Female Possession Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The sensation of his hard length pressed against my core made me gasp with anticipation. With a possessive growl, Felix bucked his hips closer to mine. The primal hunger in his eyes was mirrored by the force with which he entered me, driving deep inside me to the hilt of his cock. I gasped, the sensation overwhelming yet undeniably addictive. Felix's breath was ragged as he pressed himself into me, his voice a low, husky growl. "You're mine, Mia," he whispered, his words carrying the weight of possession. "Every inch of you belongs to me." I could only moan in response.

Jéssica moaned loudly again, hands in his hair, hips bucking against his mouth. “Yes… lick your cum out of my pussy… clean me with your tongue…” He licked it all. Mouth full of semen and arousal, he rose slowly and kissed her hard. He transferred the salty-sweet taste to her tongue. Jéssica swallowed, moaning into his mouth, licking her dirty lips. Fabian stood, his still semi-hard cock brushing her thigh. He held her face with both hands, gray eyes locked on hers. “You’re mine now, Jéssica Clare. Every day. Every night. This pussy is my property. This ass, this mouth, these tits… all mine. There’s no going back.”

“Now back to Kyle. I don’t think a man who takes you to his favorite hiding spot from his teenage years dislikes you. I think he’s pretending. Men and their fake emotions.” “I don’t know, Fi. As long as his sister is still in that coma, he’ll never forgive me. This might all just be a game to him.” She pulled out a short leather skirt. “That right there would be perfect for the club. It’s your style.” “You’re damn right it is,” she wiggled her shoulders proudly. “But what if he’s trying to soften toward you?” She asked. “He took you to his house, you both practically ruined it,” she added with a wicked wink.

“That is my submissive female.” I rewarded her submission by engaging the remote, sending a high-frequency vibration surging from the silicone device nestled against her clit. Her anatomy jolted the instant the electrical pulse hit her nerves, providing absolute confirmation the asset remained anchored in place. “An exceptionally, exceptionally good female.” After briefly entertaining the dominant script of forcing her to crawl across the boards to my boots—a visual that would likely have triggered an immediate ejaculation inside my trousers—I stood from the stone prop and crossed the distance, completely consumed by the desire to manifest this specific carnal fantasy center stage.

Henry whispered, his mouth against her ear. “I want to be owned,” she moaned, the truth ripped from her deepest core. “I want to be your toy.” As if her words were a signal, the room began to climax. With a final, guttural roar, George emptied himself deep into Lola’s ass, his body convulsing against hers. William bit down on Nora’s shoulder as he came inside her, his hot release flooding her womb as she clenched around him, sobbing as her own orgasm was ripped from her by the sheer force of his possession.

"Until I’m done with you, you will not let anyone else between these beautiful lips. Or your other lips, for that matter." I swallow hard, hoping my face isn’t as flushed as I feel. I quickly defend myself. "I was just thinking about…a dildo. You know, so it’s easier next time." Rhys chuckles, but there is no humor on his face. "If I haven’t made it clear enough, you are not to put anything inside you without my permission. Not even your fingers." I didn’t know he was this possessive. It should scare me to think about what he would do if I defied him, but that’s the last thing on my mind as I tuck Rhys’s cock back into his boxers and straighten up to leave.

'Look at you, exposed like a slut in heat. He thrust into my pussy from behind, deep and rough, one hand covering my mouth again. 'Quiet! You don't want your hubby hearing through the walls.' Though Joaquin was continents away, the fantasy fueled us. His other hand groped my tit, pinching the nipple through my blouse. 'Harder... fuck me like you hate him,' I whispered, pushing back. He obliged, pounding relentlessly, the desk rattling. 'This cunt's mine now. I'm going to breed it, make you swell with my seed while he's clueless.' The dirty talk, the possession, it sent me over, clenching around him as I came, moaning into his hand.

“But I dream of you when I fuck.” Her breath stilled. He leaned closer. “You want the truth? Don’t let Catherina deceive you with her words “She was fragile. Sweet. But you…” His hand slid down again, cupping her between the legs. “You’re fucking wild. You burn. You bleed. You fight back even when your pussy’s dripping for me. You think I’m obsessed with her?” He leaned in. Bit her earlobe. “I’m possessed by you.” His fingers slid along her soaked slit again, slow, so goddamn slow she whimpered.

Then she straddled Kingston. With a cynical expression, Aquela turned on the vibrator she’d brought from the bedroom. Inserting the object into her body to feel the satisfying vibrations, Aquela hissed, letting out moans that grew louder, as if she wanted to dominate the entire room. “What are you doing? Stop!”

His hot breath rasped against my collarbone, while his hand moved roughly down my body inch by inch, leaving shivers wherever he touched me. He cursed under his breath, then ground out, “This Alice, this vixen you have become, makes me hate you to the point of needing to possess you.” His movements became more hurried. He no longer tried to conceal that primitive, almost savage possessiveness. It was as if he were confirming his right of ownership of my body. As if he were declaring his ownership of that person who was admired and applauded in the conference chamber, tonight. I glanced in the mirror. My face was flushed, my body felt on fire, but the depths of my eyes were still cold. This c