Novel & Cerita How To Beg In A Romantic Way

"Don't stop" "You know the rules, love. You have to beg, beg me to claim you, to make love to you. All you have to do is beg, admit it that you are mine and I will give you what you want" Imogen bit her lips, knowing there is no way she could win against this man.

Almost a year of fantasizing about him, writing about him, it all made me want him a little more each day. “Like I said, there are other ways to give you pleasure that don’t include breaking your hymen. But don’t worry, I won’t fuck you...until you beg me to,” with that husky reply he surprised me further by picking me up bridal style and taking me to the living room couch and gently laying me down.

’ I smile up at him as he studies my face for something, anything to give him the answers to his thoughts. “Take me, I beg you” I say in a sultry voice laced with desire, lingering on the ‘Beg’. His eyes flash to those of his Dragon. “Take me, Pyrrus” I say, a rumble of approval coming from deep inside him. I reach up putting my arms around his neck, pulling him to me “Do you want me to beg on my knees?” I whisper into his ear, he shivers with desire at my words.

“Beg for it, babe.” I shake my head and he chuckles again. “Do it.” He squeezes a little harder, making me gasp. “Please, Ru.” I breathe out. “What, babe?” I bite my bottom lip and mewl at him biting into my neck. “I want you to touch me. Make me cum on your fingers.” He buries himself in the crook of my neck and breathes in deeply. “God, how I love to have you begging for me. I love you so much.”

"Make you beg for it, scream my name like I am your lifeline." My legs are shaking, but I hold my head high, determined not to back down. "You won't break me," I whisper, my voice quivering, revealing my vulnerability. His smirk is maddening. In one swift motion, he lifts me and presses me against the icy wall. The warmth of his body envelops me, leaving me feeling completely trapped. "I don’t need to break you, Bambina," he whispers in my ear. "I’m going to make you beg for me. Beg for every part of me to be inside you." His lips crash onto mine, fierce and demanding, giving me no chance to resist.

I can’t think and speak. “Come on princess.” He whispered in my ear. “I want- before I was going to say more. I could not finish my words when I felt him rocking my hips up and down at a fast pace. “Oh, God I can’t. “Please” I beg him. “I need to... I told him in a pleading, and I am fucking begging. If I have to get on my knees and beg them I will. My body heats up thinking about being on my knees and back with my guys.

The way his breath would hitch every time I touched him, and the way his eyes changed color told me stories that made me purr in satisfaction. “No. Beg me. Plead in front of me, down on your knees to let me touch you and I promise, Your Highness, I will serve myself on the silver platter for you. But for that you need to show me how much you wish to touch me, beg me for it. Show me how sorry you are for rejecting me. Show me how you will never disrespect me and our child again. Beg for it, Your Highness.” I said, pressing a kiss on his neck and his fingers dug into my skin as he held my waist possessively.

"Take me, please." "Gods, when you beg like that... "

How could flowers and chocolates soften him up? "Why do you have a weird look on your face?" Kouga asked, bursting my imagination bubble. I shook my head. "Any other ideas? What if things like that don't sway her?" Kouga kept quiet and thought for a while. Then he said, "Honestly, I'll apologise first then just seduce and make love to her all night. All will be forgiven by morning" I blanched. M-Make love?

“I’ve been good.” I leaned in, my lips brushing against his ear. “Good boys deserve rewards,” I whispered, my breath hot against his skin. Then I pulled back, my eyes locking onto his, and began to unbutton his trousers slowly, my movements deliberate and teasing. “But first, you have to beg.” He hesitated, his cheeks flushing under my gaze. “Please,” he finally choked out, his voice barely above a whisper. “Please, Maddie.” I smirked, my fingers trailing down his chest to his belt. “That’s a start,” I said, my tone playful yet commanding. “But I think you can do better.”