Always Been Yours Novels & Stories

Every inch of me was his, every heartbeat bound to his presence. “Say it,” he whispered, lips brushing mine in a soft, teasing claim. “Say it for me.” “I’m yours,” I breathed, voice trembling with desire, relief, and trust. “Completely yours.” Grayson’s lips curved slightly, a low, satisfied murmur vibrating against my skin. “Good,” he murmured, voice heavy with possession. “Every inch of you is mine. Every part, every thought, every moment you give me… it is mine, Callie. And I will always remind you.”

He quickly accessed the inbox and began to read all the messages. [TAMA MY LOVE] ~ Babe, what do you want me to get for you from here? No need. Your presence is enough. ~ ~ Are you sure? Of course. You’re my love. What matters more than you? ~ ~ You can always blow me away. I’ll do anything to make you happy. ~ ~ Aw, you’re so sweet. Oh, right, I’ve got a Valentine surprise for you. ~ ~ Me too. Hmm, what is it? Good news? ~

The scent was the same. Mine. Always mine. “This is to show everyone that you are mine. You always have been. You always will be.” Mael growled inside me. “She's still ours.” And she can fight that.

Edges me until I was crying, begging, and promising anything. Then unties me, flips me over, fucks me from behind slow and deep. “You are mine, Vanessa. My babygirl. My little slut. My everything.” I cum screaming “Daddy” into the pillow. He finishes inside me, holds me tight. “Forever,” he whispers. And I know he means it. My son’s best friend owns me completely. And I have never been happier.

"I'm yours..." Grabbing onto my neck, Blake wrapped her arms around it and pulled me downward, biting down on my skin, letting out a growl as her nails dug into my shoulders. "Mine?" She mumbled in between grunts, her voice sounding hoarse. "All yours," I teased with a nod. "And I'm yours," Blake repeated, raising her head and looking at me, and I could see the tears brimming in her eyes, but she tried hard to blink them away, swallowing heavily as she stared into my eyes intently. "Forever yours."

“Only yours. Always yours.” They stay inside me a little longer — just holding me, just owning me, just breathing with me. And deep in my wrecked, aching body, I know I will never want anything else. I am theirs. Completely and forever.

That she’d listen to her mother’s voice instead of mine. I needed to show her that she didn’t have to be perfect to be loved. That she didn’t have to earn her worth. She just had to be. Audrey. My Audrey. I started the car, finally forcing myself to drive away, but my eyes flicked up to her window in the rearview mirror one last time. And even though I couldn’t see her, I whispered into the dark: “You’re mine, Audrey. Whether you know it yet or not.” And when the time was right, I’d tell her everything. The truth about who I was. About the bond we shared. About the wild, eternal thing that pulled me to her like gravity.

"If we die tonight, your spirit will return to Heaven and mine will go back to Hell and then our fathers will send us to Harlem and although we'll be together again for eternity, it won't be the same as being with you on Earth because let's face it; Harlem is just a fancy word for prison. "You have been my joy and my entire happiness. You made this world worth living in and I just want to thank you for loving me when no one else did." "You don't have to thank me, Garin. Being with you and loving you was also the best experience of my entire existence. I cannot even imagine how my life would have turned out without you in it. I love you, now and always," Hannah said and moved closer to him. H

That's the root of our relationship. Jake, Little Josie and little Jake, all my heart beat in one place, I wouldn't trade them for anything in the world. A little bun in the oven is also on the way in few months time. I couldn't be any happier than this, there's nothing more I could wish for. There is nothing as sweet and beautiful as a happy ending, and that is exactly what Jake and I got. A very beautiful and sweet happy ending.

“Or you might not be the only one leaving marks tonight.” Kael’s eyes blazed golden, lips parting to growl. “I own her. Do you understand?” “Yes,” I whispered, trembling. “I’m yours.” “No,” Kael said sharply. “Say it like you mean it. Like you’ve always known it.” “I’m yours,” I repeated, voice firmer this time, though my body was thrumming with need for all three of them. “Kael… all of you.”