As Long As You're Mine Wicked Novels & Stories

she wriggles but I just tighten my hold. "Stop resisting me. I'm all yours now," I let out laughter. "You pervert." "Well, this pervert is your lovely husband that you fight for yesterday." I was beyond happy. I succeed in marking her as mine and made her attached to me physically, mentally, and emotionally. Now, my job is to love her more until she can't back off from me. ......................................................

“You’re seriously not mad?” “Oh, I’m furious, but not at you. Some bitch she thought she was going to take what is mine. Because you, my alpha, are mine. This,” she said grabbing my cock, “is MINE. I might not even be able to walk in a little while, but you and this are mine. No one gets any of it but me.”

I hit deep and hard, kissing her, tasting her, drinking her in. "When you signed those papers, you pledged yourself to me. I don't care if it wasn't real. I don't care how long until it's official. You are mine, asteraki mu, every inch of you is mine, and I will have you. I will feast on you until I've had enough, and I am never satisfied."

She must have been greatly depressed when she cut her wrist. Quinn was a wicked woman, but it was he had to admit that it was he who had hurt her the most.

She ain’t mine and I am definitely not hers. I should start giving a chance to people who I deserve and who deserve me. She kissed me some more before parting. There was a tear in her eyes. “Dove, why--” “Finally, Max” she said, in her beautiful voice. “Finally you are mine” “Yeah I am” I smiled. She smiled and blushed. She hugged me and I hugged her back. It felt good. I felt like I was alive again.

said Sherly sincerely. "I love you more. You are only mine, and I would risk anything to protect what is mine, it will always be that way."

I have so little time with Sierra and she comes with none of the virgin baggage I'm accustomed to so why waste a single minute? I release her breast and take the other into my mouth, sucking until her sighs turn to heavy moans. She's more than beautiful. When I release her this time, I give a gentle tug to her hair and watch as her eyes slowly open. My voice is throaty and filled with emotion. "Are you sure, Sierra? I want you badly, but I'm not a good man." Her lips form the naughtiest of smiles. "The last thing I want is good. Be very, very wicked with me, Sarn, because that's what I will be with you."

I cry out, trying to reach back to soothe the heat, but he seizes my hand, locking it behind me. “Tell me what you crave, Angel.” His voice is a snarl now, low and commanding. “Tell me what you want me to do to you.” “something wicked.” I moan, trembling. “How wicked.” His voice presses, husky and demanding as he leans in, moving my hair to one side as he begins leaving wet, lingering kisses on my shoulder, sending sparks and tingles through me. “Fuck!… I want you to take my virgini…” Knock! Knock!

She was mine, and I wouldn’t want to have it in another way. “You’re mine,” I whispered. She responded in deep wheezes. With every flick of my finger, she seemed to be going out of control. “You are mine. My mate, my luna,” I said. She looked at me, her gaze adultrated with lust. “Say it,” I told her. "You… are... mine?” She could barely speak in between her gasps of breath. I nodded my head. “Yeah, I am yours, baby. And you, my beautiful mate, are mine.”

“When you’re this wet for me, you are my good girl. Don’t hold back. I want you screaming on my cock. I want everyone here to know you’re mine.” His grip tightened. “And I’m taking you with me.”