Romans & histoires One Piece Fanfiction Crew Possessive Of Luffy

"My wolf and I have claimed you as ours. There is no getting around this; it is done. Once we make things official, we will inform the pack, and you will be introduced as their Luna." I can feel the vomit in my throat and do what I can to keep it down. I play his words repeatedly in my mind, and the more I do, the funnier they seem. I start to giggle a bit, and before I'm aware, I'm laughing hysterically. "You and your wolf have claimed me.....have claimed me?!" I bend over further, laughing until my stomach hurts. I wince at the pain and attempt to calm myself. I sit up straight and look Laslo in his eyes. "There is no way in hell I will be your Luna or anyone else's. I'm a fucking Alpha, a

It would be weird if I kept refusing, so I agreed to have a meal with him. …. At Jay Park's office. " go home, the matter between me and Junie will be later." JayPark deep voice and chased the misoa away. Although this misoa princess is pampered by her parents, she is still very afraid of her second brother, as long as he says a word, she will obey. Now that he looked at his face, he didn't seem very good, so she slowly walked out of the room. As soon as the door closed, JayPark put his hand on his temple to rub temple it in pain. He closed his eyes for a moment and then the image of Rose appeared! Opening his eyes, he looked back at the file he'd tossed aside the table.

His fingers tuck a thick loose strand behind my ear. “Why are you acting like this?” “Acting like what?” He slightly tilts his head, a playful smile glinting on his lips. “You’re caring too much. Too affectionate.” “Of course, I own you now.” “What?” My forehead crumples up. “Jay is no longer with you, and I am no longer with Kelly. You're mine now. We're fucking each other every night. When you sleep with a wolf, you belong to him.”

They keep saying it like it’s a declaration. Like it holds power. “Mine.” As if I’m a piece of territory to be claimed. As if I’m some prize they found in the ruins of a battlefield. First Marcus, then Sebastian—both so different, and yet… echoing the same possessive word. Mine. But here’s the truth neither of them understands yet. It’s not them who owns me. It’s me… who owns them.

“Stop… or keep going… I don’t know… I can’t take it.” He sinks his teeth into my shoulder, leaving a primal mark of possession. His hot breath carries a crude hunger as he growls, his voice dripping with dominance. “You’re fucking mine, Lizzy,” he snarls, his voice dripping with possessiveness. “I won’t let you escape again. Even if I’m the worst fucking thing in your eyes, I’m a selfish bastard who won’t give you up. I’ll tie you to my bed if I have to. But mark my words, Lizzy, I won’t let you go. I won’t.”

"Like you're something precious. Like you belong to him instead of me." His hand came up to grip her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes. "You're mine, Lyra. Don't forget that. You're my mate, my Luna. Mine." The possessiveness that had once made her feel cherished, protected, now felt suffocating. Like chains tightening around her throat, cutting off her air. She wanted to shove him away, to scream that she wasn't his property, that he'd forfeited any claim to her the moment he'd touched Jessy.

SIDE STORY * * Luca breathes roughly, and then he grasps Javier’s nape, his eyes boring deeply into Javier's. “Look, I'm the one fucking you!” His hips pin Javier’s with a punishing pace. He's not only convincing Javier. It's himself too. He needs this. Just as desperately. “It’s not a dream, I'm the one stretching you with my cock, I'm the only one who gets to own you like this, your body will only know mine, no one else's. Forever.”

I cried out, the fullness overwhelming, stretching me around his girth. Luca stilled for a moment, his forehead pressed to mine, breathing ragged. “So tight,” he muttered. “Like you were made for me. No one else gets this. Not my brother, not anymore. You’re mine, Mina. Say it.” “Yours,” I echoed, wrapping my legs around his waist to pull him deeper. The possessiveness in his tone ignited something primal in me, a mix of fear and exhilaration. In our world, claims like this weren’t just words; they were blood oaths.

"She's mine." They both eyed him, stunned. "I've marked her. You can no longer have at her without her and my consent. She belongs to me..." His voice dropped as his green eyes landed on me. "I possess her." "You can't possess her!" Hunter launched to his feet. "She isn't yours to own! Not like a cloak or a fine bit of rope." "She is." Vanquish said flatly. But it pained him to betray his brothers. I could see his anguish.

"So, Lycan Lucas, be prepared to see your mate becoming someone else's, be prepared to see someone other than you claiming your mate, be prepared to see someone loving and caring for her, be prepared to see someone else pleasuring your mate!" Saint's nonchalant words hurt Lucas a lot. He could feel his heart piercing and he couldn't just let his angry growl in his mind. He was very agitated. Lucas' possessiveness was growing leaps and bounds. His whole body was vibrating in anger. Lucas just couldn't hear that someone would dare to claim what exclusively belonged to him. He screeched in his mind, "How the f*ck can you say this, huh? What's mine is f*cking mine even after I die! What makes yo