Possesive Husband Novels & Stories

She yelled at the top of her voice in anger, but that did not stop Jamal. He once more closed the gap between them and held her face in his hands. "Adele…" He whispered huskily. "If you ever go near that man again, I will kill him." He whispered in a quiet voice, breathlessly and Adele could tell from his tone that he wasn't bluffing. It was then she understood that her husband was nonsensically possessive. "Why are you doing this?" She finally whispered in defeat. "Because I don't want anyone to take what is mine. You are mine Adele, mine alone!"

I shake the thought. I received a text from Ji-Ha. "Hey how about we go to a bar? ( ╹▽╹ )" "Hmmm, will your husband be ok?" "He will not be mad unless he doesn't know right. I'm kidding hahaha I already told him I will help you to find a boyfriend." "You are such a bad girl. Also, I don't need a boyfriend. I am fine on my own. And I have high standards of who I should date hehehe" I can't tell her because of her husband my taste for men is so exquisite.

Touching his bare skin gave me immense satisfaction, a mental and physical pleasure that I tend to have every time we make love. A satisfaction that this hunk of a handsome man was mine… my husband… and, after today, my lover as well. This feeling in itself was such a life-winning feeling. This feeling of having this man as my husband. This feeling of belonging to each other. The thought of anyone else even daring to look at him in a romantic or possessive manner ignited a fierce protectiveness within me. A sense of deep possessiveness settles in my heart, making me want to scream before the world that Viaan Adams was mine… just like I was his. No one else had the right to claim even a fract

— She said I've given her everything except love, and now I'm disrespecting her publicly — he replied with the same passiveness after listening to me. — Well, she's right. You've always been a womanizer — I answered without being bothered. — But she's my wife — he clarified. — And what's the point of her being your wife? — I questioned him to intimidate him. — It's about possession — he said. — I'm married to her, in society, she's my wife, in society, we love each other. — Damn possessive matters, we're not objects — I continued with my feminist campaign.

He raises his nose up and I shake my head. "They know that I'm a very possessive man. They know that I'm a savage and ruthless lover. They know that I wouldn't stand for my wife talking to men that aren't me in my absence." "They know that I like my things to be mine alone. You are my most important thing right now. So next time you think to hang out with a guy that isn't me and laugh out to your heart's content. Remember this." "I am your husband whether you like it or not. You belong to me and no one else. I am the only one that gives you the savage and extremely pleasurable orgasms you deserve."

He was well aware of lumps forming on my throat and my shaking confident after seeing his big manhood . " it's gonna be fine ... just relax a bit " he said to boost my confident . He was very cheerful at that moment . It was no doubt that women go crazy after my husband . I noticed them peeking at him at the shopping complex . I didn't like the way they were checking him out like they would eat him raw . A sense of possessiveness I felt that day . He is just mine and only mine . No one has the right to see him in that way . I holds the authority to touch him , see him and have sex with him . I decided that moment that this game was over . I would let him claim me .

‘Yo, stop saying that, if Lady Vero heard that, I am not sure where she’ll put you. “BUT SHE IS MINE!!!” he gritted his teeth when he said that. ‘I know and you are just being a possessive husband. I get that already.’ “Leafa, you know me whenever it comes to my possession. I don’t like to share regardless if it was food, a thing, or a person. If they’re mine, they are mine.” he sighed and reminded her of how he acted around the things or person that was important to him. Overly protective to the point it was looked like a possessive one.

He appeared to be holding a piece of onion, some bread, and two eggs. The sound of a knife scraping against the onion echoed crisply in Pandora’s ears. She kept staring at Kingston’s broad shoulders. Her sexy husband was cooking. He was so focused that not a single word was spoken while he was busy. Pandora carried out the most secretive of actions. She quietly observed a tantalizing spot. Kingston’s hips radiated heat, his round buttocks sending a tingling sensation through Pandora’s fingers—she simply wanted to pinch them. Pandora tensed, realizing something. Had she just entertained the thought of molesting her own husband? That certainly wasn’t her original intention.

“You think you’ve got everything figured out, don’t you? But let me ask you something. Where’s your wife, Lucas? She left you, didn't she? You're so good at getting everything to work out in your favor, everything falling down before your feet… except your marriage.” The jab hits harder than I expect, but I don’t let it show. I just sit there, listening as he takes his shots. “Unlike you,” he continues, “some of us actually value the sacred bond of marriage. I don’t intend to fail. Julie and I? We’re going to stay married. Right up until death do us part.” I smile. “Let’s hope you live long, then, Mr. O’Brien.” “Are you threatening me?”

There was nothing gentle about that kiss exept for the way he was holding her. "You taste like heaven, sweet" he whispered before he kissed her again. When they both were feeling out of breath, he pulled back. Her lips turned red and swollen. And she became shy. When she tried to get up and out of bed, he pulled her back. "Stay" he whispered, a demand. Now that he knows that she likes him too, he wants her to stay and he is feeling possessive of her. He is done holding back. He is into Aria, his wife. That thought made him feel content. Because he loved his life these three years when he used to think that she is just his nominal wife. But now, after his morning discovery, he found out that