His Claiming Novels & Stories

I laid her on the bed and stared into her eyes. "I have waited for this moment. This very moment when you finally see me. Tonight I claim what is truly mine. Tia, your heart, love, and body; just as it should be. You and I." I said, entered her, and began to pump. The feeling was amplified and intense. I felt hers, and she felt mine, back and forth, and we both moaned with pleasure. Our lovemaking had turned beastly. Never have I had this experience before. Was this what a claiming was like? I felt her wholely, and I knew she felt me too. We were one.

His wolf was urging him to give her what she wanted, to make it clear to her once and for all that she belonged to him and ensure that she could never dispute it again. Never had Only been balanced so precariously on the edge of his control. When she drew his tongue into her mouth and sucked on it eagerly, it naturally had him remembering her sensual lips around his cock. Shit. “Prove it.” “You know what will happen if I do.” He’d claim her and she’d be tied to someone who— He groaned as she again squirmed. More of his control slipped away. “I don’t care, I want this. I want you to claim me. Now, Onyx, I need to come. Please.”

“There’s a lot of eyes Black. It might push me to my next scandal again. Even if it’s not true, people will still believe fake news.” “So you’re worrying about your image?” His brows narrowed. “I am a well-known businessman and getting link to me would lift your career even higher.” I gritted my teeth. “I don’t want that kind of scheme just to rise above.” “Then what about you and Clyde?” His voice was cold. “You haven’t resolve your issue with him yet.” “It’s my problem and not yours!” Using other people’s popularity was never been my strategy to rise above. I prefer hard work and self-growth than wicked schemes.

Those nipple clamps she bought are going to work on her very soon. In a low tone, I bend in my seat and tell him, "letting the people you owe take just your house and paying you your severance pay is the last form of mercy you'll be getting from me." "He is offering you a job, you should take it" I tell him referring to my rival and I notice Mr Richard shiver as I sit back up, knowing fully well that, "once a snitch, always a snitch, but I promise you that Mr Richard will not let you go scotfree "

~Xyana~ Clifton's sardonic laughter catches me off guard. He's still staring at me when he says, "Amon will claim her, and when he does, he'll willingly share. She has no choice but to take the three of us. We are her Mates. At least she'll be really useful for once." He laughs again. "She has a choice." Declan insists. “Like I fucking care,” Clif snickers as he adds, finally looking away from me. "I will give her, and she will take it all in good faith.”

I clarified. “Before what?” he pressed. “Before a certain female entered the picture?” I glared and growled in response. “Ooh, I get it now,” he continued. “It’s not getting in shape. It’s burning off all that excess energy.” He nodded his head as if he’d just solved the world’s greatest mystery. “Seith?” I grumbled, trying not to sound out of breath. “Yes?” his freaking grin was ear to ear. “Fuck off,” I smirked.

I say. I look at the paper under my fingers. Must not be claimed before retrieval. In Pack language; in the old language Caelum has been teaching me in fragments over four days, claimed means something specific. Something beyond political alliance or treaty terms. Something that would make me, in the eyes of Pack law and Syndicate politics both, belonging to a place rather than to a faction. Something that would make me very difficult to extract. I look up at Caelum. He's already looking at me.

I say in spite of the way I still long for his touch and crave his dominance. "You're right, it shouldn't have," he states in a frank tone. "But it did. And now I want more."

All I know is his father is ill. “I’ll claim you tonight,” he says. My body tenses. “Can we not wait?” He turns and stares at me. “No. The claim must be done straight away. My pack won’t accept you in any sense if I don’t claim you.” But claiming me means sex. Everyone thinks I’m a virgin. Will he notice? Can he sense it? Chewing my lip, I turn and look back out of the window as we drive into the gated community, his pack.

"It details my history, interests, professional skills, career path, earnings, and financial holdings. Please, feel free to go through it at your own time. "To be perfectly frank, my objective for this meeting is marriage. My social circle doesn't have many women, which allows me to promise absolute fidelity. Once we wed, I intend to uphold every commitment I make today, and that includes a non-compensatory transfer of all my individual assets to your name. "I have no intention of imposing any burden upon my partner, so she will enjoy total freedom as long as our marriage remains intact. If you are alright with these terms, it is my sincere hope that my proposal..."