Dominitrix Stories Novels & Stories

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.

"We have established the border camp as you ordered. But... crossing the southern line with an active army without official clearance will spark a full-scale war with King Ezekiel." Dominic turned slowly. The suffocating, volatile Alpha pressure radiating off him was so heavy that Griat instinctively dropped his head, unable to meet his gaze. "I do not care about his war," Dominic growled, his voice a low, gravelly rasp that sounded barely human. His black eyes locked onto Killian. "She did not vanish into thin air. A female does not simply erase her scent unless dark magic is involved. Someone hid her." Dominic stepped closer to his scholar, his tall frame blocking out the light. "Summon ev

While I was crawling in the pile of books and parchments, he fed me up with all kinds of rumors, as he's quite the popular wolf, especially with she-wolves. "The reason was the common trope obviously, that dude had some other chick in love with. And he was very much the dominant, criminal type Alpha, so even his pack committee couldn't do anything about that. I heard Alpha Vincent wasn't around the pack that time, he went to visit a foreign country or something. Thus not much action was taken, I heard the chick is neglected by her own pack and that's where new gossips unfold," he sighed. "Nyx, her name, isn't it?" "Yeah," I nodded, as I was listening with concentration.

No part of this work may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted without the author’s written permission. This is a dark romance collection. In these stories, you will be fascinated by the dominance, fierce desire, obsession, and all-inclusive encircling control exerted by strong and powerful men. Love is gritty, problematic, and will test every last boundary. While walking into this journey…powerful and obsessive love will spark and thrill you, I beg you to take care of yourself while reading. Your physical and emotional safety is my number one priority, and if the passion at any point becomes too much, I encourage you to take a break. POINT OF VIEWS

I say, voice low, pride burning in my chest. “Couldn’t do it without you,” he says, kissing back, light flaring, heat building as we press close. “Love you.” “Love you too,” I say, grinning, shadows soft. “We got this.” The final tome reveals the truth—the lost dominion’s rising, its power threatening to shatter the balance. A guardian’s voice echoes from the shard, “The lost dominion rises,” its eyes blank, fading to dust. “This is bad,” I say to Raymond, shadows flaring, heart racing. “We’re in deep shit.”

I tried another website, and it presented the same thing. Dominic had managed to clear up all the mortifying and horrifying stories on the internet.

He brought his face closer to hers and stared at her lips. “Do you understand the point of being a sub?” He whispered and her shaky breath replied to him. The vibrator was still buzzing in his hand and she wondered when was going to use it on her. “Your dominant handles everything for you, it makes you free from responsibilities.” He muttered and Xalia closed her eyes. “Open your eyes.” He ordered and she did. “Tell me a story.” “Wh… what?” She whispered. “Tell me a story. Tell me how you met Harrison.”

“When our mom was running away from her problems, she ended up laying with a guy that she met on her way out to New Orleans. Janelle and I were around 2 and 4 years old, but we had already knew that she was pregnant with our brother when we arrived to the new city. What we didn’t know was that the guy was a different breed than us.” “What would be different from you guys?” “Dominic’s dad is a vampire, Triniti.” Nancy said. Boy, I swear this story gets better and better. Man, this was definitely too much for me. But, I guess that’s what I get for laying with a guy I barely know. “So, Dominic is a hybrid?” I asked, putting all of this together from what he just told me. “He is, but he hasn’t b

It's the second time I've felt the urge to kiss her and I swear she feels it too, but I need to get up early and this is the best way to get to my safe room. " I don't like it, I'm going to bed, I need to get up early." " Aren't you going to finish?" She looks at me with that cute little face like a puppy that's fallen over, but I have to be strong. I'm a BDSM dominatrix. The first rule of a dominatrix is to dominate yourself. Who am I if I give in to the temptation to do the wrong thing? She said no sex and I'm true to my word. I stand up quickly.

“The first werewolves. Before packs. Before structure. They ruled through strength alone. No bonds. No restraint. Your power woke them. Now they’re moving to reclaim what they believe belongs to them.” The hall went still. The First Dominion were stories to most wolves. Old warnings told to children. Legends from a time before order, when dominance ruled and mercy did not exist. “Even if that’s true,” I said, carefully, “it doesn’t excuse what you did.” “Doesn’t it?” Isolde snapped back. “I was hired to eliminate the Luna-born line before it could grow strong enough to challenge them. One life. Maybe two. To prevent a war that could destroy everything.”