How To Tame My Beastly Husband Novels & Stories

“I don’t go out much. That’s on purpose. But your legs should be open for me every night when I get home. I’m not here to light candles and play music while I undress you.” “I like Sam Cooke and incense.” “I don’t care what you like.” “Fix that today or live a life of celibacy. I’m not your toy. If you want me to act like your wife, then you need to act like a real husband. Don’t ever touch my things without asking again, don’t move me around like I’m just a game piece, and don’t make big choices about our life without talking to me first. Also, you must be home every evening by seven o’clock, no later so we can eat dinner together before we sleep together. Like a normal couple.”

“The one that matters most to you. For every day you fail to obey, I will offer you a piece of your father. A finger. An ear. I have a very creative surgeon on retainer. He can keep a man alive for a long time while dismantling him piece by piece. I’ll keep bringing them to you until he’s gone, or you learn your lesson. Your choice.” The blood drains from her face. She looks like she might be sick. Good. I need her terrified, but I also need her thinking. This new rule will force her to be strategic, to plan her seductions, to actively engage with the reality of our dynamic. She will have to use that brilliant, defiant mind to please me. “You’re nothing but a savage animal,” she chokes out.

he growled in a commanding voice. Why does his fluffiness vanish on the very day we are going outside? Yesterday, Tyler’s the ultimate teddy bear husband. Now…now he’s acting more of a feral wolf, an intimidating shifter. Biting my lower lip, I step towards him. We are only an inch away now. He’s so fucking tall. And with his broad shoulders, I know he can smash me anytime in the wall, in the bed, or even by just standing in front of each other. “Why do you look scared? I’m your husband, remember?” he asked, eyes softening while lowering his gaze from my eyes, to my lips, and back to my eyes again.

Daniel wanted to wrap his hand around her and wanted to tell her how much he missed her but couldn't say anything when he remembered how Savannah wanted to do something bad with him and even almost destroyed his business too. He gently pulled him out of his embrace and said, "Ms George, don't do anything inappropriate. We are in public. And didn't you say I should restrict myself as I am married? I am telling you the same now. You should restrain yourself too around me. After all, I don't want my wife to misunderstand me." "You…" Savannah trembled in anger, "Are you that happy in this marriage? Then what about me? I have given you everything even my first time. Do you have any conscience Dan

Let's get your health back in good shape so we can try for a baby. As I listened to her, that comment from before surfaced once again before my eyes. She'd been pretending to have no sense of direction for five years and deliberately caused me to fall and get hurt. Now she wanted to persuade me to quit my job, aiming to completely turn me into a useless person so she could kick me to the curb. I gave a faint, wry smile. "Alright, then you can resign today. Let's stay home and focus on making a baby." Anna was choked up for a moment. After what felt like a long pause, she let out a soft sigh.

“And then you can breed me for real.” “Amelia,” I said, taking her by her arms and getting her back a bit so that we were looking at each other. “Yes, my sweet, wonderful husband?” she asked. “I can’t wait to breed my wife with my fat, black cock.” She cracked a grin and reached over to the intercom again. “Go around a few more times!”

“And this time I want you to thank your husband for sharing you.” “Thank you, Jimmy,” I moaned loudly between each hard thrust. My voice broke with pleasure. “Thank you for letting this biker ruin your wife’s holes.” Jimmy was standing nearby now, stroking himself again as he watched his wife get completely destroyed by another man. His eyes were wide with lust and love mixed together. Seeing him like that only made me wetter. Jax’s thrusts became faster and more erratic. His muscles tensed, and his breathing grew rough. “Gonna fill you up again, slut.”

I heard him grumble beneath his breath, trying to find his fruity voice back. "Shh, that's ok. One step at a time." She whispered, trying to calm him down. "My goddess. Oh, what a relief. Thank you," I said raising my head towards the ceiling. Mei's pov My husband to be seemed to be making some improvement, at least for now. He could not form a word, let alone a whole conversation, but his eyes opened and I could see a glimpse of fear hovering around him. I could also scent it. Anger was getting the best of me, but I was still in control for now. I didn't want to shift in wolf form, knowing that I was already half term pregnant. I could hear my wolf growl as it wanted to be released.

"You already know why. Because you built your happiness on my grave." I reached for her shoulder. She slapped my hand away as if it disgusted her. "Don't touch me again." "Let me help you." The words tumbled out of me. "My family can protect you. Money, security, anything you need—" She laughed, and this time it was real, bright and short and without mercy. "Help? Oh, Ian, come on." She stepped back. "Do I look desperate to you? Like a woman begging for scraps? Or like someone who survived hell and came back hungry?" Her voice dropped. "Stop pretending to be the perfect ex-husband. You created this monster yourself, and don't think you'll ever control it once it's loose."

Chapter 117. My Husband Is A Beast Part-7. Sofia Pov. “Mr Tristain Herdezn”. I called out. He smiled. “You’re to call your husband sexy names. Spice things up”. He grabbed his cock, running his hand through it like he couldn’t wait to slide it in. “My hus….”. I tried to call the same but my guys wouldn’t let me. I tried again and it only got worse. I resigned to fate.