Dominant Male Reader Novels & Stories

He watches as Annette leaves and I’m about to walk back inside when he grabs my upper arm and pulls me back, looking down at me. I poke my eyes out questioningly at him, refusing to be the first to look away as I gaze into his gorgeous piercing eyes that are devouring me with ease. “Why is it so damn sexy to see you go all Alpha mode on those assholes?” He murmurs, “It’s so damn sexy seeing you act so dominant.” Oh, he’s such a charmer. I cock a brow, tossing my hair back. “I never knew you liked a woman to be dominant. Don’t tell me you like being submissive?” I whisper back tauntingly.

He hesitated just enough, so I reached out and grabbed his arm, hoping my touch would help even more. Gordon's growl turned into a groan of realization. "You've gotta be shitting me. You're mates with King Dominic?" Dominic growled again, his threat clear. "Just go, Gordon!" I yelled at him, tightening my grasp on Dominic's arm. "Get out of here." I didn't have to tell him twice. Though honestly, he was probably more scared away by Dominic's incessant growling rather than my words. Dominic was an Alpha, a King, and you could hear it in his tone…even now.

He could really be childish whenever he was teasing Maureen. 'A mate that doesn't deserve her. If I have a say in it, do you think you would be mated to her?' Maureen hissed 'Tell me. If I am not your ideal mate for Lucia, who then is?' Dominus asked closing his eyes mid way 'I would want a guy better than you' Maureen replied ' There is no better mate for her than me' Dominus declared 'Really. How so?' Maureen asked Mockingly 'I am the future Alpha of this pack. I am handsome, intelligent, knowledgeable and friendly. Besides I am also caring to a fault' Dominus said puffing his chest

The one I’d promised I’d read before signing. I got up and retrieved it from the living room table where I had left it. My mind raced as I thought of all the expectations he could have. From the contract and the way he took control in bed, I already guessed he was a Dom. My knowledge of BD.SM, though, was limited to a few movies and badly written books. I remembered how his voice had dropped when I’d said ‘Daddy.’ The way his eyes darkened. Yeah… definitely a Dom. I made a mental note to do some more research later as I read through the contract. Would he want to flog me or was he a dom that was into knife play? I had no idea but I was curious to find out.

“Oh-uh, I think I hurt someone’s ass instead. Are you also one of those low-ranked Alpha from the so-called Northern warriors?” Anton who stood on the corner walked toward him, “Yes, I am part of Northern warriors but I’m sad to inform you that I am more capable of you as an Alpha.” Anton only stop when he reached him with an only inch between them, “I can’t even smell your so-called dominant pheromones, are you sure a Dominant blood runs through your glands?” Anton raised his left hand and point to the nape of the man in front of him.

Maybe this time, we can send those two along as well. "Who are they requesting for help, what kind of rogues are we dealing with, and how many rogues are there in total?” I feel a shift in Dominic as what I like to call his ‘Alpha Mode’ kicks in. I see Christian rummaging through his pocket, searching for Goddess only knows what. Leaning into Dominic’s embrace, I feel his fingers draw lazy circles on my back, a tick he has when annoyed with Christian or Miles. Sometimes I question why Christian is his Beta, with him being so unorganized and Dominic almost borderline OCD, but the two complimented each other well. My thoughts drift back to the lazy circles being drawn on my back, and I start w

Am I right? PrinceCharming: Unfortunately, yes you are right. Which is why I like to be in control when it comes to sex. I've been a Dom since I can remember. As the oldest male out of my siblings, I was trained to become the Alpha male by my father. But I don't know if that's what I want anymore. I remember hating it at first but one day I found a submissive girlfriend who brought out this Dom side of me and I haven't looked back. You don't seem submissive but for the first time I don't care if you are or not. I just like talking to you.

Melody breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness it wasn't Mr. Zane. If he messed around, I'd be very sad." Abigail questioned, "Why would you be sad?" Melody answered, "Ever since I met Mr. Zane, whenever I read novels with dominant male characters, I'll automatically imagine the male lead with his attractive, good-looking face. If he cheated, I'd never be able to read novels in the future." Abigail was speechless.

She finds herself captivated by the way he carries himself, exuding confidence and control. As Tristan takes command of the room, Elizabeth's heart races in anticipation of what is to come. She watches his every move, entranced by the way he effortlessly commands attention and respect. His dominant side is a source of fascination and intrigue, and she can't help but admire the strength and authority he possesses. In her admiration, Elizabeth finds herself studying the subtle nuances of Tristan's dominant demeanor. The way he holds himself, the assertiveness in his voice, and the unwavering confidence in his gaze all contribute to the powerful presence that enthralls her.

“Your secrets Emma, I want to know all of them” His voice soothed and stroked me, deep and soft with tenderness. This man, his voice…it was magical, so expressive, so changeable. The power in his voice terrified me. He could manipulate me with the mere tone of his voice, frighten or calm me with mere words. “You need not be so afraid. Allow me to reassure you somewhat. As I said, I am a dominant, but i do not derive pleasure from inflicting or receiving so much pains. I derive pleasure from control, from obedience, seduction, Fucking. You will do what I say, comply to my wishes but, I promise you, you will always find my wishes to be for your own pleasure, and for your own benefit. I will ne