Control Z Fanfiction Novels & Stories

We stayed locked together for long moments, panting, his cock still twitching inside me as the last spurts of cum filled me. Zephyr leaned down, pressing soft kisses along my spine, his voice dropping back to that warm, charismatic murmur. “You just earned yourself a controlling stake in everything I own… and my cock whenever you want it, morning, noon, or deep into the night.” He gave one final, lazy thrust, pushing his seed deeper. “You’re mine now, Cara. Completely. And I’m going to spend the rest of my life making sure you never cry again — unless it’s from how hard I make you come.”

He kissed Juno like he was in charge, one hand moving up to Juno's jaw, Juno kissed him back and for a moment it felt exactly like that, Soren leading and setting the pace. Then Juno's hands fumbled with the knot of Soren's tie, his fingers trembling with anticipation. He managed to loosen it, letting the silky material hang around Soren's neck before he felt Soren's hands on him, using the tie to blindfold him then pushing his clothes upwards and off his shoulders. "You enjoy these kinks, huh?" Juno managed to say between kisses, his voice filled with awe and excitement. He saw Soren as someone who loved to be in control, Juno smiled and quickly removed the blindfold.

What will happen when the one they control becomes the one they can’t control? Get ready for chapter 10

“I… I don't think I understand what you just said. What do you mean Charles pretends to be Zane” “Charles is the motherfucking founder of Kikachat, I had closed the Zane’s account for good but he hacked through, chatted with my Rita and even revealed himself to be Zane. That would have just end it there because Rita won't go back to her ex boyfriend Zane because she loves me, Finn but..but Charles is wicked, he went through our conversation, he saw our..our..” Finn rushed his words then stuttered as he tried to catch his breathe. “Your what?”

How can we put an end to this if we don’t stay away from each other? We were not in any kind of relationship, but when I write my diary entry that night, it feels like I’ve been jilted. I strike through the whole entry, determined not to let him mar my sexy fantasies. Just because I stopped acting on these fantasies doesn’t mean I can’t write them. This time, I’m writing from experience. When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur.

But he won't let her know that. She would first suffer before he gave in to the bond. ♾ You've come to the end of this chapter. Thank you for reading Chapter Twenty-Three| Rude Zayn and Adriana magic! Love, Coco

“You think you own me because you have money? Because you’re used to getting everything you want? Newsflash, Adrian—I’m not for sale.” The muscle in his jaw ticked. For a moment, she thought he might snap—but instead, he laughed. Low, dark, dangerous. The kind of laugh that made the hairs on her arms rise. “This isn’t about money,” he said, his fingers curling against the marble as if resisting the urge to touch her. “If it were, I’d have written a check and ended this months ago. No, Zaya… this is about control. About the way you make me lose it. About the fact that I can’t stop wanting you, no matter how much I try.”

he replied, his voice filled with sincerity. “Thank you. I did some mind control stuff earlier… oh God, I am going crazy!” she laughed, grabbing her head with both hands. Marcus's eyes widened. “Mind control?” “Yeah, like….” She sighed, fixing her gaze on the flower pot. With a deep breath, Zyra focused on the flower pot, willing it to rise. To Marcus's astonishment, the pot began to lift slowly into the air, hovering steadily. Her eyes glinted with concentration and a hint of amazement as she controlled its movements.

"And you think she’s just going to let me rot?" “Rot?” Zane chuckled. “Hardly. I’d bet my life that one of these nights, when you’re in that guest room and the house is dead silent, the door is going to open. She’ll come in, she’ll fuck you however she wants, and then she’ll leave. She’ll turn you into a housemate with benefits. She’ll keep you exactly where she wants you, desperate for her pussy, tied to her by the need you can’t turn off while she remains the one in control.”

He groaned shaking his head as Zinnia's breathing increased even more in pure fear. "With the help of some spells I made sure to limited it's control over me, but it comes, it comes at the last of every month for two days, I can't control it Zinnia, I don't know what he will ahhh, do to you, just remember one thing, do not, ughh," He groaned finding hard to complete. "Do not disobey him, resist him, or even try to run away. He doesn't like it. Let him control, otherwise he'll hurt you." With that he groaned loudly making her flinch back benting his upper body even more till his chest was touched his thighs.