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He was still holding me from my waist to keep me steady. He licked my cock slowly through long strides. "Tell me who you belong to? Who owns you?" I didn't say anything and he continued to tease me. I couldn't take it anymore. "Allen, please. Who owns you?" I looked at him and saw the vulnerability in his eyes. "You. Sebestian. You own me." He nearly sobbed and took me back into his mouth. Bobbing his head on me, fuck I was losing it. I couldn't let him stop. I needed to spill.

As Nathan held her face in his palms, his gaze grew softer. He whispered, "You're not alone anymore." "I refuse to allow them to ruin you. I will not allow them to take what belongs to me. His words caused her breath to catch. "Is it... yours?" she muttered. Something primordial and possessive darkened Nathan's eyes, sending a chill down her spine. "You," he murmured in a harsh, hoarse voice. "I own you, Anita. And before I allow Harry or someone else to take you away from me, I will burn this whole family to the ground. Tension, the kind that had been building since the night of their one-night stand, crackled in the air between them. Nathan drew closer and gently teased Anita with his lips

I begged. "I don't care what happens to me, just move," he stubbornly persisted. Feeling exasperated, I frowned, "Why are you doing this Matty?" "Because nobody touches what is MINE!" He exclaimed. Mine? The words echoed in my head and I slowly brought my hands down. I was his? When did that happen? I thought we were just friends. As I gazed up at Mateo, I noticed the possessiveness in his demeanor. I finally understood.

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Jake, standing beside him, echoed the sentiment, his own eyes filled with a fierce protectiveness. "We’re ours, Lila. All of us. Forever. You are the center of our world, the very air we breathe. To think we would willingly leave you is an absurdity." The possessive “ours” hung in the air, a declaration of their unified intent. It wasn’t just a word; it was a brand, a mark of ownership that resonated deep within Lila’s soul. It was a promise of safety, of unwavering devotion, a fortress against the anxieties that gnawed at her. They were hers, and she was theirs, a trinity forged in desire and unbreakable loyalty.

He was always been tricky but I never imagined that he's better than what he really is. " Now that everything was settled, I shall continue my main purpose. " He said then cuddled me from the side. As our skin touches, the string of our connection gives me goosebumps. " That is to own you.... Officially. " **** A/N: Hello! Sorry for the rush. My other story is already updated and my story " The possessive Alpha " will be publish soon. I was just so happy because when I posted the synopsis in F* group, one of a known author chatted me and told me that it was great and she will follow it. Hope you too! Hehehe...

“‘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.

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“You even gave him a nickname. How sweet.” He closed the distance, his eyes burning. “I warned you, Sienna. What part of ‘you are mine’ don’t you understand? Is it when every man near you ends up dead that you’ll finally believe me?” “Nic, don’t—” “Sienna, I own you.” His hand closed around my throat—not choking, just firm, possessive. His breath ghosted my lips. “Every single part of you. Yes, I’m possessive. And yes, I’ll kill any man who tries to take you away. You’re mine, Sienna. Just mine.”