Dominant Novels & Stories

The sweet vanilla notes of Liam's scent were fading fast, replaced by a deep, rich surge of heavy pine that mirrored Dominic's own aura. I looked up at Dominic. He stood beside the sofa, staring down at our sleeping son. His jaw was set, his hazel eyes dark with intense thought. "If his scent doubles before puck drop," I whispered, "every reporter in the broadcast plaza will know he is a dominant Alpha the second we walk past the glass." Dominic turned his head, looking straight into my eyes with a fierce, unwavering glare. "Then let them smell him," Dominic said softly. "It's time the world knows who owns the ice."

At that moment, my curiosity takes over any logical thinking. "Oh, darling, this is going to be fun. In BDSM, we practice many things- the most popular being physical restraints, inflicting pain, and power play. It's not just fun or something we can enjoy on the weekends; it's a lifestyle for my brother and me. It's a variety of erotic practices- bondage, discipline, dominance, submission, sadomasochism, and other related dynamics. There are more than I could explain before you have to return to your room. First, let me explain what dominant is, and then I'll enlighten you on the difference between regular and primal dominant. Y

"I am me; what's more, I can confirm." "You're not my Dominic," I declare. "The Dominic I know wouldn't be eager about running a company that fasts because his wife is unstable. The Dominic I know would do anything to support her. My Dominic is the alpha of the most powerful pack. He's fearless and strong, and everyone respects him not because the blood of the Werewolf King runs through his veins but because he is a leader. Also, he should have a bullet scar above his chest because it was soaked in wolfsbanes, poison to werewolves, so the wound doesn't heal."

“We are here to control direction.” Every word was Measured.. “We focus on long term dominance. Not temporary wins.” She paused. Then added softly, “Power does not need to announce itself. It simply… exists.” Silence. Then and eruption of applause. Dominic didn’t clap. He couldn’t. His hand trembled slightly as he reached for water. “Sir?” his assistant whispered. Dominic did not answer him and just kept on drinking. “She’s alive…” he thought. “She’s married…to that bastard”

"I wondered. The storage room where I was hiding, some of the equipment..." "We won't lie to you about who we are," Alex said. "We're Dominants, Bella. It's part of our nature, part of what we enjoy. But dominant doesn't mean abusive. It doesn't mean forcing someone to do anything they don't want. Real dominance is built on consent, communication, and trust." "Marcus said he was dominant," Bella said quietly. "Said I needed to submit, to obey. That it was natural for women to serve men who were stronger."

The Alpha said, looking Dominic up and down before his eyes met Dominic's again. "What?... I'm your mate!" Dominic said, feeling as though the Alpha was squeezing his heart. The Alpha scuffed, and roughly turned Dominic around, pressing his chest against the tree as he pushed against his back. "And you're a dominant Delta 1! What are you going to do? Are you going to bend over and let me stick it in your ass like a submissive male? Are you going to let me fuck you right here against this tree like a little bitch in heat?" The Alpha said into his ear as he thrust his hips forward, pressing his cock against Dominic's ass as his breath fanned his ear.

I shrugged, deciding to do as he said. I kicked him with all my might but he caught my leg easily and held it for some seconds before dropping them. "So your right leg is your dominant leg. That's good to know. There's no problem, you'll also know how to fight with your weaker leg." " Okay, I'm officially lost, can you fucking recap, what the hell is going on?" My confusion was slowly turning to anger. "I'm sorry, your dominant leg is the leg you depend on more. It's your fighting leg, that's why I asked you to kick me, I had to find out for myself which leg was the dominant one." Oh, now it made

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.

“What do we share?” “For one thing there is the dominance delusion, and for another there is the inability to be loyal to one partner as an effect of your insatiable need for the reproductive pleasure.” Aariv said. He turned around to go back into his home. It took him ten seconds to make seven steps with the help of a walking stick. The man was really old and for an old man he had a big mouth. I paced twice and caught up with him, blocking his path. “Can you please excuse. I need to get out of the sun, son. You are blocking an old man’s path.”

He shrugs. “You don’t have to. It's up to you to use it or not. I generally will try not to force people to do things, but situations like Cheryl are different. Dominant Shifters, and apparently you, have the ability but it’s mostly intended so that we don’t have to fight weaker individuals. The dominance thing is sort of like skipping the argument or physical fight that might result from it and getting to the end result which is the dominant Shifter winning.” He says I roll my eyes at him. “That doesn’t make sense at all. I couldn’t win a fight against anyone.” I point out. He shrugs.