Possessive Male Romance Novels Novels & Stories

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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

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Two dominant alpha kings. One rare mate. Haelyn, forced to hide her rare white wolf, is hunted after Alpha Xavier destroys her pack. Fleeing into the territory of the ruthless Alpha Kings, she's shocked to learn they are her mates. Now, caught between possessive alphas and a looming war, Haelyn's secret may cost her everything. ******* "Ever wonder what it's like to be fucked into oblivion, princess? I can make it damn unforgettable. We've already had a taste of your delicious body, just begging to be devoured." My toes curled at Alpha Maddox's brazen words, my face clearly adorned by blush. "Let me taste every inch of your sweet, tight little body; it'll only take a minute, and

“Go ahead, do it.” She hardened her gaze as she stared at him, trying to ignore the longing feeling that called within her, her wolf, it was trying to reach for its mate. She wondered if he could feel it too, if he could feel his wolf calling out to hers. But she could not read him at all. His gaze was hardened. “How?” He breathed, his voice cracking ever so lightly. “How is that possible? How can you be an Omega? How am I mates to an Omega”

Kael would push her away. Kael would never let another woman touch him like this when he knew how much it was hurting me. But Nathan’s eyes flickered back to gray almost immediately. He was fighting Kael, fighting to maintain control. And in that moment of distraction, Sienna made her move. She pressed her body fully against his and captured his mouth in a kiss that was anything but gentle. It was deep and passionate and possessive, her hands tangling in his hair while she molded herself to him.

I’m mean and twisted by the scars of my past. I don’t know how to be soft or romantic. My love is kind of possessive, fueled by a primal need to protect what I held dear and keep what is mine to myself. I am a jealous lover, I don’t know what I’ll do if I find out she is seeing another man. I thought of a way to keep her under my control and keep a close eye on her. Stalking her won’t always work, she could see me someday and call the cops on me.

“I know.” “Then what am I?” I step closer— just one step this time. Careful. Measured. She doesn’t pull away. Doesn’t panic. Just watches. “You’re mine to protect,” I say. Not possession. Not ownership. Something else. Something deeper. Stronger. More dangerous. Her breath catches. “That sounds like control.” “It’s not.” “What is it then?” A pause. Then— “A promise.” Silence falls. Different this time. Because promises— they mean something.

“But protecting what’s mine does.” There it was—that possessive fire again. The thing that made her want to slap him and kiss him in the same breath. “I’m not a vase,” she said. “You don’t get to put me on a shelf and call that protection.” He didn’t touch her. Didn’t have to. His presence surrounded her like a storm. “I didn’t want this marriage,” he said. “But now that it’s done, I won’t let you get yourself killed just to prove a point.”

Immediately his lips pressed quickly to mine and with a soft moan, I grabbed his cock and stroked it once more. Max kissed me quickly, several rapid fire little pecks and telling myself to be patient, I worked my fingers through his hair and keeping his head still caught his lips with mine and slowed him down. "Relax, it's not a race, baby." I whispered against him, "Women like men who take their time, not grabby boys. Take your time, enjoy me; experience me."