Possessive Behavior Ao3 Novels & Stories

My beast and I felt a compulsion to make sure every fucker knew she was mine and that our scent was all over her 24/7. Last night, after round 4 or 5 she had gone to take a shower and I just couldn’t help myself. The thought of her naked and alone under the water sent my beast into overdrive. And I accosted her in the shower, despite her pleas that she was sore and to let her rest, her moans told me she enjoyed every minute of being pushed against the cold tiles and taken from behind roughly. I was being overly possessive; my beast was right there with me, cheering me on from the forefront of my mind. I knew it, she told me, but I just couldn’t help it. I couldn’t stop myself from wanting he

A property he thought he had ownership of. Anita had made me feel a little better. I was honestly not surprised when she told me that all the other alphas had at some point behaved in that manner. It seemed sensible that an Alpha, who has had to go to battles from a young age and take the lives of fellow wolves would be a little broken. Yet I could not understand the cause of Ryan’s behavior. It did not make sense that he’d suddenly just decide to start behaving and acting as possessive as he did today, or the day before that.

“I didn’t know that possessiveness could be that sexy.” I was a little distracted by that, not thinking when I babbled: “Well, now you know how it feels.” “Yeah?” he smirked. “Do you like when I get possessive with you? Do you like when my wolf practically tears through my chest to make sure every other wolf knows who you belong to?” “Shut up,” I whined, my lower abdomen still warm from their unfinished activities. Even the shower hadn’t helped, and it was something he gleefully pointed out.

"That makes me happy. I just... I don't like the thought of anyone else touching you. You're mine, and I don't want to share you with anyone." "I am not going to someone else baby, stay assured." She said and pecked his cheeks as he started driving. Arthur let out a breath, his features softening slightly as she pecked his cheeks. His dominant nature was somewhat mollified by her reassurance, and the fact that she was willingly giving in to his possessive instincts only increased his feelings of satisfaction. "Good," he responded, his voice still tinged with possessiveness. "Because you're mine, and I'll make damn sure everyone knows it."

he snarled. Nina’s heartbeat completely froze. She just could not believe what she had been witnessing in front of her. He was not protective of her because protectiveness could never be this toxic and irrational. The thing she was thinking of as his concern for her, it was not his concern but his possessiveness. A deep, deadly, dark possessiveness of his for her very existence. He was behaving like he owned her and she despised that feeling. She had never wanted to be someone’s property. “I love you and I want you to be my lover but that doesn’t mean you can behave like you are my owner,” she spat at him. Now Nina had started feeling extremely angry and hurt by his behaviour.

The tension between us was undeniable, and I couldn’t help but feel exposed, vulnerable under his gaze and touch. A sharp gasp escaped my lips as his hand inched closer to my core, my body betraying me as a deep ache settled within. The throbbing was unmistakable, and every inch of my skin seemed to burn with anticipation. Every time I tried to close my legs out of dignity, Alpha Mason’s hand was there, firm but gentle, preventing me from retreating into myself.

“ DOMINIC- “ She squirted out once again. Her eyes rolled back as she felt her vision getting blurry. Her hairs sticking to her body , her lips parted , her cheeks red and her eyes , teary and swollen. She looked like a piece of art and one thing for sure …………………… she was his sinful desire. He was gonna have her one way or another. She was his and he was her master. She belonged to him and only him and anyone else even trying to get her was gonna meet the deadly him. He was obsessed with her. Possessed . He was way dominant , way aggressive , way possessive and way protective when it came to her and he was desireful for her. He was not gonna let anyone take her away. He made sure she also un

Now I understand why he was like that. "Go to your room and rest." He nodded and went to his room while I followed Alex and Jason. "Athena, thank you," Jason said when he saw me step inside. "I'll try to have more patience starting tonight." "Thank you. Just follow what he says, and don't provoke him. He wouldn't ask you to do things that could harm you. He loves to annoy you because he wants your attention. This guy is just an attention seeker when it comes to the person he likes and his loved one. Even with us, when he saw that we ignored him and all our attention to others, he would do everything to get our attention back to him. He is possessive as well, but he won't hurt you. He will hu

Probably part of his work. "Honestly, I'm not baby. I'm not". He admits, which is one of the things she loves about him. He may be possessive but he is vocal about his feelings. "What's wrong?". Trina quietly asks, still running her fingers through his hair, paying full attention to him. His hair had always been something that Trina seemed to be fascinated about because no matter how much you run your fingers through it, it seem to always fall back into the pattern it originally was in.

Don't get me wrong I'm not into love but seeing her I want to possess her, seeing all those men look at her hungrily on the pole as she twerks got my blood boiling and at that moment I swore to make her mine. After that day, I concluded it had be her last day at the club. I offered the club owner a huge amount of money which he accepted. After that, we had a one-night stand, but I made sure to cum into her as many times as I wanted. I want to tie her down to myself only. I can still remember that night, the feel of her body against mine, her sweet moan, how she squeaks under me, everything about her I want to own.