Dom Relationship Novels & Stories

That had been the story. But if Dominic was not biologically Cael's brother—if Dominic carried the genes of Thornwall, not Blackwood—then the mate bond between us was not a function of shared bloodline. It was something else. Something that had nothing to do with family genetics and everything to do with Dominic specifically.

"Just say it, Dom, it can't be worse than what I am about to confess. Go for it." Dom shook his head and lowered his eyes to the quiet, 2ft radius, ring between them, "All my life, I grew up watching perfect mates find each other. I was brought up listening to the tales of how my father met my mother and how perfect they were for each other. I grew up fantasizing about my mate. I had expectations and had my head filled with perfect ideas but-"

Phoebe voiced, giving me the ‘let us talk later look’ and taking another bite of her toast. Dom went to Phoebe’s chair and picked the other toast lying on the plate and bit into it before Phoebe could yell at him. Their banter would seem innocent if one knew Dom well enough. That bastard wasn’t made for love. He respected me and my family. But love? He loved only one person besides himself, and that was his own little sister. Dom’s eyes connected with mine, and I jerked my head to the seat beside me. He followed around the table and took a seat next to mine, just when the door opened and Uncle David walked in. His gaze brushed all of us as he settled into his designated seat.

Two days after Seamus's confession Charlotte was still browsing the internet on what is the meaning of a Dom, a Daddy, and what was expected as a submissive. And the definition was way more than what Charlotte was expecting. There were a lot of Doms and varieties of kinks, from the Daddy caring type to the hardcore ones who like to smack their pretty little subs into submission.

I won't mention the hard sex. He raises his eyebrows. "It's mostly about pleasure. Does your family know about your... um, predilection?" "No. It's none of their business." He saunters toward me until he's standing in front of me. Enrique knows because he's on it. But he has given up on the flow of it." Is Enrique also a Dominated person like his brother? Let me act as if I didn't hear what he said. Fuck. Enrique? Was also a dominant before? What is wrong with he Leon boys?

MY REBOUND DOMINEERING HUSBAND Chapter 13. Again, Joel felt really happy about the new changes around. He didn't want to believe it at first but it's as real as it seems. Olivia meant every word she told him, she accepted the fact that they're both married. She accepted him as her husband. Joel felt like he just won something more than a hold medal. Olivia was all he needed to make his life be at peace. It was like she was the cure to his illness. She brightened up his life and gave him more reason to become who he actually was in the past.

"After the funeral is over, I want to take a wife." "You want to fix things with Kate?" Yuri raised an eyebrow, he was smiling. Pleased by the news. "No. Kate was my father's choice, and since things didn't work out, her father was kind enough to dissolve the agreement. But I have someone else in mind." Dominic said. "Is it someone from one of the other families?" maybe that was the solution they all needed to end the cold war that was brewing beneath the surface. "No." He slid a paper across the desk. Yuri looked at the name written on it and frowned.

Her face was so pretty a few seconds ago, but now, it was less pretty, coating so much tension. Again, I swallowed. I wasn't going to cry. "No." I shook my head, spoke keenly. "We aren't related any longer. Your son decided to break that bondage we shared. Now, to me, you're just like any other old woman out there." "But you know it's not my fault. If—"

It was a new message from him. Dominanttothecore: “Yes. You can call me Dom while we talk, and if we meet up, I demand it. It is good that you asked. I’ve read your profile, and I like what I see. But let me be clear, if you’re only looking for a quick thrill, I’m not the Dom for you. I want a steady, devoted play partner, someone I can push, test, and train, someone who learns my expectations, who obeys without hesitation, and who trusts me to take control and fulfill every need. In return, I will demand their loyalty, attention, and surrender because anything less will never be enough.”

He wasn't accustomed to being challenged, especially not when disciplining his own daughter. "Mr. Romano," my father said carefully, his voice tight with barely controlled emotion. "This is a family matter—" "My wife is my family now, and no one—no one—raises a hand to her in my presence."