down, so thank you. I can’t say it enough."

I struggle, but he subdues me easily with one hand. He pats my thighs, “Behave.” Then he continues to untie me. “Remember, my name is Alvar Gonzales, your man.” He throws the rope out the window, and someone immediately retrieves it. He turns back, his gaze intense. “And you, you belong to me. You’re the gift to me. Leaving is not an option. Do you understand?” My brain instantly shuts down. Alvar Gonzales? The notorious, brutal sexual sadist Alpha?

Even in his self-proclaimed victory, he burrowed his nose in what felt like her hair, pressing a kiss every so often while his hardness rested inside her twitching flesh. He loved the scent of scotch that filled her breath, mixed with her aroma of wild berry gelato and the feel of her body against his. God, he just loved- He grunted loudly to keep his thoughts from treading dangerous waters. "Untie me...Alba." His words were nearly a command; she had pushed him so far that he considered it; but now it was his turn to have her as he wished. She used his chest to push against him, lift herself from his hardness, and slide off the bed before a rustling sound ensued.

"I, Alpha Jacob Galhart..." "I, Absaline Clair Montrell..." "...take you, Absaline Clair Montrell..." "...take you, Alpha Jacob Galhart..." "...as my mate, and my Luna..." "...as my mate, and my Alpha..." "...and commit myself to you and to this bond..." "...and commit myself to you and to this bond..." "...I will let no one come between us..." "...I will let no one come between us..." "...to destroy the love blessed by the Moon..." "...to destroy the love blessed by the Moon..."

ase gnawing at her.Alison hesitated, her eyes flicking to Xavier’s sleeping form before meeting Timbre’s gaze. "There’s something you need to know about the bond you share with Xavier. It’s not just any bond—it’s something far more ancient, far more dangerous."Timbre felt a cold dread settle over her. "What do you mean?"Alison took a deep breath, as though steeling herself for what she had to say. "The bond between an Alpha and their mate is powerful, but it’s not uncommon. What you and Xavier share, however, goes beyond that. It’s what we call a Soul Bond—a connection that ties your very souls together. It’s rare, almost unheard of, and it’s said to bring great power to both individuals. Bu

“Begging for promises while my knot keeps you stuffed and dripping. We’ll burn it all for Elara—the councils, the ravens, those Eastern serpents slithering in the shadows. I’ll stand at your side in every chamber, every battlefield, and when they try to chain her bloodline the way they tried to chain yours, I’ll remind them who the fuck we are. Sovereign doesn’t mean alone, Rose. It means *us*. And when we win? When she’s free? I’m taking you north to that cabin. Forty miles of nothing but river, fireflies, and my cock. First three days I’ll do nothing but this—wake you with my tongue buried in this sweet cunt, knot you on the porch while the sun rises, fuck you over the kitchen table until