Dominant Male Reader 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....

He'd grab the leash, yank me close, and force his thick cock down my throat until I gagged, spit dripping down my chin. One profile caught my eye finally, the name was Dominanttothecore. It stood out to me and something about it felt solid and real, like there were no games here, just pure command. I clicked without a second thought, my pulse thumping in my ears. The page loaded slowly, but when it did, I leaned in close, my eyes glued to every word. The profile opened up, and right there at the top, the person had written something that grabbed me by the throat.

If I was being honest, Dominique didn't strike me as the kind of man who read books. Because what kind of villain read books? Okay, maybe a couple of them but you get my point. With how stuck up and ruthless he was, I doubted he would have time to read. I could bet his hobbies were looking down on people and locking up people's fathers. Now that sounded more like him. In fact… I felt the hairs at the back of my neck stand on end, and whenever that happened, it always translated into one thing; I was being watched. Slowly, I turned just for my gaze to land on the man of the hour himself.

“Raven, I won’t allow you to deny that we’re mates. The fact is we are. There are others out there that recognize that we are, and it can be made official with a simple word. I don’t want to be a hard ass Alpha male. But after all this time I will.” Dominic could feel his more dominant nature coming to the forefront after all the violence and bloodshed he’d seen. The anger and the betrayal he believed he’d discovered. This was something else he had to get to the bottom of.

They listened excitedly as the women talked about how he liked to dominate a woman, it seemed that they had to do whatever it was he wanted or he would ‘punish’ them. ‘What do they mean by him punishing them?’ Trina whispered innocently and Jess blushed as she tried to explain, ‘He’s probably one of those BDSM Dominants, you know like that Christian Grey in Fifty Shades, seems since those films were released guys think they should all act like him. If you listen to the way these women are talking they all seem to want him to do it to them so you can understand why guys act like that..’ Jess explained and was surprised by her younger friend's reply,

Or maybe my assumptions are wrong. I crossed my arms. "So fucking what? I like my books. Now give it back!" Dominic ignored me. The absolute menace just kept flipping through the pages, smirking wider and wider the more he read. Oh, hell no. "Give. Me. My. Book!" I lunged at him again, but he dodged, stepping back easily like the overgrown bastard he was. "Let's see..." he mused, holding the book up higher far too high for me to reach. Because of course he was six fucking feet of muscle and smugness while I was just barely reaching his damn shoulders.

She felt her juice running down her leg again and her mouth flew open. “What do you want Bella?” he growled into her ears again, the sound of his husky dominant voice pushed her a little to the edge and she wanted to find her release, so she rubbed her clit faster. Just as she neared the edge, he pulled out of her and stilled the movement of her finger.

Frame agreement for a Dominant / Submissive relationship This document specifies the responsibilities and duties of Mr Nathan Murray {the Dominant} and Mr Cole McCall {the Submissive} as part of a consensual BDSM agreement. This agreement is private and shall not be disclosed in any circumstances to anyone, even if it is not legally binding. The Dominant I, Nathan Murray, request of Cole McCall the acceptance of my dominance and guidance. I ask for ownership of your mind and body in return for my care and protection. Through this agreement, we may strengthen our bond and increase intimacy.

he explains. More girls were coming out of the restroom to leave. Dominant... dominant... like in the movie? "Like Fifty Shades of Grey?" I ask. "That annoyingly popular thing, right?" he replies. That was it. His aura just became even sexier and more intriguing. I had loved the movie and the book, and for a while, I really tried to find a dominant to teach me, but that was years ago, and now, at 29, those things doesn't matter anymore.

I’ve had the same guilty pleasure for almost three years now. His performer name is “Dominant Daddy Rex.” Early forties, tall, built like he spends half his life in the gym, salt-and-pepper hair always perfectly messy, deep voice that could melt steel. Every video is pure older-man fantasy: rough, possessive, filthy breeding talk that makes me come harder than anything else on the site. I’ve subscribed to his premium page since I turned eighteen, bought every PPV, left thirsty comments under a fake username he’s actually replied to a few times. Pathetic? Maybe. But nobody knows. It’s my secret escape.