Male Face Claims Novels & Stories

His voice was calm, almost too calm, as he said, “Be careful what you ask for, Rochelle. You’ve pushed Adrien and me too far. When we break, we will not be fixed” I held my ground, refusing to back down. I wasn’t about to let either of them intimidate me. “Real men aren’t scared of proving their worth to a woman, especially in a bed that can take the three of us. Prove to me that what's hidden under your pants are not just for display,” I dared them, my voice steady despite the rapid pounding of my heart.

The man could take down an entire army on his own. They were hanging out with Gregory, known on the streets as Silent Killer, and Ben. Ben already had his tongue deep down some club girl's mouth. I couldn't even remember her name. To be honest, knowing the girls' names was never my business anyway that's Anthony's job to manage. But I do remember that last year, that same girl messed with the wrong old lady's husband one of my brothers, Arthur, street name Fearless. Arthur's woman is absolutely dangerous. She handled the situation herself, and that club girl ended up losing two teeth for crossing the line.Max looked up from the table, his eyes locking onto mine as I walked deeper into the ro

I was coming down the main staircase when he appeared at the bottom of it and looked up at me with a grin that arrived before anything else about him did. He was younger than Dante by several years, and where Dante was all clean controlled edges, this one was color. Dark eyes that laughed before his mouth did, jaw that hadn't met a razor in three days, dressed well but wearing it loosely like a man who had been told he was handsome too many times to feel the need to try anymore. He looked up at me on the stairs and spread his hands wide. "Well," he said. "Nobody told me." "Marco." Dante's voice came from the study doorway, even carrying a very specific kind of warning in it.

I looked around in embarassment hoping the other tales didn't hear. “First of all,” I said, “I’m thirty-one. Second, I don’t need attention from men like you. And third, I’m here to do my job, not entertain your insecurities. And lastly, I am married, happily married so I’d appreciate it if you kept your opinions to yourselves and stop harassing women who want nothing to do with you — and girls young enough to be your granddaughters. You should be ashamed of yourself.” The man’s smirk faltered and his face darkened, ego clearly bruised. His friends exchanged uneasy glances, the laughter dying in their throats for a moment.

The male voice said. I raised my head and was suddenly aware that I was holding on to a man’s dick, which had grown harder. I hastily let go, apologizing, “I’m sorry” My cheeks were hot from the embarrassment, and my hands felt heavy. I finally took a good look at the man and was in shock. His face was covered with a black mask, but from the outline of his jawline, I could tell that he was very handsome. He snorted coldly and walked away.

Cole suddenly stands up from his chair sliding across the floor and gaining everyone’s undivided attention. “What you think that because I claimed you and you’re a virgin that it makes you special. That hole better be gold plated if you act like you are so much better than anyone else. Who I sleep with has nothing to do with you. Maybe if you weren’t such a prude, you would have already had a boyfriend and lost that oh so precious virginity of yours.” He sighs and continues. “I release my claim have at it boys.” “You have said claim two times in different conversations, what in the hell are you talking about?” I scream before he can walk away without telling me the truth for once.

“I also said forget it.” Was it what males said about females? Females were confusing in their words, yet we couldn’t stay away from them. And I just experienced that. She fell silent, and so did I. It remained like that for a few minutes before I broke the silence. “I want you to be mine, Carlene Shire. And I will do everything to own you.” I started my confession. I wanted her to be aware of my future actions. “Own me? It sounded like I’m a thing, not a human being.” I still heard the annoyance in her voice.

ALEXAKIS. "Just the man I was looking for." I looked up to see Angelo staring down at me, a huge grin on his face. One thing I'd learned about the man standing in front of me was that looks could be deceiving and that most times, the sunniest smiles held the darkest minds, because not only was Angelo this charming and handsome man, he was also the head of a fight club. Or a men's club.

He also knows that his friend is hitting him. I looked at Zedrick who was seriously looking at his friends. He was holding the beer he was sipping. "How are you, Eliza?" Emily asked me. I turned to him and observed his appearance. He's only wearing a bra and short jeans, that's why his wife is so good at his place. It's not like me who is still wearing a t-shirt and shorts that don't go past the knees. "Okay," was the short reply. I really don't want to do plastic surgery with this girl because I know it's the same for me.

His chestnut hair was tousled like he had just gotten out of bed. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you,” he said, placing his hands by his side. “I’m not a threat. You can place your rifle down now.” Holding the rifle steady, Isobel snorted. “Yeah, and I’ll just believe you. A total stranger.”