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“You’re the only one I’m claiming. I’m going to mark you so deep no one else will ever touch what’s mine. And when I do, I’ll be yours alone, no sharing and no others. Just my tight pussy wrapped around your cock for the rest of eternity.” The words hung heavy, a vow laced with possession. Marl's mind reeled—part of him wanted to fight, to deny her hold—but deep down, the assault thrilled him. The way she overpowered him, owned the space between them, it lit a fire he couldn't ignore. Still, pride sealed his lips; he wouldn't voice it, wouldn't beg. He wanted to snarl back, to deny her, but his traitor body arched into her, cock throbbing painfully against her slick folds.

She gasped in surprise and looked up only to meet his seething eyes. "Give him what's mine and I'll rip him apart," he growled out in warning. Serena bit down on her lip, feeling turned on by his possessiveness. Her husband's possessive streak was miles wide and she didn't mind it. Her breath seized in her throat when he suddenly pushed in his finger inside her wet hole. "This pie belongs to me," he claimed possessively, shoving his finger deep inside her. Her body tightened around him.

“ But you’re not my mate?! Nor my lover. I’m not your belonging and you don’t own me. Just because you’re the strongest alpha doesn’t mean that you can prison me in your kingdom! I want my freedom! “ I shouted with a trembling voice. I always wanted to be free from him and his possession, but I’m weak compared to him and his pack. “ You want your freedom? “ He sarcastically asked and smirked. “ Then pleasure me and bear my child… “ He stated and with just a snapped, his warm lips savoured mine. I'm Precious White. A weak she-wolf with no memories from the past. I belong not in his kingdom but in a pack called TheNew. A slave with no power and name, he requested the leader of our pack to tak

Emilio chortled as his pace began increasing inside me. I shook my head and bit down on my bottom lip to stop myself from moaning out loud. "You are mine Sarah. Everything about you belongs to me. Just mine. I do not ever want to share you with anyone. I'd kill any man that dares to touch you because you are Emilio's property. You are my toy gattina. My pleasure toy. C'mon give into me" his tone dripped with possessiveness and darkness, sending a thrill through me despite the degrading nature of his words, eliciting a whimper of pleasure.

If you have ideas of your Mom being anyone's possession, you can throw those right out of your mind. "But she's your sex slave." "I know we talk about possessing our sex slaves, but it's not possession in the sense of ownership. All she has to do is say the right word, and it's over. She willingly surrenders herself to me; I don't own her." "Then how could you surrender her at the poker game? You sold her for the night to Jerry and Reneé. How did you tolerate it?" "You sold your slaves. You let them all get fucked by multiple people on Memorial Day. How did you tolerate it?"

Petrovich casts a sidelong glance at us, his eyes heating, ignoring the half naked woman in his thigh, sucking on his neck lavishly as his eyes lower to my cleavage. Jaxon laughs as my body goes rigid in remembrance. Bloody. Sex with Petrovich was the bloodiest and every muscle in my body remembers it. “He never stopped asking for another night with you. I’d been gracious enough after I saw what he did to you. But you must be taught again what it means to be owned. You are mine and your life, your very breaths belong to me.” He rocks his hips once, his hardness poking between my ass cheeks. “He’ll go first this time. And then...”

By now, dad was in a full-blown submissive mode. I didn't trust this either, perhaps he's just wanting to get out of here before he does what is in his mind. Who knows. “So Mr. Rudolf as the name on your ID says, you're the Alpha of White Claw Pack in Los Angeles, right?” The COP asked. “Yes,” he responded. “What happens when a man impregnates a girl in your pack? What custom do you have?” “Well, both will have to get married even if it's against their wish but in this case, they are my children.” His voice was raised and he hit his hand on the table angrily. The COP didn't say anything this time around but calmly looked at him, he understood his feelings.

He stayed deep inside my body for a long, quiet moment, his heavy chest heaving as he breathed heavily against the side of my damp neck. He finally spoke, his voice sounding incredibly dark and serious. He told me that there would be no more lunches without him, and he warned me that if he ever saw that designer near me again, he would not be so gentle with me next time. He pulled himself out of my body very slowly, watching with a dark satisfaction as the evidence of his possession dripped down the insides of my thighs. Then he turned my body around to face him, cupped my face gently in his large hands, and kissed my lips with a deep, possessive hunger. He whispered against my mouth that ev

An electric shock attacks my system when his cold finger enters my hole. "Hmp!" Without a word, he thrusts his finger inside and out. He did it repeatedly, and roughly. "Hmm… " All I could do was moan in pleasure. When my legs started to lose their strength, I searched for something I could hold. Mr. Marcus offers his arm. I glare at him. I made sure that I grip his arm hard enough to avenge myself for this humiliation, but my inside just had butterflies when I felt his hard rock-muscled arm. Oh d*mn.

Max flopped onto the bed, his body covered in a light sheen of sweat as he tried to breath and calm his galloping heart. Our mate sure is something isn’t she? Maxsius said proudly Fuck! She’s amazing Max replied dreamily Tell her the truth. Tell her you haven’t been with anyone.She will appreciate it. No way, I- She thinks we have been about sexually with other females. It hurts her. Maxsius gripped We have kissed another and we also used our fingers on her Max said Yes but only that one time when we heard about her and that...that dickhead. We stopped because we couldn’t go further. We couldn’t hurt her like that