Possessive Sex Novels & Stories

The next time I see you looking at another man like that, it won't be nice. My brain is telling me to be scared, but at the same time, the sick, twisted side of me is loving this. I love a man that is possessive over his woman, a man that makes the world know that she belongs to him and no one else. "I'm sorry sir, is there anything I can do to make it up to you?" Mr Cross makes a sound that is almost inhuman while he glares at me. Again he is gripping my arm, to pull me off to only he knows where this time.

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

"When you have a woman who's as sexy and beautiful like you, a guy should be very possessive if not others guys would take it as an opportunity to approach you and they are not worthy of you or your time only me I'm just doing my part to keep it like that," Yeah good way to get yourself out of this mess. "Gage you see what I mean right?" I turned to him and he shook his head no. "Quite frankly I want to say I see your point but if I do then I'd be an hypocrite because I do the same thing to Melisa all the time and I'm not sorry for doing so, sorry Noelle but the shoes fits and I got to man up and wear it," Unbelievable I don't know why any of us fell for you guys.

Before I knew it his tongue was on my clit and I lost control. He licked me hard and I couldn't get myself. "Aaaah!!" I moaned, I tried to get away from his grip but he held me firmly. I was lost in my own sexual desires as I drew his hair and lifted my hips against his mouth. "Aaah!! Dra-Drake!!" I moaned as he was french kissing my clit. "Pl-Please!!!" I begged wanting more from him. He parted my legs more and used his tongue on me driving me crazy.

He wanted to ensure that every single inch of Bima’s body bore his current, unyielding claim. "Do you have any idea how much I want to permanently lock you up in a place like this?" Arka whispered into Bima’s ear, his voice husky, low, and thick with desire. "So that no one else can see you smile at another guy. So that no one can hear your voice but me." "You’re... crazy possessive, Arka," Bima moaned, his head falling back against the rack as Arka’s hand slithered down to his shorts, touching the bare skin of his thigh with burning, heavy pressure.

"Let's sit. This is going to be a long talk." We settled across from each other, and I took a moment to gather my thoughts. Bella deserved the truth, unvarnished and complete. "Nick and I are dominants," I began. "Not just in the bedroom, though that's part of it. It's who we are at our core. We need control, structure, the ability to guide and protect and possess." "Possess," she repeated. "Like property?" "No. Like partners we're responsible for. Partners we cherish and protect and build up. But yes, there's an element of possession—the need to know you're ours, that you've chosen us and committed to us exclusively."

I swallowed, “In a way.” “Why?” “We already have so much happening here,” I responded, being truthful about my reason for the first time, “I don’t want to put Lisa in danger’s way. The first rule of war is to grab the Luna. I can’t let anything happen to Lisa.” “You have got it all wrong,” he chuckled dryly, “The Luna makes the pack stronger, she brings power to the pack. Luna’s are connected to the energy of the moon, and once she and the Alpha are together, the pack only grows stronger.”

In a minute he can calm her down and the very next minute he can make her breathless "Good. And you are exactly doing that." He said and hung the call-up. She was baffled. She could not understand the reason for which he didn't permit her to go, unaware to her, it was because of his possessive nature toward her. He didn't want to share her with ANYONE! He wanted himself to be the center of her thoughts. He wanted every moment of her life to be filled with his memories. He was extremely possessive of her. He desired to imprint this in her mind that she is his and no one else. And this was his mission until there rukhsati to make her completely his.

“‘The respondent… retains full ownership of Voss Tower… all corporate holdings… the yacht… and… all primary investment portfolios…’” Her words faltered as Damian suddenly thrust harder, hitting a spot deep inside her that made her moan loudly. He pulled her down tighter against him, burying himself to the hilt. “Look at me,” he commanded, voice rough with lust and something darker... possession. Jessica’s eyes met his, glazed with overwhelming pleasure as she continued riding him, her hips moving in a slow, filthy rhythm. Damian’s hands slid up her body, cupping her bouncing breasts and squeezing them possessively as he spoke.

His jaw tightened and his eyes fixed somewhere past me. "They know something happened between us," he said at last. I frowned. "We just had sex. It’s not like we’re—" I stopped myself. "It’s not like we’re dating." Something dangerous flashed in his eyes. "No. We’re not." His thumb stroked my cheekbone. "But what happens under this roof is my business. And no one touches what’s mine without my permission." The possessiveness in his voice should have made me recoil. Instead, a hot, sinful thrill shot through me. What’s mine.