Lucas Possessive Form Novels & Stories

/Bach…Bach…/ This lascivious slurping sound is so sad, he rubs my underside with one hand and rubs my nipples with one hand. “N… No, don't do both at the same time.” Jay Park like turning into a beast while making love, he didn't answer but kept stabbing me deep inside. “um~…”

He then gently kissed his wrist, trying to calm himself down. Ethan's demeanor crumbled, his feelings rising to the forefront. "I told you not to covet what belongs to me." "Are you really getting so upset just because I took one of your bullets?" "Ugh. You know what I'm talking about." The two imposing figures stared each other down, their eyes brimming with intensity. Lucas made his point clear, saying, "That person doesn't belong to anyone. They're not some possession." Ethan responded, "What on earth are you talking about?"

Lucas, who had always been so controlled and cold, was unrestrained tonight. His touches were intense and demanding. And it felt like he did not just want to claim her body, but her soul. Every kiss, every whisper, carried his emotions she couldn’t ignore. It was as though he wanted to engrave every inch of his fiber into her bones. His possessiveness wasn’t just in his actions; it was in the way his gaze lingered, as though daring the universe to take her away from him. In the haze of the moment, Elena couldn’t tell if it was the alcohol or something deeper that drove Lucas to act the way he did.

His hands possessively pulled her behind him. Lucian's eyes narrowed as he glared at Lucas, his grip on the gun tightening. "Don't test me, Lucas. Loyalty can be bought, and I've learned that the hard way. Move away from her!”. He commanded. "What's with you and aiming guns at people's heads?".

But nevertheless, I noticed how defensiveness, aggressive and also possessive Lucas would always become whenever Ian complement me. What is his fucking problem? He never says nice to me or even about me to other people yet he will not allow someone else to say the same. I shook my head inwardly whilst still sitting like a loyal dog and listening to the men chatter. "Well I have heard all your business ideas. The sales of our products if we end up in this partnership deal will really sell round the globe" Ian spoke after taking a sip of his wine. Lucas gave off a gloaty smile. A cocky look formed on his face. "Thank you for seeing my reasons. You know I and you together in a business project

Lucas said, his eyes fixed on me, his tone possessive. I couldn't deny the butterflies in my stomach. My heart was pounding heavily. Lucas's simple and short but emotional words had a definite effect on me. Lost in thought, I found myself smiling at him. “Will you wait for me? Will you wait for me to remember everything before anything else?” I asked. He nodded. “Of course, Love. I can give you time, but not your freedom anymore. You are mine from now on,” he said with a slightly possessive tone.

"Don't say things like that. Not when you own me. Not when I'm just another possession in your collection." "You're not—" "Then what am I?" Luca demanded. "What am I to you, Dante?"

“Not unless you let me.” Lucy’s breath caught, just slightly. Luca noticed. Of course he did. But he only leaned back a little, giving her space—just enough. Control. Always control. Still… the thought lingered in his mind, quiet but persistent. If that kiss they had shared had been her first. That he had been her first?! It hadn’t bothered him—not even when he thought she was a single mother. But this new realization… it did something else. His possessiveness deepened, sharp and sudden—growing a hundred times stronger than before.

“It’s gorgeous.” Lucas smiled faintly, his arm tightening around her waist. “Welcome home.” Her head whipped toward him, startled. “Home?” she repeated, half laughing. “You—you own a house here?” “I own this,” he said, his voice low but steady. Then, softer, “Our estate.” Aurelia blinked, a flutter of nerves rippling beneath her ribs. “Our?” she echoed, trying to sound casual even as her heart skipped. “That’s…a big word, Lucas.”

My breathing is ragged,pissed off that he stopped. “You can’t fully claim me as yours” “You act as if that’s gonna stop me.I think you underestimate just how far I’ll go to prove that you’re mine now.” I just wanted him to continue so I gave in. “I’m…yours”. “Damn right.Mine.Now and always Tiana.” The way he says it feels less like possession and more like a vow.