Draco And Hermione Fanfiction Possessive Mga Nobela at Kwento

His cocky demeanor faltered. Draco hadn't moved. His posture was rigid, his gaze burning into me. I could feel the intensity of it, like a physical touch, a possessive claim. The air around him seemed to crackle with suppressed fury and undeniable arousal. I reveled in the power of it. I leaned closer to Mark, my voice dropping conspiratorially, but still loud enough for Draco to hear. “He’s very… thorough. And he doesn't like tardiness.” Mark cleared his throat. “Right. Well. Um. So… you wanna grab coffee sometime?” He was flustered.

Everything of him. Her wolf snarled softly. ‘It’s not our house,’ she murmured. ‘It’s his. All of it. His.’ The thought made her stomach tighten. Ownership. Possession. Her wolf didn’t sound angry—she sounded resigned, and somehow, that was worse. At least Kalmin hadn’t locked her in the room this time. That small victory gave her a glimmer of hope as she moved toward the kitchen. The soft sound of footsteps approaching behind her made her heart lurch in her chest. Her body tensed, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up. She didn’t need to look over her shoulder to know it was him.

Her own best friend in the embrace of her fated mate. “I know I am an Omega.” She thought to herself, “an Alpha would never disgrace his title by mating with me, this mate bond is a mistake in the first place. The moon goddess was out of her mind pairing us together, she must hate me, she must despise me so much that she derives plenty pleasure from twisting my life into different stages of suffering and anguish, but this… this is a pain like no other, and I would be lucky if I make it out of this with my wolf in one piece.”

Max nodded his head before he walked out of the room. “ I can't believe you were jealous,” I said, with a smirk on my face. “ Don't tease me, princess.” “ Yes I was jealous because you are mine…… only mine,” he said, taking a step closer to me until he stood only an inch away from me. Grabbing my waist he pulled me closer. “ You can't even imagine how much a Lycan can be possessive when it comes to their mate's,” he added, closing the distance between us.

'' I let out softly and there was a hint of lust with a mixture of passion in his eyes, as a smirk came to play so freely on his face. '' Say it again, say those words to me, I want to hear it,'' He whispered into my ear as he looked at me with that same look of lust in his eyes. '' You own me, Draco,'' I whispered and there was this possessive look in his eyes as he claimed my lips again.

She would have to stand by my side as my Queen in front of the most powerful wolves on the continent. ‘Good,’ Draco rumbled in the back of my mind. ‘She belongs by our side. She belongs on the throne.’ “She wanted to leave us,” I reminded him, a familiar, bitter ache flaring up in my chest. “She is a traitor’s daughter. She kept secrets.” ‘And yet, you almost kissed her on the dance floor,’ he countered dryly. ‘You practically whimpered when she leaned into you. Don't lie to yourself.’ I hissed under my breath, cutting off the mental link and subduing him.

Draco explained further putting an end of conversation, " Don't panic! I know what to do but before that I want something else for you." He ended and eyed her from head to toe hungrily. Ikaya took a step back, frowning hard at him to see him grinning. Ikaya sutured alerting, " What.. what do you mean?" Draco smiled devilishly. His eyes darkened in desire when he revealed his true intentions openly, " Come on, we are going to get married after all. I don't care who the fuck my mate is. You will be the legal wife of me. Why should we hold back ourselves? Don't you feel that you should impress the future king a bit at least?"

In the training yard, In the morning sun. In front of everyone. Without any apparent concern for any of it. When he drew back he looked at Rocco. "Write it down," he said. "Tell everyone. I don't care." Rocco stared at him. "I don't care," Draco said again, simply. "She's mine and I'm hers and if I want to kiss her in the training yard I will kiss her in the training yard." He held Rocco's gaze. "Entry fifteen." Rocco looked at him for a long moment.

His blood ran through her veins, and suddenly, everything made sense. Draco had not been wandering. He had been seeking her. I took another step closer, drawn to her warmth. “You’ve been meeting my beast in secret.” Her smile didn't falter. "He found me first." She glanced at Draco, who was watching us both with smart eyes. "And I must say, he's a bit of a charmer." A growl in my chest. A reaction I couldn't suppress. The possessiveness, the raw need to claim what was mine.

Jasmine too screamed and turned her frustrated gaze to Draco “YOU BELONG WITH ME JASMINE…” Draco growled on her “ONLY I CAN TOUCH…. ONLY I CAN KISS YOU…. AND… ONLY I CAN FUCK YOU JASMINE… EACH AND EVERY INCH OF YOU BODY BELONGS TO ME…. NO MOTHER FUCKING BASTARD CAN PART YOU FROM ME….. AND WHOEVER DARES TO TAKE YOU AWAY FROM ME…. I WILL BURN HIM ALIVE RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOUR EYES….. EVEN IF HE IS YOUR KING…. HE WILL DIE FROM MY HANDS…. GET THIS THING STARIGHT IN YOUR MIND JASMINE…. YOU ARE MY MATE…. ONLY MINE..” Draco commanded with fierce fire burning in his eyes… simultaneously Jasmine felt her dagger Rune which was encircled with a dragon around it in spiral on her chest glowing bright