Novel & Cerita Possessive Behavior Ao3

Lewis scoffed trying to keep his anger in check His thumb snaked to her pouty red lips and slowly begun stroking it "The lips are for me corazón. Your kisses belongs to me and only me. Don't ever let anyone kiss you again. I don't wanna even see you with anything that has 3 legs. Am very possessive corazón. The things I cherish and love,I don't toy with it. And you're one of them. One of my top priority" he said sweetly making sure to stare deep into her eyes Laine gulped down nothing feeling the uncontrollable butterflies dancing in her tummy

He dropped my jaw, “this is the last time we are talking about this, understood?” I took a step back from him not liking this new side of him, he looked down at me and I nodded quickly, “I understand.” The rest of the night seemed to drag after our conversation. After we had returned downstairs Lucas had gone back to talking to his friends. I debated about pulling my phone out and playing a game or checking my email, anything to keep myself entertained. Looking down at Lucas's hand on my thigh I couldn't help but see it now as controlling, maybe even possessive. It was his way of letting everyone know that I was with him. You could see an air of authority around him that I had missed before.

"But don't think I’m just going to sit back and watch you be 'easy' with guys like Mendez while I’m still standing in line." ​He stepped back then, the wall of heat leaving with him. He sat down and downed his drink in one go, staring straight ahead as if I wasn't even there anymore. ​I practically ran back to the bar, my hand still tingling from the handshake and my head spinning. He was being possessive and arrogant—everything I hated. But as I looked back at him from across the room, my stomach did a flutter that had nothing to do with fear. ​I hated that he was watching. But for the first time, I realized I’d be terrified if he ever stopped.

The same smile that once made my heart race, ached. That should be me, not her. Anger and jealousy slowly built inside me. I have never felt this possessive over anything in my life. My wolf growled, furious, desperate to come out and tear Jenny away from him, but we both knew she couldn’t. Even if she could, we’d be dead before we made a move. For years, I’d dreamed of this moment, the day my mate arrives and takes me out of this place, unconditional love, care, protection, but now, everything is slowly falling out of hands.

“—will never make me feel like I am.” Her pulse thundered in her ears as his warning hung in the air, every word dripping with possessive menace.

That stupid idiot of a beast had pushed it's way through to take over and he foolishly allowed it. Looking at his mate now,she looked uncomfortable,her eyes looked at him unsurely, specifically at his eyes which had already returned to their ocean blue hue. 'Thanks alot' He could feel the beast not caring at all. It felt that it owned it's mate. She was his, together with all of her, entirely. Well that wasn't how his human part of him saw his mate and he wouldn't let it be so. " I'm really sorry I..." "No no it's fine,I.i...."

If I managed to get free from him, I don't think that I would ever be able to trust any other man. Suddenly, the expression on his face shifted from that of softness to anger. He grabbed the bedsheets tightly, his eyes bored into mine with chilling intensity. "Don't think about any other male when I am with you! Only I possess your thoughts, your soul, your heart, your eyes, your breath, your body—everything" He breathed "You are my possession, my Tesoro" He surely has Obsessive Compulsive Disorder and I am scared of that. Unable to stand the wrath that was emanating from his body, I tilted my head away from him, not wanting to see him anymore. He reminds me of the pain of my brother.

A low growl ripples through me, and I turn to scowl at him, baring my teeth as my canines show fierceness. "What the fuck do you think you're doing Pete? Get your hands off my mate." Pete is hesitant for a moment, looking between the two of us before letting go of her arm. "Alpha, I meant no disrespect. This is my sister." Knowing that still doesn't stop the possessiveness that overcame me. She was mine and only mine. No one else will touch her but me. The possessiveness was consuming me, and I let out another low growl. She took a step back from me, breaking the skin to skin contact. The burning sensation fleated from pleasure to unbearably painful. The look in her eyes showed me she felt i

She wondered; this man was the most confusing one she’d met. At first when she saw his true nature, she’d hated the moon goddess for pairing her with such a jackass, he might be good-looking, but he had an unwelcome character, one that would repel any she-wolf. But now, after seeing him that day, after seeing the fear in his eyes, he looked so terribly frightened of losing her, of losing something that belonged to him, like he was familiar with the pain of losing something so dear to him before, and he was scared of experiencing that pain all over again. She knew that there must be a reason for this; his possessive nature didn’t come naturally, something must have caused it. She recalled Cia

An exceptionally attractive hot person is kissing her and she concedes, he is a decent smoocher and his lips are so delicate. Her visual perception is loaded with want and desire, and it needs her and she needs him as well. He kisses her and feels her kiss him back full of passion and power. He doesn't mind where they are currently the same length as he is. She has a very calming feeling when he is with her. He heard her contact him personally, however he wouldn't care Her psyche was so centered around Abraham who is pleasing her and encouraging her. They had been kissing for a while and she realized he had wrapped his arms around her neck, while she pressed against his chest.