Captivation Want Nothing But You Novels & Stories

“Our new captive is ready for the full organization welcome. Show her how the Vargas Cartel claims its property.” I was pushed forward into the center of the dusty courtyard where dozens of cartel soldiers, drivers, and enforcers quickly formed a large circle. My knees hit the dirt as Elena forced me down. “Beg for it,” she ordered, yanking my hair so I faced the crowd. “Please… every one of you… fuck your new captive whore,” I moaned, spreading my knees wide and reaching down to open my swollen pussy. “I need your cartel cocks. Stretch me. Breed me. Use every hole until I can’t walk.”

I murmured. The term 'captive' along with the gentle affections brought forth a pleasurable response from her. "I am perverse," she whispered. "I want you to take me as I cry and scream. I want to feel your body pressing down on me as you are doing now. I beg to be spanked, lashed, tease and tormented by you. Steal my sight and hearing. Render me helpless and utterly at your mercy, my Cáel," she pleaded. I'd allow the 'my'. "And?" I mused. "And?" she was confused.

Want to be one but I can’t… To love you but I can’t… Kiss your heart but I can’t… You want a psycho but I ain’t one… Ripped you apart, you want… Out of this world, you want… Sink into drama… Earn you a lover… But I can’t And then I saw it. And I stopped breathing.

He can't kill them, and I won't let it happen. "You can't do this," I cry out, trying to pry his hands off me. "Don't cry, angel. You can easily fix this. All you have to say is that you're mine, and you'll have a great life." He wipes away my tears and says, "I'm the only man who'll get the chance to make love to you, touch you, kiss you, and worship you. I want to consume every thought in your mind. I want to be the only person you think about every day. I want you to feel lonely when I'm not around, as you beg me to please you.” He adds in a dangerous whisper against my ear, then bites my earlobe.

“ Did you ever think maybe she wanted to be taken? She left you without a word.” I tightened my grip. “Shut. Up.” Benita whimpered as she slipped out her wet fingers and gripped my black shirt instead. She rocked her hips against the leg of my pants, eyes half-lidded. “Goddess, I beg you Killian,” she pleased desperately. “Please take me. I can't control myself anymore. I need you now. It's driving me nuts. I want to feel your cock inside me darling I love you. Please—just take me. Forget her. I’m here. I’m real. Use me. I don’t care, just fuck the pain away—”

He stepped even closer, his chest brushing against hers, the friction sending a shockwave straight to her core. "I don't need a fake fiancée, Vivian. I don't care about the media," Dominic dictated, his voice dropping into a velvety, terrifyingly bold growl. "You want that twenty-two million gone? You sign the contract on my desk. One year. You move into my penthouse, and behind closed doors, you belong to me completely. Your body, your time, your absolute submission. You will obey every command I give you. You will be my exclusive, private captive until I have bled every dime of satisfaction out of you. No questions. No rebellion."

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> "Yes," I moan. "Yes, I want it. I want you to breed me. I want you to ruin me. I want you to use me however you want." _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

"Are you okay with being restrained to my bed while I have access to every part of your naked body to do whatever I want? And just to be clear, I want you on your hands and knees so I can grab and smack your ass while I pound into you, so goddamn hard and deep it’ll shove you up the mattress a few feet and you’ll forget your own name. I want you on your back, your legs spread indecently wide, with my mouth and tongue and fingers fucking you before I take you with my cock. And when you think you can’t take any more, I’m going to want to do it all over again.”

For some reason, that triggered me so much. "Can you stop?" Very raspy voice came out from my mouth. I'm actually quiet shocked to hear my own voice, let alone Greyson. "Stop this act. Whatever this is... stop acting like we are a couple. Stop acting like you care about me." Greyson looked at me dead in the eye. "What makes you think that i am acting?" I scoffed mockingly. "I... I am only here because i was purchased from an auction remember?? I am just a fucking sex slave!" My voice raised.

“Fuck, Penelope, baby. You’re so tight and sweet. Tell me who you belong to, baby. I’ve gotta cum in you again. I need you to tell ame who owns this pussy.” “You do, Alpha You own me.” Another hungry escaped my throat. I lean down, sucking a fat nipple into my mouth, tasting her cunt juice all over it. I moan around it and thrust hard, bottoming out against her cervix. Her unprotected pussy is sucking up my cum, begging to be bred. The thought nearly has me going off. If I get her pregnant, there is no way she wouldn't be mine. There's no way I wouldn't be the most happy man alive.