Novel & Cerita Desired By The Possessive Alpha

Just thinking about the matter that he is the Alpha King almost wanted me to laugh and made me choke by my own saliva. After all, is there an Alpha King who would let a woman trample his feelings over and over? Is there an Alpha King who is willing to bow his head to a woman? Is there an Alpha King who is willing to be a woman's dog, do anything to please her? No, I haven't seen an Alpha King like that, and not even an Alpha would not have acted like the way he acted towards me. Alphas are dominant in creatures. They have such strong desires to possess, to control, to manipulate and to get what they want.

He wanted to ensure that every single inch of Bima’s body bore his current, unyielding claim. "Do you have any idea how much I want to permanently lock you up in a place like this?" Arka whispered into Bima’s ear, his voice husky, low, and thick with desire. "So that no one else can see you smile at another guy. So that no one can hear your voice but me." "You’re... crazy possessive, Arka," Bima moaned, his head falling back against the rack as Arka’s hand slithered down to his shorts, touching the bare skin of his thigh with burning, heavy pressure.

There are thousands of omegas out there, willing to accept your proposal, just pick and fuck someone else and that's it. "You're right…" said the alpha in a calm voice. "There's just one little problem... I don't give a fucking shit, the other omegas, I want you, I like you and everything I like I get, even if I have to kill for it" His big brown eyes watched her without a spark of hesitation, which let her know he was too serious for his bad luck. Camila stood petrified, watching his countenance gradually darken, he moved closer to her, grabbed her waist and kissed her lips in a leisurely manner.

Dad is the beta of the pack and a war wolf. He adores mum and my brother Theodore, if not for his loyalty to you alpha and the pack, dad's first priority would have been his family nonetheless it isn't too bad as it is his next priority. so, I guess I wanted my mate to be strong as well just like my dad.

You, Rabel, are a temptress. With those words, he pushed me to the hard dirt ground,” and I don't care if I take what I want by force; so far as I get it, am satisfied.” “Please”, I struggled to get out of his hold, but his grip was still tight in me. “Stop struggling, it will be better for you if you'll remain docile; it will be faster and quicker that way”, he licked my ears. Kicking him in the place the sun doesn't shine, I quickly stood to my feet, away from the male clutching himself.

“Fuck, Rose… that’s it, baby. Suck your alpha’s cock nice and slow while I tell you the rest. When you’re nine months huge, I’m still going to knot you every night—gentle at first, then harder when you beg for it. You’ll come with my mouth on your clit and my knot locking us together, milk spraying from your tits into my mouth while our pups kick against my cock. After they’re born? I’m breeding you again within weeks. I want a whole pack—four to start, maybe five or six if your fertile little body keeps taking to me like this. Strong alphas with my eyes and your fire, fierce little omegas who’ll grow up knowing exactly how a real alpha claims and cherishes his mate because they’ll see it ev

She walked up to them and sat down beside Nican, she held him in his hands and said "And who said you would rip off your father his title? An Alpha is an Alpha forever, it can't be taken away, and you don't have to be afraid, you have me and your father, you also have two grandfathers, Aiden and Vella, and now you have Mira, you would build up a family with her one day" Kate tried to persuade him "That's the reason why I don't need to be an Alpha, I want to be there for Mira always, she is a weak werewolf, and am the only one she has aside from her mother"

They always start this way. “Come on Anna,” Kyle’s voice slithers into my ears. “Beg me to touch you. You like this, don’t you? Alpha’s little girl just aching for it.” I stay silent. I always do. It never helps. “Better yet, beg me to stop. I’ll stop if you ask me real nice,” he lies. They never stop. My clothes are gone. I hear belts coming undone. Silent tears streak down my face. My body shakes. I brace for the worst.