Dominant Male Reader Novels & Stories

Looking deep into his eyes I tease him, slowly swirling my hips in a circular motion grabbing his jaw forcing him to look. No Alpha male could ever give his female such control over him. It goes beyond their limits or what they stand for. Yet my male allows me to dominate him, allows me to lash out my Alpha hormones onto him. It doesn't make him any lesser of a male, it makes him more of an Alpha. My Alpha.

I can't possibly stay with the same person for more than three months; I would get bored and drive her away. But there is something about Meena that wants me to spend all my time with her. From the moment I discovered I was the first man to make love to her, I wanted to always be the only one to have fucked her. She is sweet and innocent; I can't allow another man to touch her. I left her on the verge of climax; I could feel her pussy tighten, and she begged for my dick, but I refused to yield to her request; I called the shots, not her.

‘Kill him. ‘We can’t take that chance.’ Dominic grinned as we faltered. He knew he’d won. Wiping his hands together, he rested his weight casually on one leg, looking for all the world like a man considering buying a new car, not a psycho Rogue werewolf eyeing up the most powerful Alpha around. “It’s not magic.” He preened as we were forced to listen, clearly enjoying the attention. Was that what he was, then – an attention whore? ‘With a tiny dick,’ muttered Sterling. I almost smirked.

They showed a qualitative exploration of dominant/submissive roles and relationships, explaining what they are and how they work. The search described dominants as empathic and nurturing, desiring and able to take control, attentive and responsible… a perfect definition of what Damon stood for. While submissives were characterized as willing to give up control and having a desire to please. The girl couldn't help but feel like she was reading her own biography as her eyes continued to scan down the words on the bright screen.

I see the other she wolves swooning over them but that is not a reaction that I could elicit for it felt like I would be the one charge instead of me. I do not want a male that would read me poems or sing to mw. No… I wanted a make fact was highly dominant and gruff and would be able to easily break me and my high ego but so far, I have not been able to find such a male among the members of the nobility and even in the higher society. The males here were far too upright and quaint…. I needed a man who knew how to partake and get lost in the affairs of pleasure in the bed chambers.

He commands Jamie has always been dominant. His dominant aura was the first thing I noticed when I met him for the first time at the club that night. I remember how he made me watch him eat me out with the promise of stopping once I looked away.I take my dress off and then my bra and then underwear just like he told me to. His eyes roam my body and I want to hide from them. But there was something about being completely open and exposed for Jamie to see that was like a drug. The way he studied every inch of my body like his favourite view, gave me a high that I've never experienced.

Dominant omegas have the most alluring pheromones, fertile bodies, and frail builds, whether male or female dominant omegas, while dominant alphas are almost superhuman, with the most suppressive pheromones, sturdy builds and ironically enough, most studied dominant alphas show traits of being a genius in one aspect of life. The advantages are unfair when placed back-to-back with their recessive counterparts. Recessive alphas and omegas are only a fraction of what the dominants are, yet we all experience ruts and heat. There are only twenty known dominant Alphas in Ferndale alone, and Niklaus Heinrich is one of them; that is why I was so happy the day he got engaged to my little sister Maya.

She couldn't stop thinking about it, even as they prepared to leave the hospital. Riley knew all too well about the sexual desires of a dominant alpha. Although dominant alphas were considered leaders and influencers in society, excelling in every aspect, there was one thing they struggled to control: their burning desire for physical intimacy. In other words, they are always in need of sex.

Dominic glared at me but I could tell he was just bluffing. “Since you're curious about how others see your boyfriend, I'll tell you,” a taunting smile crossed my lips. “He is sexy, mysterious and very sadistic.” “Huh?” Dominic blinked. My expression turned serious, “of all the Phantom wolves, he is the hardest to read. I can never predict what's going on in his head or what he's going to do. One minute, he's flirty and the next, he's just plain dangerous. He's got this dark sadistic but alluring personality.”

I read on. The writing was atrocious, but that wasn’t why I read it. Fifty Shades opened up my eyes to a world I never imagined existed: the dark, sensual world of dominance and submission. I swallow another gulp of beer. So how does literature influence my imagination? As a child it fueled my dreams. As an adult, it does the same. I long for a stern dominant to take me in hand, and my own literary pursuits now include reams of books dedicated to the erotic pull of dominance and submission in romance. I write fantasies with vivid detail, allowing my imagination to see no limits. In my mind, I am that woman collared by a man who loves her. I am that woman who surrenders to a powerful dominant