Drarry Fanfiction Possessive Draco Novels & Stories

“You think you’ve beaten me?! Listen to me! I’ll never accept a son like you! I’ll never let you inherit my fortune!” Draco smirked. “Keep your fortune. I don’t want it. I came here just to laugh at your fate. Remember? You drove my mother to despair, to suicide. Now you’re the one behind bars. Be grateful you’re in prison—better that than dead, right? Oh, and one more thing: you wanted Luna so badly, didn’t you? Well, let me make it clear—Luna is mine. She’s carrying my child. Don’t ever dream of having her. You’ll always lose to me, Danny Fergie.” “Bastard!” Danny lunged and grabbed Draco’s collar, but the guards quickly pulled him back.

Jack growled, lunging forward towards Draco again, “You have really fucked up with this fucking stunt you pulled bringing Kyra here!” “Jack!” Kyra exclaimed. Draco narrowed his eyes, wiping the blood off. “Why can’t I bring her here, huh? She wants to come with me. Unlike you freaks, I’ll let her have what she wants.” Jace glared down at her. “If you fucking want something, you tell us. We’re your fucking mates, not that fucker. You can’t go anywhere with him. You can’t be near him. You can’t fucking look at him.” He growled, pinning her down there with a territorial look in his eyes.

So, when Finn let Declan carry her, she was afraid if she did anything that would anger him. Meanwhile, Draco was jumping and howling in excitement when they finally held their soft, little mate again. This was the best feeling ever and he loved every second of this. Declan agrees with him. He walked slowly so they could have more time to hold her. “I can’t wait for the moment when we can mark her. She must taste so delicious, even her scent drives me crazy, I would have her for days!” Draco growled excitedly. Today his mood increased to maximum and Declan was smirking inside, knowing Draco acted more like a happy puppy than a beast of a Lycan.

Thick, hot pulses of cum flooded my insides, filling me so full I could feel my belly starting to swell slightly with every spurt. He kept grinding his knot inside me, milking every drop into my willing hole. His hand kept stroking my cock until I came again, weaker this time, my body shaking with overstimulation. We stayed locked together like that for a long time, his big body draped over mine, his knot keeping all his cum deep inside me where it belonged. The bond hummed strongly between us, warm and possessive. I felt claimed. Used. Owned. Draco pressed a kiss to the back of my neck, right over his mark, his voice low and rough against my skin. “You’re staying. But this changes everythin

I don't know who or what exactly I am. Am I just a mixed breed of both species and nothing more? Why do I have to bear this burden alone? But something in me triggered the moment her fingers grabbed my wrist. She seemed to have lost all strength. I don't know if it was the bond that triggered, but I felt greatly uncomfortable and my heart burned. Each time I tried to satisfy Draco's blood lust, my chest tightens like though it will tear anytime. Draco is very stubborn and whenever he is out, it takes a miracle for him to not to kill anyone.

I follow every movement his lips make, like a hypnotized bunny. “She also said you were an orphan. What pack do you come from?” He asks and I gulp, regaining my senses and subtly looking around to make sure that no one saw me gawking at the old hottie. “The burning moon pack.” He smiles, charming but deadly. “Your Alpha is a good friend of mine.” I manage to return the smile, but we both know there is nothing genuine about our smiles. I can barely move my fork, my hands tremble around my fork. Dante's presence dominated the room, stealing my breath.

Her cry echoed ,mingling with the rising symphony of moans around her. On another bed, bathed in flickering torchlight, an intricate knot of bodies began to form. Two male slaves, one scarred and grey haired, the other younger, must be in his twenties, and cream haired, circled a dragoness with fiery orange hair. Qerev'nrys realized they weren't fighting over her, instead they were communicating with rough grabs and possessive growls at the dragoness's command.The grey drake seized her hips, spinning her to face the younger one.The cream haired slave grabbed the dragoness horns that had sprung out in excitement, forcing her head down towards his rigid cock. Simultaneously, the grey drake pos

She clutched her chest in pain and fought against the tears that threatened to spill from her eyes. Why is this happening to me? This stabbing sensation. Her wolf was in torture. She could hear it howling painfully within her, wishing to reach out and rip that woman from her mate. She barely understood to the purpose of this new found possessiveness. She did not love him did she? She barely knows him! So why does it hurt so much to see him in her embrace, eyes lost in the beauty of her flawless glow. And she shall be forced to watch this torture all the time henceforth. My spirit would be broken to a thousand pieces from it. Her own best friend in the embrace of her fated mate.

“What?” “My Lord, it's strange. Logically, as females, they should scream the moment they saw the snake right? But there hasn't been any movement there and twenty-four hours have already gone by.” Could it be that she managed to tame it? Draco dressed curiously and went outside to investigate. Everyone will be curious as to how he obtained the Azura snakes, but only he is aware that he did not tame them like Ivy did; rather, he trapped them. Or perhaps he should say that he caught the mother, who was at the time pregnant and at her most vulnerable. He'd then lock her up in the pit where he feeds his enemies to them until she gave birth.

Alpha Leon is the alpha of ‘Black storm pack’, taking after his father while Drake is his younger brother who’s the same age as my brother, Yohan. “You’ve grown up so fast. But you still got a long way to go though” Drake teases, a smug smirk on his face and I pout angrily. He’s bonked on the head by his older brother who scolds him, “Don’t go spitting nonsense and get her luggage out of the trunk and into her room. Now” Drake groans but does as told while I and the others walk into the living room where aunt comes, holding a spatula in her hand and coming to hug me with Zenaida by her side. She’s alpha Leon’s pregnant mate and Luna.