Desired By The Possessive Alpha Novels & Stories

The small omega then spoke in a plaintive tone, fueling the dominant alpha's fire. "Bite me. Mark me. Please, make me yours.”

The Alpha demanded. She squeezed her eyes shut, submitting to the delicious girth of his hard cock. “No!” She hissed. Greg rammed his length into her willing cunt without remorse. “That’s right. And no one will ever fuck you this good other me. Your body is mine, Carisa.” “YES!” The way he said her name, in outright possessiveness, made her clench. “All yours, my Alpha.” She met his hot, dark eyes and reached up to cup her hand over her sharp jaw. His desire was sweet in the air she breathed. Tenderness danced in his eyes as he gazed down at her.

the alpha declared. Shea felt air ran out of her chest. She almost chocked at the alpha's words. It almost felt like the alpha was asking for her throne, the one thing in the world she couldn't give him. "What do you mean?" she tried to ask to get to know further what the male meant. What it was that was driving the alpha to make such an absurd request. "I want the moon, that's my deepest desire," the alpha responded being vague about the matter. Leaving more room for questions than answers in Shea's mind. The alpha was like a puzzle, which was becoming a headache for her to answer.

He replied Falcón. *************************************** “I have been expecting you, Beloved Alpha,” She said to me restively. “What do you seek?” “You hardly show up here unless you need something from me”, She added. “I am the Alpha. Do I need permission before I see you?” I asked her bracingly. “NO Alpha. You own me”, she replied. “What does the prophecy say?” I asked her. “The present? The past or the future?” She asked me, shying away from me.

An Alpha’s absolute greatest weakness was his non-stop desire for more power. ​Larkin stared down at me for a brief moment, carefully considering the concept of becoming even more powerful than before. His tight grip loosened slightly on my neck, but he then grabbed a fistful of my hair to yank my head backward painfully. "I am a powerful Alpha, and I possess every single right to own as many women as I desire." His bright blue eyes burned directly into mine. He chuckled darkly as his other hand began to squeeze my breast roughly. ​"Take me right now, please!" I half demanded and half pleaded with him. I was so incredibly close to possessing every single thing I had ever wanted.

Jealousy. “You have done something wrong. You’ve refused to give me all of what is mine, but that’s okay. I will have it all. I will have you, all of you. I don’t just want your body. I want your soul, I want your mind, I want your obedience, your fucking devotion,” Alpha growled. His alpha power pressed down on my shoulders, asking me to bow lower, but not forcing me, not yet. “Haven’t you had enough? Haven’t you taken enough from me? You cannot have any of those things. I’m…” I trailed off. A single tear slid down my cheek. I was caught off guard by his words and more so by my emotion.

My silence was his response when he groaned. “Listen, we’ve talked about this. You know how I feel. We love each other. Would I rather have you to myself? Of course. I’m an alpha. It’s in my blood, so that means I’m fucking territorial and possessive. Sharing wasn’t really my thing. But if that’s what it means in order to keep you, I’m all in. Plus, I know how you are, all emotional and shit. And I know the situation bothers you when you feel like one of us is getting more than the other.”

The possessiveness in his grip, the way he pushes me behind him like I am his woman, the guttural snarl that erupts from his lips--music to my ears. Who, in this moment, would dare utter the words to me: the Alpha isn't yours?

Addy said in a serious tone. Addy laughed as Serry muttered irritably and stalked him, a possessive man. Possessiveness is Alpha's natural trait. He also doesn't want his Omega to be close to other Alphas. To him, Serry was his and no one should have her. “From now on, I will do whatever you ask. Whatever it is, I will fulfill your request and make up for all the mistakes I have made so far. Forgive Alpha, who is this disambiguator.” When he said the sentence, Addy's eyes were dewy because of the tears that had already gathered in the corners of his eyes.

Scarlet wiped her face with the heel of her hands. “That's insane and you know it!” Jasper blurted out in shock. “Yeah. He's right,” Isabella agreed with him. “That tradition has been in practice for a long time. It's practically forbidden. What are you planning?” Scarlet held her head high. “The Council chose their own Alpha. I'll have to choose mine.” Jasper’s eyes darkened. “You want to elect one of your late husband's brothers as the Alpha? What the hell are you thinking, Scarlet?!”