Possessive Romance Books Novels & Stories

Alpha Maddox snarled at her but backed down knowing that her words are indeed true. Both Mason and Maddox left to go outside to get a run not wanting to harm Alice or their beloved mate. Alpha Maddox and Mason stopped dead in their tracks as they approached the entrance to the palace. Their desire to go back and enter her room to dominate their mate in every way possibly imaginable was fueled in part by their attraction to her adorable little body they had just seen and her wonderfully proportioned figure carved right below her, which whispered to their souls like a lullaby. The need to dominate her small and succulent body was more powerful than ever hence the need to take a run and let the

I cry out, my nails scraping against the wallpaper, my body stretched around him like I’m nothing but a hole for him to use. “Fuck,” he growls, his hips snapping against mine, his teeth sinking into my shoulder. “You feel that? You feel how much you belong to me?” Jenny’s laughter is a dark behind us, her fingers tangling in my hair as she yanks my head back, forcing me to meet her gaze. “Answer him,” she hisses, her lips brushing mine. I can taste myself on her tongue as she kisses me, rough and possessive. “Yes,” I gasp, the word torn from me as Rufus slams into me again, his cock hitting that spot that makes my vision blur. “I’m yours.”

His hand stopped its lazy exploration of my breast. “N-no,” I stuttered, afraid I had offended him. In one smooth motion, he rolled me onto my back and settled between my spread thighs, caging me beneath his powerful body. His dark eyes burned into mine with raw intensity. “Then why don’t I show you that you are mine… and no one else’s.” --- He didn’t wait for my answer. Lord Blackwood kissed me deeply, claiming my mouth as he positioned himself at my entrance. I was still sore from last night, tender and sensitive, but the moment the thick head of his cock pressed against me, the ache turned into something hotter.

Most of them were what I expected—books on strategy, history, a few on Italian mafia politics. And then, tucked on the bottom shelf, almost hidden— "You weren't kidding about these?" I pulled one out, raising an eyebrow. "Really?" "Put that back." "The Duke's Dangerous Desire," I read aloud, grinning. "A Rake's Redemption. The Highlander's Captive Bride—" "Jameson." Her voice was sharp, but I could hear the embarrassment underneath. "Put them back." "I'm not judging," I said, turning to face her. "I'm just surprised. You kill people for a living, but you read romance novels?"

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She sounded frantic and desperate, like she'd been waiting her entire existence for this exact moment. "THAT'S OUR MATE!" My eyes went wide and snapped up to look at Kael's face. At Nathan's face, at whoever this was standing in front of me touching my hair like I was something precious. The feeling washing over me was unmistakable, i'd heard other wolves describe it a hundred times. The pull in your chest like an invisible rope tying you to another person, the overwhelming need to be close to them, to touch them, to never let them go, the certainty deep in your bones that this person was meant for you and you were meant for them.

Damon says, looking deeply into my eyes, “But on a deeper level, I love knowing I’m inside of her. Not to fuck her, just because I belong in there. It’s about possession.” “Of course it is,” Aiden murmurs with an amused chuckle, “I’m not judging. I think it’s… romantic. I wouldn’t have expected it from you.” “That’s me, Mr Romance,” Damon responds with a smirk, his hands touching my ass possessively. Aiden lifts a hand to caress my arm, so I lean closer to him and purse my lips until Aiden gets the hint and he leans closer to kiss me. “You’re so cute,” he says against my lips, “So damn cute.”

So close. "Oh, you'll get that kiss alright." And I did. His hand was in my hair now and I was being kissed. It wasn't sweet and slow, it was rushed and aggressive and so so possessive. My jaw hurt, he was still holding it pretty tight and I tried to kiss him back, but I had no authority there. He pulled away far too quickly for my liking and I chased after him but he stopped me with his finger on my lips. "Shh- shh. Still want Seth on his knees?"

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Colton kisses like he’s on a quest, like he is determined to come on-top. He kisses like a king, domineering and firm, with so much focus and intensity it makes me dizzy with need. I sighed into the kiss, feeling my knees weakened when his hand finds my open skin beneath the shirt, his finger slowly really up my under boob. I felt goosebumps rise in my skin, shivering internally when he cups a boob in his hand. Colton grips me even tighter, making me open my mouth even more, allowing his tongue slide into the walls of my mouth. A groan escaping his throat. Colton’s hands on me, it’s addicting, divine and leaves me dizzy with immense want.