Kny Doma Novels & Stories

“Why would I do that? I don’t want to share my man.” “You could have two guys instead of it being you and another girl.” “Tara!” Aghast, I sharply glared at my senior. She was only three years older than me, and to think that she had this bold wild side underneath her humbly saint-like appearance. “How does Brody manage you?” “He’s aware and that’s why he’s my DOM.” She bragged. “What's a DOM?” “A DOM is short for the one who is dominant or the more aggressive person during a consensual BDSM scenario.” She clarified but when she saw how blank I was she spelled it out. “You know, bondage sex, right?”

I'd never said anything like that in my life. Dom growled. "He's here, in your home, because the man can't find his way out of a dry paper sack." "Isn't it supposed to be a wet paper sack?" I asked. "I can make it wet if you want it to be," Ryker said. I smiled. "Paper sacks are your thing, huh? I'd say kinky, but that just sounds bothersome." He tipped his head back and laughed. Dom snarled. "Don't encourage him, Will. He's worse than Turo."

“Sign the contract. Surrender your worthless life to me entirely and become my willing pet, or the brat dies tonight.” My eyes scanned the crisp white paper resting on the cold marble floor. The bold letters at the top of the page seemed to burn straight into my retinas. Dominant-Submissive Agreement. The title shocked me to my very core. The room seemed to tilt on its axis as the reality of what he was demanding sank in. He wanted to own me, break me, and fuck me in any way, morning and night. I should have torn the paper into shreds and protected what little dignity I had left.

Chapter Seventeen I leaned up kissing him, “There is a lot about me you don’t know.” His head tilted to the side, his finger twirling a damp strand of my hair as he looked down at me. “Was that my prize?” “You didn’t win.” “Neither did you.” “I don’t know about that, I got to kiss a very sexy guy.” “I think I’m the real winner.” Dom said, leaning closer to me. “Why is that?” “Because I get to kiss you.” His lips twitched as he moved down my body.

Raña almost snatched the iPad from Jana's hand. "Gosh, brother!" Raña leaned in front and showed her older brother the news article with Rome's photo with an unknown lady sitting at the bar and near the beach. "It is really you, and who's this lady with you? Hm?" My eyes widened and I looked away. Is that... Is that me?

Dom opens the door with a key Chana cut for us from the housekeeper's keyring eleven days ago. The housekeeper went to a yoga class in Middleburg and her keyring spent ninety minutes in a locker. The key to the door went on a little trip to the locksmith with Max. We’re in the pantry, which leads to the kitchen, which leads to the back hall. The back hall leads to the library. There are three doors between us and Scott. We move through all three of them in under fifty seconds, in stack order, Dom point, me second, Saint third. The door to the library is the only one that’s closed.

I cried out in pain tears came to my eyes then he strips himself naked, for this night you are very lucky choosing by me" Can you choose someone else who is willing? I don't want to do that with you like you said I'm no one please don't ruin me I will die I beg you He keep staring at me suddenly he grabbed me by my throat......" careful how you talk to me! me If I say I am going to fuck you then I will there's no one who has the balls to stop me. I am Dominic Knight you better understand that A small knock landed on the door come in he ordered

Toad grinned. “Make the world a little better.” Knuckles agreed. “Bottoms up.” “I like her.” Dom said putting the knife away and pulling out her phone. “Call me if anything changes.” “Dom, where the hell are you going?” Toad asked. “Work. Not related.” She answered walking out of the room. “I’m not going to stop her.” Werewolf said when Toad looked at him.

"The ones she hasn't reached yet. She'll think Kael is enough pressure to make them movable." Dom was quiet as they walked through the warehouse, past his men dismantling the Widow's operation in methodical silence, out into the cold Warrens air. The district smelled like iron and old rain. Three blocks south, somewhere she couldn't see, Kael was being cut down from a door. Dom stopped on the pavement and looked at the skyline — at the distant glass towers of Crown District, at the grey horizon above them, at whatever calculation he was running behind his eyes. "She's going to approach Caelan," he said.

"This... this is so sudden!" Amused by Kathy's reaction, Dominic's expression shifted to one of mock sadness. "It's simply about residing under the same roof. If you're uncomfortable with it, I respect your decision and understand." "What do you understand?" Kathy quickly shook her head. "This is moving too quickly!" "Kathy," Dominic suddenly knelt before her, his palms open to reveal a key. "Would you like to officially become my girlfriend?"