He Can Only Hold Her Mga Nobela at Kwento

He might have held her too tight, for she winced as he pulled her waist with his other hand and pressed her close to his body. But she was a wildcat, and it was a miracle that she still held the vase tightly in her grip as she fought and clawed and kicked. Shaking and screaming like a complete maniac. Needing to keep her steady and stable, he pushed her down to the nearest couch, instantly climbing atop her. Straddling her so she could no longer kick. Forcefully bringing both her hands together and holding them down with one of his own.

However, he held onto her arm tightly. The next moment, he dragged her over. She tensed up and tried to withdraw her hand reflexively. However, he was extremely strong. He pinned her against the wall by the frame of the door. “Dayton Night!” She warned him in a low voice. “I just want to see our son. It’s just that simple. Can’t I do that?” He looked down at her and held her close to him.

She tried to shake her head forcefully, but Justin’s grip on her chin was too tight. He held her firmly in place—she couldn’t even move.

His hands tightened on her hips hard enough to bruise. Then he collapsed. Breathing hard. Fever breaking. "Don't leave..." he said. "Stay right there..." She stayed. Let him hold her. Let his body absorb her presence. After a moment she felt him relax completely.

Her eyes watered, her face red, It was too much, just too much. "Wait! Wait...!" Her hands shot out to hold his, she can't hold this anymore, was he always like this with that immaculate gentle face of his? But Kaden wasn't stopping as he grabbed hold of her wrists with his other hand and raised it high above her head in a tight grip, successfully holding them captive. His fingers pushing into her ruthlessly, determined to draw out her release to the last thread. "Oh, shittt!" Her thighs shook, her body writhed. Sweat gathered around her face as she panted heavily.

This woman doesn't understand. The mate bond claws at me mercilessly, the pull to be close to her nearly unbearable. I stand there in the darkness, torn between my possessive instincts and the cold, calculated distance I'm trying to maintain. He wants to go in, to hold her, to claim her, but he refuses to, she is his, and she will accept it. There is no other choice. He won’t allow it. Not this time. I am trying my best to control it but I can't. I don't know how she manages to hold back but I can not anymore.

His arms wrapped fully around her, one hand sliding up to cradle the back of her head as if shielding her from a blow. He didn’t speak Didn’t try to pull her upright Didn’t ask if she was okay. He just held her Held her like he’d been waiting years to do it. Held her like she was the only thing anchoring him to the earth. Held her like he didn’t care if the entire mountain fell down around them Her breath hitched again, this time not in fear, but in something more fragile. A tremor carved through her ribs. Her fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt, gripping desperately.

He stretched out to hold her palm. "Nothing."

Her legs, still weak from her orgasm, threaten to buckle beneath her, but he supports her, using his own body as an unyielding brace. His hands shoot up, catching her wrists, pinning her arms over her head. Her fingers splay against the wall, palms flat, a desperate, futile attempt to push away, to create a barrier. He holds them there, firm, unyielding, effectively rendering her helpless, exposed. She stares up at him, her eyes wide, her breath catching in her throat, a choked sound escaping her.

It encompassed him like the fog in the discuss, immersing him in her passion. Clad in nothing but her underwear, she come to up and attempted to drag him down on beat of her. But he'd held up for what felt like until the end of time to see her like this, and he wasn't almost to miss this chance. Kissing her soundly, he captured both her wrists in one hand and put them over her head, holding them there. "I need tae see you." She attempted to break his hold. "Brock, what are you doing?" But when she saw the resolved glimmer in his eye, she stilled underneath him, her chest hurling and her eyes unsure.