Obey Me X Reader Novels & Stories

Xalia let out a moan as she felt his boner rub against her clit. “But you have to obey my rules okay?” He asked and she moaned in response. He lifted her leg and spanked her lightly. She flinched and looked at him. “Use your words.” “Yes, I will obey.” She responded and he kissed her again. He moved his lips to her ear and bit it softly. “You can't touch me, neither can you raise your hands, you are going to spread them apart on the bed without moving them and you can't come until I ask you to, is that clear?” He whispered and she bit her lip, she tried to stop herself from moaning.

I replied, dragging my hand down to her stomach slowly, " Do you know what will happen to you if you try to disobey me again?" She stayed quiet as I guided my hands down to her stomach, slowly reaching between her thighs. She let out a gasp as soon as I cupped her sex, earning a low whimper from her mouth. I whispered to her, feeling her wetness growing in my touch, " Your little pussy is going to pay for this. Do you understand, Luna? You don't disobey your beta here..." Oksana rolled her eyes back in pleasure and whined as her response. I stopped massaging her pussy with a smirk and let go of her hair. She glared back at me, muttered with a scoff,

I say roughly, as I remove my hand from her throat. She scrambles to undress and I smell her arousal more clearly with her pants and panties gone. She stands still as she waits for my command. I walk back over to her bed and unzip my pants, releasing my erect cock. I take a seat on the edge of the bed, “Get on your knees, Omega.” She rushes over to me and kneels down, placing her hands on my thighs. My cock is inches from her face as she waits for my next command. I grab onto her brown locks and force her to look at me, “Who do you belong to, Omega?” “You Alpha,” she responds immediately. I smirk as I tighten my grip on her hair, “Who do you obey, Omega?” She eyes me before answerin

Jax’s eyes darkened as he looked at my body, the faint bite marks, the redness on my inner thighs, the way I still carried the evidence of being thoroughly used. “Interesting,” he murmured. “You’ve already been broken in. Good. That means I don’t have to be gentle.” He stepped closer, his massive frame making me feel tiny. “Rule number one,” he said, his voice low and authoritative. “In this room, you obey me completely. No hesitation. No limits. You push until you break. Understood?” “Yes, sir,” I whispered, the word slipping out naturally. A dark smile crossed his face. “Good girl.”

The word trembled from her lips, and it seared him like a hot poker, shoving a hot slam of desire up his cock. To reward her, he moved to her side and cupped her cheek in his palm. “You need to face yourself, cher. I’m not the enemy here. I can help you.” “I just can’t stop thinking that—” “You know the rules. Don’t think. Just obey.” She sighed. “I’ve never been good at obedience, sir. Ask my mother.” Smiling, he promised, “I’ll never ask you to clean your room or take out the trash. Obeying me will be a lot more pleasurable.”

The Devourer’s presence coils tighter, wary now. You walk a dangerous line. I meet the pressure head-on, voice calm, unwavering. “So do you.” The heart beats again. Not a command. Not a threat. A recalibration. And in that moment, I understand the true shape of obedience. Not kneeling. Not touching. Not even staying close. It’s reacting when it expects you to. And we don’t.

Oliver shook his head and tsked, “Forget these two, listen to me, little lamb. There are five rules you have to follow and obey while you live here with us and you are all good to settle down without worrying.” He held up his forefinger as he continued, “Rule number one. Do whatever is expected of you, in short, obey us. No questions, no delays, no disobedience. And it doesn’t just mean sex. You do exactly what’s expected of you, and you’ll be rewarded for your submission. Pleasure, comfort, maybe even kindness… Hell, maybe anything you want. I’ll give it all to you.”

Three dots appeared immediately, and she imagined him in his office across town, looking at the photo, that wicked smile spreading across his face. DIMITRI: Beautiful. Now touch yourself. I want you thinking about me all afternoon. Her core clenched at the command. EVE: Dimitri, I can't. I have meetings. DIMITRI: I don't recall asking if you could. I told you what to do. Obey. The word sent a shiver down her spine. Obey.

He drove in determinedly. I tried to slide up and off him but his grip on my elbows kept me in place while he had his way with me. When finally, I stopped writhing his pace slowed and he began that very intimate slipping in and out of me. His lips hovering above mine and intense gray eyes boreing into me. "Now, tell me you'll obey me." He said huskily. "But-" "Tell me. I'm your Alpha and you will obey!" He pumped powerfully into me and I somehow knew he was making me his.

“Now lie there and take it.” I shoved his shirt collar down, exposing the skin of his chest. My hand trailed over him, firm, not gentle. Inside, my heart screamed at me…. What are you doing, Ena?—but the file’s words burned louder: He has to obey. He has to submit. I leaned down so close my lips brushed his ear. “I should make you beg. Maybe I’ll make you crawl next time for making me wait.” His hands twitched against the sheets, but he didn’t move.