Claiming What's Mine Chinese Drama Novels & Stories

“Didn’t what?” Annie tugged down the collar of her dress, showing a scar of a bite mark. Isobel gasped. “Is that…?” “The claiming mark? Yes.” “Don’t look so shocked, dear. It’s not as bad as it looks. When he bites you, it feels euphoric. One could say orgasmic. I’m sure it feels the same to him as well.” “You bite him as well?” Isobel asked, a rise in her vocal pitch. “We both do it to claim each other. It bonds us to each other and proclaims that there is no other.”

He tilts his head up, breaking our eye contact, to look at something behind me. I glance over my shoulder, the stranger whoever he was is scurrying away. “Nikolai owns Truth.” Katya declares. “It makes a lot more sense why you brought us here.” “That is your husband? Well damn.” Nadia adds. Immediately, the arm around my waist tightens, pulling me closer against the hard chest, demanding my rapt attention. Was I anticipating his arrival? Of course. But trust the man to shock me regardless.

"Why? I belong to you. For what? So you can kill me, eventually? So I'll be your whore?" "Yes," I replied, and it startled her. "Let me make something clear." My voice was serene and contrasted with the way I was holding my phone. "When I find you, I’m going to hurt you. I’m going to choke you, hit you, spit on you. I’m going to take, take, take from you and when I do, I will not be soft and sweet. It’s going to be rough and intense. So yes, you're going to be my whore amongst other things. I will claim you because you belong to me. Amore, I will never let you go once I claim you."

They completely shattered any restraint I had left, leaving me in the palm of her hand. I let out a ragged breath, my heart pounding in my chest as I press my forehead gently against hers. Our breath mingled as our eyes do not leave the other. In this moment we both knew there was no going back to how things were. This was it. This was the claiming. Whether she understood it or not, she trusted me to claim her. She had given up her body freely to me. She was MINE. She was mine to PROTECT. Mine to CLAIM.

The possessive way he’s looking at me has my pussy clenching with need and my nipples brazenly poking out beneath the wet fabric of my suit despite the sun blazing down on us. “I thought you might like it,” I say. “I mean, you’re Spanish. Don’t you like this?” He leans closer and grabs onto my hand, pulling it away from the tie around my neck. “No one gets to see those tits except me. I don’t give a fuck what other women do, but you’re mine, Sadie, and I don’t share.” I’m so fucking aroused that all I can do is give an eager nod, letting him know I understand. He runs his finger over my jawline, and when I suck in a breath, he leans in closer and says, “I’ve waited long enough to claim what’

Ava said, but the words felt hollow. “No dear, Look at yourself, sweetheart. Five days ago you were planning a wedding. Now you’re standing in a killer’s penthouse wearing his clothes, defending him from the man who loves you.” Carissa’s laugh was like breaking glass. “If that’s not being played with, I don’t know what is.” “Enough.” Dario’s voice cut through the air . “What do you want?” “What I have always wanted. Your empire. Your power. Everything you stole from our family.”

Because the truth was— even he didn’t fully understand it. Then finally, he spoke. “I’m not protecting you.” A pause. His eyes darkened slightly. “I’m protecting what’s mine.” The words were calm. But heavy. Possessive. Unavoidable. Fang Jia’s heart skipped. She looked away quickly. “…That’s exactly what I mean.” Her fingers tightened slightly under his hand. “I don’t want to be something you own.” Silence fell between them. Tense. Fragile. And dangerous.

Boldly and vociferously claiming me in her home as our juices territorialized each other, showing utter dominance and possession. “I know,” I relaxed. “You are all mine.”

I said then pointed at Ash. "But you should stop going out with him. You're already my fianćee. It's cheating," said Grave. "You're not yet my fianćee okay? We didn't lose yet," I said. I was shocked when Zayv and Xes pulled me away from Grave. "Don't touch her. She's ours. Aside from me, my twin and, brother Zach no one can claim her!" Zayv and Xes said in unison Why am I surrounded by possessive people? I thought only men wanted to claim me now children claim me too? What the heck is happening?

By the time we reached the smaller dining room near the kitchens, the tension had eased from her shoulders—just a fraction, but enough that I noticed. My friends joined us, filling the space with easy conversation. Food was brought in waves—warm, fragrant, varied. I took my seat across from her and watched as she tasted each dish, tentative at first, then more boldly. She tried everything. Her eyes lit with curiosity. Pleasure. Something dangerously close to joy. I didn’t miss the way she slowed down—not because she was full, but because she didn’t want it to end. Alec leaned closer. “There may be a pairing soon,” he said quietly. “One of the guards—his dragon recognized one of the Center Ci