Possessive Obsessive Romance Books Novels & Stories

I am aching for her. I spend my day trying not to think about her sexy body and her huge tits. I have always been obsessed with tits. She let me suckle her as long as I wanted. I want to just hold her tit in my mouth while I fuck her pussy. I have to stop thinking about her while I am at work. I cannot have a hard cock while I am standing by the pool, passing out towels. I have never been this happy to see the next shift coming to relieve me. I want to go back to her. I want to dive into her and stay there forever. I need to touch her. What the fuck is wrong with me?

"I think about you every second of every day. I think about what I want to do to you, how I want to claim you, how I want to lock you away from the rest of this pathetic world until you forget there is anyone else but me. You make me go completely, utterly insane, little wolf. You destroy my sanity, and the worst part is, I don't care." Rosalie’s breath hitched in her throat, her fingers tightening into the thick fur of the cloak. The sheer honesty of his obsession was dizzying, a heavy, suffocating wave of a love so possessive it felt like a cage in itself. "My Lord..." she whispered, her voice fragile.

My seductive aura surged stronger, wrapping around him like silk chains. But I pushed his hand away, stepping back with shaky legs. “No. I reject this. I reject you. The gifts, the touches, the obsession , it all ends here. I’m not yours to claim, Damien. No matter how badly your wolf wants me.” He watched me with dark, obsessive eyes as I straightened my dress and walked toward the door. My thighs were slick. My pussy throbbed with denied need. My seductive aura trailed behind me like a promise and a warning.

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Her heart was beating rapidly as a playful smile escaped his lips. "Of course, my love." He presses his lips onto her. Her lips was ever so sweet, he had never gotten tired of tasting them. Parting was the hardest part, Clara had to be the one doing so. "I love you, don't you ever forget that." He put both of his hands on her cheeks. Clara closed her eyes, and felt the warmth of his body. He removed his hand and touched her shoulder, wrapping his strong arms around her, gradually moving it around her back. Yet his grip remained firm and possessive. He wanted to mark her, to share to the world who she belonged to. Clara was his. Only his. "I love you too, Raphael."

While he suspected my eagerness to return to her, as always, he kept his observations to himself. I drove throughout the entire night despite Mathias suggesting that I wait until morning. My eagerness to get back to Riverhead outweighed any sense of patience. Simply hearing Jasmine's voice over the phone wasn't sufficient; I longed to see and physically be with her. I was admittedly clingy and possessive, consumed by an obsession, and the hours spent apart felt agonising. Naturally, I would never confess this to her verbally; instead, I intended to demonstrate it. Regardless of who was present, I planned to fuck and reclaim the lost time with her. Razor, my wolf, appreciated my determination

All her mind was that the lady would feel scared and apologize but her expectations were cut short. The lady glared at Joan like she is just making empty threats “ I know who you are, A dumb model who fucks around for endorsement deals, Every sensible person knows you to be a witch but your camouflage is working well for you” The lady hissed hatefully. She turned her head to the right side to bring out a novel from her bag, The novel titled ‘ Hello Kitten, Run by Anonymous Author’ She is a lover of dark romance. Joan looked at the lady with anger, and hatred that she couldn't teach the girl a lesson. She tried to calm herself down till the plane landed but her mind betrayed her.

It was bad habit of mine to be instantly attracted to a woman then become overly obsessive and possessive but that was something I had under control. Katya was my past and anything about her stays in the past but Josephine is my present and future.

He sounded so serious and that scared me even more. "Calm down and do nothing. Think of the consequences of your actions; you might get arrested and I'll have to spend the rest of my life alone as a depressed single mother. Don't make such terrible mistakes, think first." I cupped his face. "Do you know how my brain experienced dangerous sparks after seeing how he kissed you, touched you. He has no right to do that, you're mine." He held my waist. "Why are you so obsessive?" "I agreed that I'm obsessive and very possessive of you because I can't bear to live without. I can't stand you being with any other man, I can't even think of it, especially not that asshole, Tyler."

“I want you to tell me what’s really going on instead of treating me like fragile glass you can just lock away.” A heavy silence fell. Then Damien closed the distance, heat radiating off his body as his shadow swallowed hers. “You want the truth?” His voice dropped low, rough. “There are people out there who don’t just want to scare you. They want leverage. Revenge. And the only thing stopping them from tearing you apart—piece by piece—is me.” Her chest rose and fell fast, pulse pounding in her ears. His words held danger, but something else too. Possession. “And us?” she whispered. “Is this still just an act? Or is there some other reason you’re holding on so tight?”