His Claiming Novels & Stories

Which is? "Soon, I will be executing my plan, there's no way I will have Tessa as a wife but till it's over I want you to promise me that your v*rginity belongs to me. I want your sincere honesty that I get to taste you first, you belong to me no matter what.." "Are you claiming my v*rginity now? Claiming me?" "Hell yeah! I am claiming it because it's mine, you are mine." "Then, I have no choice. I promise! But then, what's your plan? how do you get rid of Tessa?"

His hand was wrapped through her conditioner-slicked hair as she cried out her clipped answer through Tyler’s thrusts. “Yes, my greedy little wolf. MINE. OURS. Say it!” Tyler roared. “She’s already close, brother. I can smell her arousal through the scent of body wash. She knows who she belongs to, just as she knows we belong to her,” Mathias ground out as he let his hands wander all over her body. Lori’s head was spinning. This was a claiming. This wasn’t just a dirty little rendezvous in the shower. They were showing whoever was watching that she truly was theirs and they were hers. Her body started to shake uncontrollably as her climax approached, and she felt Mathias push the tip of her

"As someone I've claimed." The word landed with weight. In Lycan society claiming meant something specific. Public. Documented. A formal assertion of protection and connection that carried legal standing independent of the Council's opinion about it. He was making it official. In a car park outside the building that had just reprimanded him for it. "Yes," I said. He nodded once. We got in the car. I looked out the window as we pulled away from the building. At the stone facade and the Council seal above the entrance and somewhere inside it a document with Matthias's signature on a reprimand that Varen had engineered and hadn't gotten enough from.

Everything in my body screamed yes but mind whispered danger and my heart beat out a rhythm I couldn’t translate. But my core? My soul? It already belonged to him. He stood in the doorway silently watching. “Did you know I’d come here?” I asked. “No.” “You had a contract ready.” “I always have one ready.” “Do you always fall in love with your submissives?” That hit him like a sucker punch to the chest. “I don’t fall,” he said finally. “I claim.” “You’ve claimed me.” He nodded. “But this—” I held up the contract, “—this makes it official.”

“Jasper, we can't choose Luther as the Alpha King. He's literally a walking red flag. Scarlet might die!” Jasper ignored her. His eyes were on mine. “By tradition, Luther is meant to be the next Alpha King. And nothing will stop him, not even you, Scarlet,” Jasper leaned forward, his eyebrows furrowed and his lips were set. “Are you in or are you out?” I fisted my hands at my sides. “I'm all in.” I felt like a chicken being led to the slaughter house but instead of fighting for freedom, I volunteered my death.

I start, desperately searching for a lie but coming up with none. Adiran leans into me heavily, his face pressing into my hair. “In your defense?” He mocks earning a scowl from my downturned face. “What did you do?” Shoving my hands deep into my pockets, I kick another stone. “I stole.” The warmth of Adiran’s eyes cools ever so slowly, “Ari--” “It was only bread.” I retort, shoving my hands deep into my pockets in search of something to hold. “Besides,” nocking an eyebrow, I turn to him, “it’s not like they ever notice.”

"Thank you. I will do everything to make you mine." "I am with you, Dominic. You and me. We can win this! We will ask for help! Even if it means having my name with the longest list of Alphas and Betas for the Claiming in the history of this shitty tradition. I’m all for it, Dominic. Because I will never let anyone claim me but you."

She opened her eyes. "I am claiming them," he said. "As my heirs. Formally and legally, before every council and court that exists. No negotiation, no concession, no arrangement with the Volkovs. An absolute claim." He paused. "And I am claiming you. Not as property. Not as a political asset. As mine, the bond chose before either of us had the good sense to agree to it." She stared at him. "You can't just…" she started.

He climbed back on top of me and grabbed my hand roughly, bringing it down to his member. “Feel that?” he asked. I wrapped my hand around him. He kept his hand clamped over mine. “I’m ready, beautiful.” “For what?” I asked, swallowing hard. His next words came out like a growl, low and dangerous. They sent shivers down my spine. “To claim you.”

It’s like something out of a dream, a perfect, private world where the reality of our roles as Alpha and Luna can meld with just being Niklaus and Verena. He leads me to the blanket, his hands steady and sure. As we step onto it, he turns to me, his expression serious. “This Claiming... it’s about more than a physical connection. It’s about accepting all of me, the darkness and the light. Can you do that? Can you accept not just the Alpha, but the man?” I reach up, my hands framing his face, pulling him down to look into his eyes. “I accept you, Niklaus. Every part of you. Just as you accept me.”