Novel & Cerita Books About Dominant Possessive Alpha Males

First: DENNYJAY—TO TOUCH AN OMEGA Second: TO LOVE AND TO KILL—THE TRUE ALPHA Third: LUOMAX—CLAIMED BY AN ICY OMEGA All three are LGBTQ-themed. To be more specific, THE TRUE ALPHA is a lesbian story. I know, I know… some of you might not be as interested, but I urge you to give it a try. If it’s not to your liking, you can always pause for a while—and hopefully, when her story concludes a few chapters later, you’ll return for LUOMAX’s story. I understand some readers might suggest opening a new book for each story, but as many of you know, getting a new book officially approved can take quite some time. That’s why I’ve chosen to keep all three stories within one book.

“Not at all. I honestly have nothing to say because Luna is not in the Villa at the moment and Ms. Harper is currently out too. It will be good if they can see them both and be the judge of the slaving part.” “Thank you.” He said to Theresa. He turned to face the men. “Is there anything else you would like to know?” “Yes, I heard that Alpha Dominic is very fierce and brutal and he extends that to those close to him. How true is that?” “You are wrong. You didn't get your facts right. There's a difference between being a fierce wolf and a brutal one. Alpha Dominic is disciplined. He has policies and that's something missing in today's world. If you ask me, I will tell you that wolves have gott

“I understand that werewolves have a ranking system, and a method of identifying dominance within themselves. You, Rhett and Cameron are all alphas, but they recognize you as the dominant alpha.” “That is correct,” he nodded. “Not all werewolves rank, and within the ranks there are those who are more dominant, like myself, and less, like Cameron. We have an instinctual understanding both of our own position within the pack by rank and by dominance within the rank. Alphas and betas are usually male, and they tend to be stronger, faster, and more aggressive in their behaviors – all attributes that exist to enable us to procreate successfully.

I pouted angrily to Rae and she chuckled in response. "It looks like our little interaction with our knight in shining armor has set off a little bit of jealous rage." she grinned as I sighed in exasperation. "Is it always going to be like this? Every time a man so much as breathes in my direction is he going to be throwing his toys out of the pram and getting obnoxiously possessive?" "I mean…I wouldn't say obnoxiously possessive. But it is pretty standard for how Alpha's are with their mates. They are territorial by nature over things that they consider theirs and…well..we are his." Rae shrugged casually.

That had to hurt. For a miniscule, cowardly, illogical second, I thought of telling Colin maybe he should be the one to let me fuck him. But no. For one, I didn’t think he’d enjoy it any more than I would, even though at least my cock was a normal (better than average, thank you, but not ridiculous) size and not monstrous…and for two, that wouldn’t fit the experimental model at all. An alpha would hunt a potential mate and then claim him violently in exactly one way. I was sure there were male alphas out there who bottomed, because human and human-like sexuality had every variety you could think of. But most male alphas wanted, to put it crudely, to get their knots into someone. Alphas tende

Maybe I can have some fun with this possessive, protective, Alpha male.

His pupils dilated till his eyes were practically black, drinking the grey. Clara’s heart pounded in her ribs like a bird in a cage. She could sense his strength, which was crushing, primitive, and very intoxicating. He was more than a wolf. He was the Alpha. And not just any alpha; he was an alpha king. Dominic rose slowly from the leather couch, his huge, powerful body looming over all the other people in the room. His business associates were in a complete hush, which was a testament to his terrible status. His eyes never left Clara, tracking the line of her neck, the rise and fall of her breasts, and the tremor of her hands.

“What might that be?” “He saved me,” I confessed. “Maybe even my life. If he hadn’t been there…I don’t know what would’ve happened to me. But he was there, and despite everything, he saved me. He even put himself in danger for me. Because that’s the kind of person he is. Someone who saves someone else regardless of what happens, and how they treated him, just because they need him. He’s an Alpha to his core, not like those posers who think being growly and possessive is all there is to it. He’s just…he protects, and he leads. He cares for others. And when he wants something, he goes for it, especially if he believes it’s the right thing. And almost always, it is.”

#transmigration #captivity #BDSM #pack #powerplay #degradation #Alpha #werewolves #submission #gangbang #fantasy Always read tags. So you can skip if the themes are not to your taste. *** You had just finished the last page of “Taken by the Pack,” and your heart was racing with excitement. You could feel your pussy getting wetter as you recalled how the Heroine had taken on all of the werewolves. Sighing dreamily, you lay back on your couch, your body tingling from arousal as you imagined being under the dominating presence of the Alpha. It was only a few days ago that you’d discovered the book in a quaint, dusty bookstore tucked away in a corner of town. The old woman behind the counter had

Terror rips through my body, I’m only able to tremble and weep like a little child. Even my tears don’t flow the way I need them to, they are as crippled as I am. “Good talk.” He pats my back and I flinch away from him. From his eyes, I see it’s all just a sick game to him and I was merely an unwanted chess piece standing in his way. The game had to play out how he wanted it to. He had to win, ofcourse. The dangerous Alphas’ obsession with winning was equally a strength that pushed them like madness to attain a goal no matter who or what needed to be gotten rid of.