Chiếm Lấy Em Novels & Stories

Now, when his arms enveloped me, she was waking up, hungry. “M, you want to be mine.” Matt whispered in my ear. “I can tell by the way your breathing changed in my arms.

Explained Satoru. "that same year, you cheated on me with that omega who seduce you by using his pheromones. He made you bite his nape making the two of you bonded and that made you break up with me. We love each other so much and yet that omega made you cheat on me!" Melissa finally lose her cool and started to give out of her anger towards Yuuta.

Her face fell, and the plea in her eyes instantly morphed into anger. Hatred seeped into her voice as she spat out, "Why? Why do you get everything so effortlessly, while I don't? It's all the things you didn't want, so why can't I have them? I'm just—" "You're just a thief and an imposter," I cut her off. "You took what didn't belong to you, and now you think you're justified?" Debra's face twisted in fury, and her emotions spiraled out of control as her voice became shrill and desperate.

She stammered, struggling to form words, torn by the weight of my ultimatum. I tightened my hold slightly, leaning in close. “You belong to me, Ember. No one else. So Choose your words wisely.”

As if I would let that happen. “Darling Rose, do you really think I would show you off without your permission? Even just the sight of this pretty pussy is all mine.” Once I get my shirt off and toss it with the rest, I lean into her. The scent of her is calling me, and I have to get started so I can prove my point. I decide teasing licks all around will hold her attention more than a wholesale attack on her sanity. “All of this is mine, Emory. And I do. Not. Share.” I finish off with one long lick all the way up, just to make sure she’s listening. And, ok, to watch the chills move all the way up her body. She tosses her head back on the seat and I recognize the time to get down to business.

I ran my fingers through her hair, and she grabbed the front of my shirt, pulling me closer to her. “I am going to mark you and marry you, though.” I said as I started kissing her neck. “I need to make you mine.” “I need you to make me yours.” Emma said softly, making me groan and press my dick on her pussy. This was happening. She would be mine. I would finally make her mine.

I added the gas on his flaming emotions. "..." "So, you must win the game. Beat everyone and keep her by your side forever. Isn't this the first time you love someone? Then claim it. Claim it without holding back." 'As well as I will claim the person who is currently listening to our conversation.'

He held the white case up and stared at Morris. "The chip is here." "Oh, thank God," Morris said, exhaling deeply. "But Charmaine isn't." "What?" We all asked in sync. "They took her. It must have been a kidnap. They moved too quickly. I knew something was up." "Well, Jackson—" "They took him too." "What?"

He laid her down against the mattress, his weight pressing her into the sheets, his hand locking around hers above her head. His eyes pinned her. “You’re mine.” Her throat tightened. She nodded, breathless. “I’m yours.” He kissed her again, hard, dragging truth from her lips that she couldn’t give any other way. His touch was everywhere, commanding, unyielding, but never careless. He marked her with the strength of his hands, the heat of his mouth, the possessive rhythm of his body claiming hers. Emilia arched into him, every nerve alive, her heart a frantic drum. She whispered his name like a prayer, like a plea, like an apology for the secrets she couldn’t tell him.

It sat perfectly right next to my emerald promise ring. He stood up, his massive frame instantly towering over me, and before I could even draw a breath, he pulled me straight into his chest. His arms wrapped around my waist like iron bands, lifting my feet completely off the ground as he buried his face in my neck. "You're mine," he growled against my skin, his voice deep, gravelly, and vibrating with an intense, possessive hunger. "You are officially mine, Emma. No turning back." "I don't want to turn back," I sobbed happily, wrapping my arms tightly around his neck, burying my fingers in his thick, dark hair.