Dominant Female Novels & Stories

During full moons, nakedness flocks the entire place so it was nothing new. ********************* Brown haired coyotes sniffed the air as the fume from the approaching van went into their nostrils. Karen had fallen asleep during the ride but she'd come awake after a slight bump into a log. "Are we there yet__?" She asked, rubbing her sleepy eyes and yawning. "Yeah,I heard their alpha is damn gorgeous." Dora said, giggling as Karen rolled her eyes. "He's someone's mate." Karen said sternly as she wondered if she'd ever be mated to a man. It seems no one was made for her and she didn't want any other person, just one person. The person who hates her to a fault....

Something given, not something that was required or taken. Knowing that she’d willingly trusted me with all of herself, even in Del Mar, showed me what an amazing and resilient woman she was. I’d never forced her. I never would. That was the differentiation between unique tastes and abuse. A true dominant—the opposite of a submissive—understood and respected the fact that the submissive was the one with the true power. From our first meeting, the first time her golden eyes met mine, I never doubted that she was in control. I was captured by her spell.

No one questioned us. Even then, I knew King Harlan wouldn't rest until all the female alphas were killed. My mother had warned me that the king was scared because he believed a woman was going to bring him down. It won't be me, but I think Sienna is the one he fears. She's like no other female alpha I have ever met.

Whoever defeated the other would win. I watched from below, my face hidden behind the mask. This time, things would be different. I had destroyed the Beta wolf evolution stone I crafted, forcing Katherine to honestly follow the process and absorbed her own prepared stone to fight others. The other girl on the platform was talented, second only to me in the pack. She had crafted a standard strength enhancement stone. After absorbing it, her wolf's attack power visibly increased by 50%. Katherine, however, looked nervous as she consumed her stone. To everyone's surprise, it had almost no effect. After absorbing it, her wolf was still very weak.

' I asked curiously. He took the book from me and explained. 'The Dom or the Dominant is the person whether male/female, who takes control and gives commands in a BDSM relationship or scene. In our relationship, I am the Dom and people like me are typically the ones who initiate and guide the activities, setting boundaries and ensuring the submissive's safety and consent.

She was unzipping his pants, and he could only moan in slow, deep longing. And he knew: he was hers. She had him, a fly in a web happily rolled in dangerous silk. Domination. That was her game. She and Kade were so alike… and so fucking good at what they did. “Tell me to get off, if you want me to…” Christina murmured in his ear. “Just tell me.” He shouldn’t do this. He knew he shouldn’t. This was so wrong, this woman who had killed his friend’s parents. Beyond betrayal. Beyond stupidity.

That was intense and she didn’t even penetrate my hungry hole. I am imagining the implications and seeing why female Alphas were frowned upon for years. Not only because men think of women as being weaker, but because a True Female Alpha would be dominant if her mate were anything but the same or a Lycan. This is what I am thinking about while supervising the snowball fight and then Liam mindlinks to ask where I am. When I tell him, I am excited he and his mates join the fun.

NORA’S POINT OF VIEW. “What’s a dominant?” I blinked, the collar still around my neck. A part of me should at least feel fear….or terror, or even disgust. But all I can sense is desire…and that scares me. “Do women do this to you, or….?” “No, I do this to women. Women who want to.”

“Do you get in odd positions in there too?” “Depends on whether the male can succeed in pinning me down.” “Ah, of course. You’re an alpha.” Alphas—whether leaders of a pack or simply alpha by nature—did not surrender without the male proving his dominance. Just the idea of fighting Natalie into submission had Dominic’s cock throbbing and his balls aching. He knew she would fight him like a wildcat.

Isabella's magnanimous withdrawal should have solved all my problems. Instead, it made me want to drag her back to my office and remind her exactly how she'd trembled under my commands just yesterday. I wanted to make her remember the way her body had responded to my voice, the way she'd gasped and arched beneath my instructions, the way she'd completely surrendered to my will despite her fears. You belong to me, I wanted to tell her. You don't get to decide when you want me and when you don't. The urge to assert my dominance, to claim what was mine by right of arrangement and conquest, burned through me with startling intensity. Every instinct I possessed screamed that Isabella Cohen was tr