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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.

I said with more confidence. "With face it is" "Thanks" "What is your story about anyway?" he leaned closer to the table and put his arms on it. "It's a romance novel and I would like to refer to it as such. Despite the pornographic details on it. It's a story of a bad boy falling for an innocent and fragile girl. He's a wild spirit and she is conservative... two opposites attract" I giggled and I didn't even know why. "They have sex like crazy in every position I could think of, anywhere and every time they meet" I kept giggling like a little girl and he smiled like he enjoyed our conversation. That was good...

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.

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."

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“Marcella, do you understand what that means?” I sigh, already knowing where this is going. “Stephanie….” “I’ve always wanted to date one,” she cuts in, her eyes dreamy now. “Like… the possessiveness, the obsession, the way they don’t let anyone else touch what’s theirs…” She hugs herself slightly, smiling. “It’s exactly like the dark romance books I read.” I stare at her, completely unimpressed. “You need help,” I say and she laughs. “I’m serious! Imagine it… a guy who would burn the world for you? Who would kill for you?”

“The grammar is easy. The rules are usually the same. You tie a knot, it holds. You give an instruction, it's followed. While it can pave the way for psychological submission, that's not always the case.” My eyes remain glued to his face. “When it comes to someone who is stern, highly capable, and would appear as a dominant, the physical part is barely ten percent of the dynamic.” My heart starts to race as I think of William. That man holds more command than I do outside of the bedroom, evidently. But I want to take that away from him. He needs that, and I'm going to give it to him. “That's what terrifies me. At the moment, all I can offer him is the part that makes up ten percent. I need m

“I can smell how wet you are.” Her smile doesn’t waver, but her nails dig into my arm through my tux sleeve. “Keep talking and I’ll ‘accidentally’ knee you in front of every photographer in New York.” I chuckle darkly and kiss her cheek for the cameras. “Try it. I’ll fuck you in the coatroom and make you walk back out with my cum running down your legs.” The possessiveness roaring through my veins is new. Violent. I’ve had women. Plenty of them. None ever made me feel like this, like I’d burn the world down if another man so much as breathed near her.

“I’ve been half-hard thinking about bending you over in that bridal suite.” My cock twitched hard in my pants. I could feel his own thick length pressing against my hip. “Fuck, Damien. You’re possessive as hell.” “You have no idea.” He kissed me again, deeper, while his hand grabbed my ass. “I want you on your knees right now. Want that pretty mouth wrapped around my cock before I have to stand up there and pretend.” The words hit me like a punch. I wanted it too… badly. I dropped to my knees, hands shaking as I worked his belt open. His cock sprang free, already leaking at the tip.