Possessive Sex Novels & Stories

“Rhett!” “Not that there’s anything wrong with that. I had a question about the blood exchange though. Do you think something like that really heightens the sexual experience?” The way he looks at me, that naughty glint in his eyes, has me locking the door rather quickly and running over to his side of the bed to gently rip the book from his hands.He shifts on the bed, lifting his shirt to run a lazy hand up and down his abs, and continuing like he’s not putting himself on display or setting me on fire. “I have to say I really identify with August and this whole possessive thing he has going on. I just don’t get why they take so long to get together. Clearly they were into each other.” “It i

Giselle sweetly said like an inlove woman with her husband. " He really takes care of me. He never let me do things on my own. He didn't let me work, He said that he wants me to be his side. How sweet, right? I know it sounds like he is a possessive or obsessive husband but he is not. He still gives me freedom to have a choice and make my own decision in things. Right Bunny bear?" Lorenzo immediately coughs when he hears the endearment of Giselle to Xander. He immediately covers his mouth to prevent himself from laughing. Lorenzo glance to Perol and same to his situation Perol is preventing himself to burst in laughing.

But still by hands moved up to his dick and grabbed it tightly and he hissed in pain and pleasure. "Your dick is mine, is that clear Noah,not marinda,not any other women" "Yes mam,not that it has ever be anyone else's" He replied with amusement. I looked at his form, he was staring down at me with a dangerous smirk on his face. It was like he didn't just have rough sex- like he could do it all over again. "Babe,I love your possessive side, you know my dick could be yours if you want it all night long " He said starting to grow impatient as he waited for my reply.

I beckoned him over with a playful grin, and as he approached, I pulled him into the changing room with me, the small space suddenly feeling intimate and filled with anticipation. With a shared giggle, I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him in for a lingering kiss that spoke volumes of our love and desire for each other. In the secluded space of the changing room, we shared moments of laughter and tenderness, our connection deepening with every touch and caress. The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of us enveloped in a cocoon of love and passion.

“Stop for a second, King, Mom’s outside.” Pandora pressed her hand against Kingston’s chest, trying not to let out even the slightest moan, which forced her to cover her mouth as Kingston continued to run his fingers over her body. Last time Kingston had done it angrily, but this time the man was exactly like a tyrant—claiming Pandora as his rightful and official possession, as if he could do anything, including slowly creeping downward. Leaving trails of heat, occasionally squeezing Pandora’s chest with a rough grip.

he asked, his voice sounding lower than usual, like a sign of an impending storm. Madame Lia looked at him straight on. "You know the reason. If we were still living in the pack, and not in the human world like this, then your status as an Alpha would definitely be questioned. An Alpha cannot have offspring with another female once he is married. You already have a wife, Aaron. Tifanny is your Luna." Aaron's eyes narrowed. "I never considered her my wife." Mrs. Lia sighed. "That doesn't change the fact that she is your wife by pack law."

Xavier left her face and leaned towards her lips and said slowly with intensity. Xavier: I know baby. You are feeling uncomfortable. I know you want time..But I can't give you that. I believe in Marriages. I have all rights on you. I want you. I can't control myself. I will touch you like I want. when I saw you first, I fell for your innocent Beauty. I wanted you as my wife not your slutty sister. I want to make Something clear to you. I don't accept any kimd of disrespect.. I don't want you to stop me from doing anything. I will do whatever I want with you. I don't want you to talk to any other male except Max, Danny and Victor. You know I am very possessive about my things. You have to tak

“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.

"That makes me happy. I just... I don't like the thought of anyone else touching you. You're mine, and I don't want to share you with anyone." "I am not going to someone else baby, stay assured." She said and pecked his cheeks as he started driving. Arthur let out a breath, his features softening slightly as she pecked his cheeks. His dominant nature was somewhat mollified by her reassurance, and the fact that she was willingly giving in to his possessive instincts only increased his feelings of satisfaction. "Good," he responded, his voice still tinged with possessiveness. "Because you're mine, and I'll make damn sure everyone knows it."

We have to behave ourselves, drink responsibly and no funny business. We'll get to do whatever we want as long as no one gets hurt. But before you ask why, the owner says that when a vampire finds someone attractive enough, he has to give them sex. Well if he thinks that way then he's an idiot. As far as I'm concerned, if I see him again I won't even try to look at him. He should just leave me alone. After all, it's better to be safe than sorry.