Can You Be Mine Novels & Stories

“Because you are mine. Mine and mine alone." I flicked my gaze back and forth, unable to make sense of what was happening. What the hell? Had this monster just claimed me?

"Mine. Say it. Say you're mine." "Yours, Daddy! Only yours! Forever yours!" "That's right. And no one takes what's mine. No one even looks at what's mine. MINE!"

He was mine, and I was his. 💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨

“This is where I’d mark you as mine.” “Then do it.” My hands are in his hair trying to pull him closer. “Mark me, claim me, I don’t care anymore.”

Megan is mine. She's always been mine. And I'm not letting her go. I just can't lose her to anyone else.

“That you're mine. And I'm yours.” “You wouldn't do it. Even if I begged.” I panted “With the way i’m itching for the entire world to know that we’re mates?” He chuckled cruelly “I might.”

“I am not going back, you have the room to freely bring in your whores now.” I tell him and that right about shuts him up for the rest of our ride to the engagement dinner party. I can barely even admit to myself whose engagement it is.

Something possessive and violent. Mine.

She stares down at them, whispering, “Endurance isn’t enough, darling. Let’s see how well you endure when I strip you down to nothing.” Her phone buzzes with a new message. This time from a shadowy contact: Ready when you are. Just say the word.

I mumbled with a sigh. “Yeah, damn.” “Don’t worry, I’ll sort it out...” I said with no idea how I was going to sort it out. Half a million. How the fuck do I raise half a million? As he pulled me into a cuddle, it reminded me of how a few hours from now I would have to do the same to another person for petty cash. *** I shuddered in shock as she stretched and grabbed my dick through my pants, I coughed, focusing my attention on the carpet. The stale country music blasted through the speakers, a bit on the nose since the tight shorts and white shirts already gave it away that it was a country club.