Books On Dominance Novels & Stories

But the day Gerard beat me in class, he told me that’s the power of a Dominant of an Alpha. Even when I won an award for best art work, he said that’s was a spot for Recessive and Betas. Dominant ruled the business and science world just like Gerard. I had worked harder. Sleepless night in college, came out with a first class. Closed a deal that put the company back in the Forbes list. But it wasn’t enough. Like he would say, I could achieve more if I were a Dominant. That was the only way out of this cycle of failure. To become a Dominant Alpha.

Only a predator remained. "This is the chair where your father sits to rule his world, Bella," Dominic growled. His voice was like a saw cutting through wood. "Tonight, I am going to rule you in it. I am going to turn this office into a house of sin." He walked over to the desk and swept everything off it. Gold pens, crystal ash trays, and millions of dollars in contracts hit the floor. Crash! Clatter! He didn't care. He sat down in the big red leather chair and pulled me onto his lap.

Dominic was a werewolf, not just any werewolf, but an Alpha, born to lead, born to conquer. His pack controlled the city’s underworld, weaving its influence through the criminal networks, the police, and the government. His business was legitimate, but his power? That was something primal, something untamed. His rivals feared him, his enemies respected him, and those who crossed him… well, they didn’t live long enough to regret it.

Madox smiled. There were few times that he could see his friend out of control, with all his uncontrolled pheromones invading the whole place aggressively. That...was good for health. Dominic had always been an alpha who could be said passive. He didn't look for conflict and while he wouldn't let himself be overshadowed by another alpha he did look for the least violent means of dealing with things. Very contrary to him.

Not that I think with him it will be needed, although I’m sure it will be even more mind-blowing in this new position for us. Alexi has never instigated me on top any of the times we had sex and it’s not a coincidence. I was in the game long enough to know that dominants like him, with a penchant for bondage and humiliating women, never allow a woman to take control of sex at all. Never do they let her get on top and give her any sort of power in the games. It’s a dominance thing, all about control and teaching their sub where their place is. Alexi may not be a full-on proper dominant in that scene, but he has those tendencies and the alpha male is strong in his DNA.

He's so sweet. "But you're so sweet and kind. You're not dominating type of person. It's unbelievable." I said incredulously, utterly shocked. He moved closer to me and said in dominating tone for the first time. "I like to control girls on bed. I like to see them begging for me to fuck them hard." His tone was so intense that it sent the chills down my spine and rose goosebumps on my body. I became aroused suddenly and instantly, I was shocked. After a few minutes of silence, I asked, "You also punish your submissive?" He nodded.

Samantha and I had been close during our very youthful days so she had known of the plan to find a book though I did not tell her what I had planned on using the book for or what the book entails but she did not mind helping. Armed with the information Samantha had given me, I set out on a quest to find the book. Quest might be an exaggeration because all I did was sneak into my father’s room on one of those many days he was drunk and had another woman in his matrimonial bed and stole the book. From that moment on, I had kept the book, reading of stories about the great time, about how the Abode was not the entirety of the pack’s main home, it was just a cut out for the Alpha and all other h

" My eyes couldn't help but roam over his glistening, muscular chest, longing to touch him, to feel him. But I knew that with Noah, I was only allowed to do what he commanded. I was completely under his spell as his submissive, and he was my dominant. I craved his touch, his control, his every command. "Oh, God," I moaned, unable to resist the pleasure he was giving me as his skilled hands massaged and fondled my breasts with expert precision. I was his to command, and I wouldn't have it any other way. "Your pussy is begging for me, Britney. It's so wet and needy." His voice dripped with dominance and hunger.

After going through the emails, she was bored and she picked up a book in the study to read. She hadn't seen Alex all morning, she had breakfast all by herself and took her meds after Logan reminded her to. Recalling how Alex talked to her yesterday, she didn't want to see him either. Hours passed and she was still reading the book, it was based on BDSM and she found it interesting. She learned about the culture and how a sub acts to her dominant. She realised it wasn't all about pain but pain and pleasure. As long as the dominant and submissive agrees to the rules and everything involved then it is no longer classified as an abuse or punishment.

Where would I even start? "Intimidation," I murmured. "Power dynamics. Alpha behavior." I moved along the shelves, scanning titles, pulling out books, and setting them aside. My mother's organizational system was beginning to make sense to me; she had grouped books by topic, with the most important or frequently referenced ones at eye level. And then I saw it. A thick volume bound in dark leather, its title stamped in gold, "Mastering the Council: A Guide to Navigating Alpha Politics."