Romance Novels With Jealous Possessive Alpha Males Novels & Stories

“At all. Let me tell you a secret. I have never loved her, you know… I only felt pity for her. I have always liked you, and I'm glad you turned out to be my mate.” “A strong Alpha like me needs a strong, beautiful Luna by my side, not that weak slave...” I froze. I could not believe what I was hearing. This was not happening. No, no, no. Without thinking, I pushed open the door and barged into the room. Never in a thousand years would I have expected the sight that lay before me. Jason and Chloe lay fully naked in each other's arms, and my eyes caught something else — the fresh mate bond mark on Jason's neck.

“Contract wife.” “Still my wife.” “No, Dante. No. That contract doesn’t give you the right to go full mafia on my problems.” He leaned in, voice low and hot. “I don’t need a contract to protect what is mine.” My heart skipped… or tripped, she wasn’t sure. She pushed him lightly. “Don’t start with that.” “Start with what?” “That possessive, overprotective, alpha-male bullshit.” He smiled like she had complimented him. “It works for me.”

“She's just a worker. She used to be my PA.” Daven stared at her again. “You had such a beautiful PA and you sold the company? She would have been mine.” “You'll say no such!” Alpha Makael thundered. “She's a hybrid.” It didn't matter to Daven. He had dated hybrids, humans, and wolves. Whatever stigma was in werewolf city had been erased from his head the moment he stepped out. “It doesn't matter,” he responded, ignoring his father's warning. “As long as she's beautiful.”

My pussy clenches hard around nothing and aching to be filled. His jaw tightens. Those piercing eyes narrow slightly, darkening with something dangerous. “Damien,” he corrects, voice dropping even lower. “You’re not a little girl anymore.” The words hit me like a physical caress. “You’re not a little girl anymore.” My nipples tighten painfully and fresh juice trickles down my inner thigh. I can smell my own arousal thickening in the air, sweet and needy, and I know he can too. His nostrils flare slightly as he inhales, and for one electric second, I see the Alpha's raw hunger in him flash across his face before he reins it in.

More like a crush, but nothing else. "Are you jealous, Alpha Lennox?" "I am not." "Oh." I was expecting he was. What would it feel like if the alpha will get jealous over some random mean? Men were usually possessive over their mates, not wanting any male werewolves to get near them. Though I did not want a possessive man. However, for once, it will feel good to see someone wanting you. Desiring you. "If you are not jealous, why do you keep on prohibiting me from seeing him? He's the only one who mattered to me. He is the only one who cares for me. So if you keep on telling me to avoid him, I will continue refusing you. Excuse me."

There's a suffocating silence in the house, and I'm happy to let it keep on existing but again… I hardly ever get what I want. I'm reading one of my books, the one where the Alpha doesn't resent his wife and where he doesn't seem repulsed by the sight of her I'm right at the part after kisses and well detailed foreplay, the part where they fuck and hold each other all through the night, when I hear the rough purr of a familiar engine. Only one person has a truck that makes a sound like a demon possessed wolf growling. I'm out of my seat in a second, book forgotten on the windowsill and all thoughts of sex with a loving alpha out of my mind.

A sudden chill run down my spine His grip hard, almost bruising. His eyes unblinking. This man was a rogue. My stomach twists as I realize I’ve made yet another terrible mistake. I glance up at him in horror, my breath catching when I see his face. A jagged scar stretches from ear to ear, twisting his features into a permanent snarl. His Alpha aura leaks out in faint waves, and it’s enough to make my knees go weak. This is bad. Every nerve in my body screams in alarm. My breath quickens, my pulse pounding in my ears as I brace myself for the worst.

He was tracking my scent through my blood. I glared straight into his dark eyes, my jaw clenching until my teeth ached. I wanted to hurt him. I wanted to rip his perfect, arrogant mask right off his face. "You think you own me because of some paper marriage?" I spat, the words cutting through the tension. "Let me tell you something, Wolfe. You’re the only Alpha who has ever touched me. You're the only one who got that stupid kiss at the press conference. No one else has ever laid a finger on me. I’m still a virgin, and this contract doesn't change a single thing about who runs my life."

“Yes. Right there. Don’t stop. Please don’t fucking stop. Fuck me harder. More. I can take it. Please. More.” I couldn’t fucking move. My body was frozen but my blood was on fire. My cunt clenched hard, wetness sliding between my thighs instantly. My nipples tightened under my dress. My breath caught in my throat. I opened my mouth but no words came out. Just heat and pure jealousy. One of the men looked up. An Alpha. I could feel it in his eyes, in the weight of his stare, in the cruel smirk that slid across his face as he kept pounding into her like she was nothing but a toy. His gaze didn’t leave me.

I'm going to be the Luna of this pack. "I can't imagine a better person to spend the rest of my life with, Adria. I love you so much and in three weeks, I'm going to make this official by choosing you when I'm asked in front of the entire pack who my mate is" He said and gives me kisses. This sends thrills down my back. I kiss him on the lips. Ever since we've been together, even if it's unofficially, we haven't been intimate with each other. It's actually forbidden for an omega to sleep with an alpha she's not sure of getting married to or if she's not sure he'll claim her as his mate. People still do it though, a lot of people don't have the moral decadence to uphold rules and regulations