Lucas Possessive Novels & Stories

“If he lays another hand on you, I’ll do more than that.” --- Lila’s wolf purred at the possessiveness in his tone, but Lila pushed the feeling aside. “You don’t get to decide who I’m with,” she said firmly. “I’m your mate,” Lucas said, his voice filled with conviction. “That gives me every right.” She laughed bitterly. “You think being my mate gives you ownership? Newsflash, Lucas—it doesn’t.” He exhaled sharply, his frustration evident. “I’m not trying to own you, Lila. I’m trying to protect you.”

"What do you want, Lucas?" He smirked, leaning against the doorframe. "You know, just because you’re a Westbrook doesn’t mean you can sit comfortably. I own the majority shares now. You might want to remember who holds the real power." I scoffed, feeling my patience wearing thin. "You might own the shares, but don't forget—I'm still a Westbrook. I can pull enough strings to make your life a living hell if I have to." Lucas's eyes narrowed, a flicker of anger crossing his face. "I'm a Vogue. Do you even know who the fuck my mother is? She practically owns half of this town."

"Your safeguard feels a whole lot like ownership! It feels like quiet and hidden truths and putting marks on everybody near you! Lucas put forward a scheme. A way to stay secure that doesn't mean being the endless hub of a battleground!" "Lucas put forward a dream where he plays the savior who snagged the Alpha's reward!" he bellowed, his restraint breaking. He swung an arm, knocking a glass vase off the bureau to shatter on the floor. "He doesn't desire you! He desires the rank! He wants to show he can claim what's mine!"

I swallowed, “In a way.” “Why?” “We already have so much happening here,” I responded, being truthful about my reason for the first time, “I don’t want to put Lisa in danger’s way. The first rule of war is to grab the Luna. I can’t let anything happen to Lisa.” “You have got it all wrong,” he chuckled dryly, “The Luna makes the pack stronger, she brings power to the pack. Luna’s are connected to the energy of the moon, and once she and the Alpha are together, the pack only grows stronger.”

Jace was calm, broken, and he couldn't produce an answer. “Of course he knows me,” I chuckled, turning to Jace. Jace's head was buried in shame. “Lucian, you've been a very, very, very weak fellow,” I giggled. I turned at Lucian and his eyes narrowed at me, his brows furrowed, and the chaos of the moment sank into his heart. “Jace belongs to me. He is my property. He has been my puppet all along…” He looked at Jace, who couldn't even look at him.

"Nothing has to change hun. You and I can still be husband and wife. You can have Richard any time you like and I can be free to have Lucas." For the first time Lucas chimed in. Folding his arms across his chest, Lucas corrected, "I think you mean I'm free to have you. Both of you listen up." Our eyes were locked on his massive frame. "Wendy has one thing right. You guys can still be man and wife. I got no need for no wife. But let me make it clear...I already own him. Now ...I own you. Your p*ssy belongs to me and me only. You can sleep together when I'm not here, but under no circumstance is he to stick his d*ck in that p*ssy. That understood?" Both Wendy and I stared as Lucas look at us f

"Not just the full moon, boy. Anytime I want. Any place I want. You are mine to use. Do you understand?" Lucas could only sob, a broken, pathetic sound. Ethan laughed, a low, dark sound. He continued to grind his hips, the knot a constant, throbbing reminder of his total and utter possession. The night was far from over. And Lucas knew, with a certainty that chilled him to the bone, that his life was no longer his own.

“I selected ‘home’ on the GPS, sir.” Lucian frowned. The car slowed in front of a large, detached mansion. Private. Quiet. Isolated. My stomach dropped. “Lucian,” I said slowly. “What is this place?” He exhaled. “It’s mine.” “Your… what?” “My private property. I don’t come here often.” My heart pounded. “Why are we here?” Lucian looked torn. “Seems like a blessing masked as a mistake,” he said quietly, “I am too tired, lets go in.”

' I asked and Lucia couldn't help but blush furiously. She ignored me and continued to eat. I didn't want to pester her so I continued eating my food too. 'Is it possible for one to be too possessive of his mate?' Lucia asked breaking the silence. 'Too possessive? I don't know about that. But I don't think there is actually a yardstick to measure when a mate is too possessive,' I answered, trying my best to explain what I understand. 'Dominus' possessiveness is beginning to scare me. He wouldn't even let me out of his sight yesterday and the fact that he had to follow me to use the toilet was the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to me,' Lucia said blushing as she said the last

Her attention was immediately drawn to some scattered clothes and two open suitcases, their contents strewn about in disarray. Annoying! Pandora could already guess whose doing this was. Aceli and Luca. One of them, the boy with an innocent face, suddenly followed her inside. But it was even more surprising when Pandora found Luca, with his chubby yet tiny fist, clutching tightly onto one of Kingston’s hybrid cats. Dragging the poor cat until it yowled in fear. “Luca, let go of your hand... have pity on the little cat, Sweetie. If Daddy finds out, he’ll be angry.”