Dominant Male Novels & Stories

We still had a several seconds to go, maybe half a minute. "As a dominant, you not only control Ron, but you control yourself. You can have sex with whoever you want while Ron watches, helpless. Men, women. It wouldn't matter. Think about the possibilities. I know you have some dominant in you. I watched how you fucked Gwen in the ass with a strap-on. You could do it, you know."

I thought I was her only friend. God, I feel a bit jealous. I felt Dominic's presence behind me as he places his hands on my shoulders. "I think he has found his mate," he whispers. I turn my head with wide eyes as I whisper back. "Really?" Dominic nods. That's quite a shock because Malik always has that grumpy look. He, Dominic, and Clayton are considered the Hotties of Blue Moon. Clayton loves the attention. Dominic usually doesn't care but pays attention because he's Alpha, and Malik gets annoyed. Malik hates when girls surround him and get more annoyed when they try to touch him. I've seen him snap once at a group of girls a few years younger who attempted to ask about his interest in gi

“I understand that werewolves have a ranking system, and a method of identifying dominance within themselves. You, Rhett and Cameron are all alphas, but they recognize you as the dominant alpha.” “That is correct,” he nodded. “Not all werewolves rank, and within the ranks there are those who are more dominant, like myself, and less, like Cameron. We have an instinctual understanding both of our own position within the pack by rank and by dominance within the rank. Alphas and betas are usually male, and they tend to be stronger, faster, and more aggressive in their behaviors – all attributes that exist to enable us to procreate successfully.

Dominic was a werewolf, not just any werewolf, but an Alpha, born to lead, born to conquer. His pack controlled the city’s underworld, weaving its influence through the criminal networks, the police, and the government. His business was legitimate, but his power? That was something primal, something untamed. His rivals feared him, his enemies respected him, and those who crossed him… well, they didn’t live long enough to regret it.

Calvin's father, "Have you seen Calvin yet? I think he's been looking for you since he heard you're back." Calvin? She furrowed her brows as that name bit into her memory, her fated mate..the alternative her father offered if she didn't want to change her sex. "I haven't seen him" she said, letting a flicker of her pheromones flare. The General blinked, his bravado momentarily faltering. "A dominant indeed," noted the Chief Justice, sipping his wine. "What are we to do when we have two strong alpha males in this environment? I mean one has to topple the order in my opinion"

Third Person's POV "Well you see, that liquid comes from male submissives. With shifters, you have dominant males and you have submissive males. A dominant male can't get pregnant nor produce slick. Submissive males can get pregnant and produce slick. Just as a female would produce moisture down there when aroused, submissive males do as well. Although in men we call it slick..... That wetness you felt back there..... That was slick, and that means you're a submissive male." Blake said then Azrael began to laugh. He leaned back laughing then looked at Blake again to see he wasn't laughing. This caused Azrael to stop laughing.

So, the idea behind this big glass box was to make sure the Omegas couldn't spread their pheromone to trick the Alphas into picking them. In this world, there's a second gender called Omega and Alpha. The world's full of Betas, and the minorities are ruled by the likes of Omega Dominants and Alpha Dominants. Not a lot of Dominants are born into ABO families. Most Dominant bloodlines are only found among the elite. I was in their shoes once upon a time. So, when my dad sold me as an Omega Dominant to Madam, she was over the moon. It was like finding a diamond in a pile of mud.

His drink was half-drained, and so was his patience. “I’ll say it plainly,” the man sneered, leaning forward. “A true Dominant doesn’t switch. The very idea cheapens the role. It’s indecisive at best, weak at worst.” Marco’s jaw flexed, his eyes flashing though his voice remained deceptively calm. “Respectfully, sir, a role doesn’t define the strength of the person. A switch understands both perspectives. That’s power, not weakness.” The man chuckled bitterly. “Power? You call kneeling power? You call letting yourself be struck power? No wonder some people can’t take this place seriously anymore.”

“A few sips will help you relax.” “A daddy dominant is someone who likes taking care of his sub when she slips into little space. He likes making the decisions for her like when she goes to bed and what type of chores she needs to do. What punishment she gets for disobeying him or being bad,” Michel explained. “Just like you get different types of Doms, you get different types of subs.” “I try to cater for all those types but some types are extremely rare in our small town.” David smiled at us. “I’m glad to have all of you here tonight and hopefully I can help Sin unlock a few of her kinks.”

Not that I think with him it will be needed, although I’m sure it will be even more mind-blowing in this new position for us. Alexi has never instigated me on top any of the times we had sex and it’s not a coincidence. I was in the game long enough to know that dominants like him, with a penchant for bondage and humiliating women, never allow a woman to take control of sex at all. Never do they let her get on top and give her any sort of power in the games. It’s a dominance thing, all about control and teaching their sub where their place is. Alexi may not be a full-on proper dominant in that scene, but he has those tendencies and the alpha male is strong in his DNA.