Novel & Cerita Chiếm Lấy Em

That thought alone makes my cock get even harder and then as the vision of her soft skin under my fingers and what she would feel like wrapped around my cock as I claim her as my own I can't stop the low possessive hiss that leaves my lips. I watch her once again walk away, from the ruins, only this time as I follow her back to the castle I decided to finally give in to that craving and that no one would miss a lowly servant such as she and when she comes to me willingly the next evening I will take her, I will make her mine. She will not return to that castle, as I will claim her. She will be my servant, my slave, my pet and I will take my pleasure… ----------- EMMA

I asked her. Emma looked up and met mine, then nodded, "Very much, especially because it’s mine," she said possessively, passing her fingernails over my chest, "Only Mine," she said, looking down at her hands moving possessively, "No one will see it, or even dream of it." continued. I felt the dick get even harder for his possessive doing "And you won’t even have to look at someone else" she continued going with hands down, stretched out, and grabbed my balls, making me moan as she came back with her eyes on mine "Otherwise I’ll rip your balls off," she said with clenched teeth.

So is the desire to conquer her. To own her. To make her mine. And that's exactly what I do.

She was already entangled, whether I liked it or not. And now, I had to protect her.Marco’s recklessness was accelerating his own destruction. Each move he made brought him closer to the end. My possessiveness flared. Emily wasn’t just anyone—she was mine. The first moment I saw her, I knew she belonged to me. And there was no turning back now. “Dem, bring her here,” I ordered. “I need her close. No more risks. No more games.” “She’s already heading to the building,” Dem said.

She held my gaze as she pulled her shorts down, spreading her legs wide. “Come fuck some of that tension away,” she whispered. I grabbed the back of her neck, yanked her down and crushed my mouth to hers. My other hand slid between us as I shoved my boxers down, lining my cock up at her entrance. “You asked for this,” I growled against her mouth. I picked her up and dragged her down on me, inch by inch, until she was seated to the hilt, her heat squeezing me so tight it almost hurt. “Emilia…” My hands clamped her hips, holding her there as I fought to keep some control.

I wanted to hear what she was holding back, to unravel her intentions. The dark makeup around her eyes seemed to deepen their intensity. She stared at me, her gaze heavy with a dangerous truth that sent a chill down my spine. Emiliana reached out, her hands gently holding my face. Her fingers traced my lip slowly, her touch both soft and unsettling. “Marry me,” Emiliana declared, her voice brimming with a bold confidence that threw me off balance. Her words hit me like a shockwave, knocking me completely off my feet. What was she thinking? As a mother and as a person, how could she say this?

“I took you because you belong to me. I will chase you to the ends of the earth if I have to. And when I catch you, I will remind you exactly who owns this body.” He squeezed my breasts harder, fingers digging in until fresh tears spilled down my cheeks. My nipples hardened traitorously under his rough touch. He noticed immediately. A dark, satisfied chuckle rumbled in his chest. “Look at you,” he murmured, voice dripping with obsession. “Already reacting to me. Even when you are terrified, your body knows the truth. You are mine, Emma. And I am never letting you go.” Tears streamed down my face as he held me pinned against the tree, his hands still cruelly kneading and squeezing my breasts.

Slowly, carefully, I pull my canines out of her neck, licking it closed and holding her as her body shivers against mine. I cradle her in my arms as I brush the hair out of her face. “Hey gorgeous. There you are. You scared me to death,” I say, unable to look away from her. “Am I dead?” she asks, frowning. “No. I wasn’t sure it would work, but I marked you. I claimed you as mine, because that’s what you are, Ember. You’re mine,” I say, stroking my fingers over her face. “You don’t want me,” she says, looking away from me.

“That’s my girl. Taking my cock so well. Taking everything I give you.” One hand slid around to find my clit, circling with perfect pressure while he pounded into me. The other gripped my hair, pulling my head back, forcing my spine to arch deeper. “Look at you,” he said roughly. “Taking my cock like you were made for it. Were you made for me, Emma? Is this pussy mine?” “Yes… yours… all yours…” “Damn right it is.” He thrust harder, deeper, the angle sending him so deep I saw stars. “No one else gets to touch you. No one else gets to be inside this perfect cunt. Just me.”

She can't fight Gamma right now, the man has the ace card to threaten Angel and now has the upper hand. “I want you to accompany me to the dinner that will be held tonight, as my partner. I'll introduce you as my special student and maybe we'll have a little duet there.” Gamma smiled. “Actually I have your mother's permission, but I know you will use any means to refuse my invitation. So, it would be great if I could force you to do what I want from now on.” His gaze turned a little scary. "Do what I want, Angel, and maybe I'll be kind enough to delete this photo from my phone."