Possessive Boy Novels & Stories

With his mouth still full of hard cock, the boy could only just nod his head to his daddy, as his answer and oath of obedience and submission, before he continued to suck Matt's hard cock. Sitting back on the couch to watch the show, Brandon smiled and nodded to himself at his new boy's apparent good sense in accepting his new life. Brandon thought he might even keep the boy for at least a year before selling him off. His tight young body was very attractive and the fact that he knew the boy when he had been still a free-boy and knew his former father also added to his desire to keep the boy around for a while. Humiliating and disgracing the boy's former father was an added perk of owning th

Emboldened by the festive atmosphere and the thrill of the night, the two boys set out to charm and impress the girls with their youthful exuberance and charm. Jayce, with his tousled brown hair and freckled face, approached the girls with a confident grin, his eyes dancing with mischief as he engaged them in playful banter and teasing. Liam, his younger brother, followed suit, his bright blue eyes wide with excitement as he joined in the lighthearted flirtation, eager to make an impression on the girls who had caught his eye.

"Our pack members are uncomfortable." "Nonsense we are werewolf, they understand." He said while making his hands travel from my legs to my core. I hit his hand but he just growled at me. "Don't do that. My wolf is itching to touch you more and more. We are becoming more and more possessive and aggressive at the same time." "But I'm yours and I'm not going away." "You can say that but we feel different. Stallion feels different. We lost our mate once; we don't want to happen that again."

Then, just to tease him further, she licked her lips and had the satisfaction of seeing him mutter a curse. Suddenly, they kissed violently. They looked hungry. Like there's no tomorrow. Their tongues dueled the entire time, each wanting to take control of the kiss. In the end, Marco won and it couldn't be otherwise. The once shy boy had become a predator and Charlotte, as much of a woman as she had become, didn't have enough stamina for him.

I stood up and got to her room in a flash with my heart in my mouth, da*n love has made me soft. "Kill it, please. Ahh". She said as a cockroach flew across the room, to say I was angry would be an understatement and not at her but at myself. I've become just like a teenage girl I, Lawrence Basma, the most powerful business man, known as fearless, heartless and cold have become so weak and I can't say I want to go back to the past because the future I see with her makes my heart speeds up with delight. I throw these thoughts at the back of my mind, kill the roach and turn to her. Right now, I wanna kiss her, hold her, make her mine. I wanna tell her I love her but I don't feel the time is ri

All guys are assholes like Jaxon Masterson, remember? I took my book and he ran his finger over my wrist, it lingered there for a while until finally I pulled it away. He moved away from me, looking around my room. He grabbed one of my trophies and balanced it on his hand then looked at me as if he were thinking long and hard about something. “ What do you see in that pussy, Jax anyways?” He asked me then inched closer, looking around. “ What’s it to you anyway?” I asked back and he smirked. “ Tooshay, Baby Girl.” He answered then bit his lip as he studied me.

Kaya mabilis din siyang nag-iwas ng tingin. “Wala ka pa bang naging boyfriend, Andra?” Tanong ulit ni Paula. Naglakad ang dalawa palapit sa mga kaklase niyang nakapabilog pa rin sa bote. Hindi siya sumagot. “Baka wala ka pang first kiss, Andra? Hindi maganda ‘yan. Magka-college na tayo, wala ka pang first kiss?” Nagtawanan ang mga kaklase niyang babae, maliban kay Josephine.

"Then why don't you leave her to your father." "Because I want her to stay with me. If you want that rozilog orb. Wait until I get bored. But don't ever do anything bad to take that girl away from me," Kingston said in a sharp hissing tone. Then that too made King Osso chuckle at Kingston's seriousness. "Are you threatening your own father, Prince?"

Does he know that even the soft sound of his sobs turns me on? My pretty boy... Pretty hair, and pretty eyes, he's just mine, mine, and mine! My heart swells with a powerful wave of possessiveness even now as I stare at him. His is curled into a ball, his back facing me. His pale skin is red all over. My hand imprints and bite marks all over his body satisfy a twisted part of my black soul. His bare white ass is facing me; his cute butt hole is red and raw, and my cum drips out slowly, running down to his thigh.

Sicko. Pushing the door so it stands fully open, he reaches in and grabs my hand. Threading his huge fingers through mine, trapping me in a new vice. OK, so bolting as soon as I step into the hall is out of the question. Time for plan B: Kill him with kindness. Worryingly, I think he thinks we're lovers. That this is a date and not a hostage situation. His grip is firm enough to say you're not going anywhere without me, pet.