Chiếm Lấy Em Novels & Stories

Jason told him, trying to remember where exactly he placed. "Give me once as we reach home" Dawson instructed him. He knew what he was planning in his mind. Tomorrow was her wedding and he's going to go there. He will talk to her and convince her. And if needed he will kidnap her from there. Because she is only his to touch and live with. He was a very possessive man. *

Filled with grief, she stared at her screen and bit her lip as she sent another message. "Please come and keep me company, or just take my call. Do you know who I went on a blind date with tonight? It's your boss, Brock Leach. He wanted to humiliate me. He treated me like I was a prostitute! "Please come and look for me, I'm begging you. I'm sitting out on the street right now. I don't know where to go. I know you still love me. You can't bear to see me out in the rain, right? I want you. I want you to come and keep me company. I'll still be yours tonight."

Emily cried out, unable to hold back her passion. Unable to resist any longer, Arion shifted their position, placing Emily beneath him. Kneeling above her with a dominant gaze, he commanded, "Spread wide, darling! I want to devour you right now!"

I said softly, “I’m not trying to take away your freedom. I’m trying to give you something better. A life where you don’t have to fight for every scrap of control, where you can have everything you’ve ever wanted without compromise.” She looked at me, her eyes searching mine for some sign of deception. “And what do you want, Luca?” she asked. I held her gaze, my voice steady as I answered. “You.” The word hung in the air between us, heavier than the silence that followed. For the first time, Emma looked unsure, as if the weight of my admission had caught her off balance. “You don’t own me,” she said finally, her voice trembling. “No,” I said, standing and walking around the table until I was

My mate’s raging lust, the overwhelming waves of pure physical desire, completely blurred her ability to think rationally. All she wanted, all she needed, was the fulfillment that only I, her mate, could offer her. “Yes, Emile. I am yours. All of me, now and always. Please, don’t keep me waiting!” she whimpered, trembling with surrender.

I rasp, in barely a whisper. She takes control the way she always does, the way she craves, and I let her. I watch her ride me like she owns me, like she’s claiming something she’s wanted for too long. She bends forward, breasts brushing my chest, and kisses me again, messy, desperate, while her hips keep rolling. I’m already too close. Too fucking close. “Fuck, Em...” She plants one palm on my chest for leverage, the other on the headboard. Then she really moves, harder, faster, chasing it. The wet slap of skin on skin fills the room.

"My blood flows in your veins. You carry a thousand years of my power. All of it was a gift from me." "And now you want to throw it all away?" The Sire's tone turned dangerous. "In that case... I'll have to reclaim what is mine." Lilith finally understood her true intent. "No!" she cried, stumbling backward. "You can't! This is my body! My power!" "Yours?" The Sire scoffed. "Child, without my Embrace, you'd be a pile of bones. Now, I'm taking back what's mine." She spread her arms, and black tentacles erupted from her body, surging toward the center of the circle.

With my right hand untying her corset, my left dove in and cupped her. " Is this what you want?" " Yes," she said with a tremor in her voice. " Anything more?" " No... For now." " Alright," I heaved, and quickly detached. " Cause I'm about to arrest you for kidnapping my son from his mother.

“From this moment on, you’ll learn obedience. Until your brother gives me what I want, you belong to me. My pet. My prisoner.” Her scream rips out of her, wild and desperate. “You can’t kidnap me!” I smile slowly, savoring it, tilting my head like a predator amused by its prey. “Kidnap? No, sweetheart. You walked right into my snare. You’re not stolen you’re claimed.”

He pulled out an engagement ring and waved it in front of Emilia declaring with dominance: "Emilia, I'm taking you as my wife. I want to be with you in life and death for the rest of my life."