She's Mine Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

Every need. She's mine.

Giving him a light peck with her eyes again turning a shade softer than ever, she whispered possessively going absolutely close to his ears as if afraid he'll wake up and scream for Alicia and scorn her way. “You’re mine. Only mine. Mine to hurt. Mine to kiss and Mine to ….,"

she ordered me in a husky tone. I gave her a look of embarrassment. "Mistress… I've never done this before." Startled, she pinned me with an almost disbelieving gaze. "You've never eaten another girl's pussy?" I winced at her matter-of-fact words. I knew it was stupid to feel embarrassed about her lewd words since it was something I had begged her to do just moments before. But, in such a conversation, it seemed rather out of place. However, I shoved that thought away and tried to focus on this conversation.

____________________________________________ ***Author's Note: This is the end of She's My Mate! Book three, I'M HIS MATE will begin shortly! As soon as I have the preface up I will let everyone know on I*******m! If you're unable to find the book then please click the first icon at the bottom of the screen. All chapters of this book show up. Proceed to click book detail and it will take you to the books profile. Scroll down until you see the tab labeled "about the author". If you click that tab, all books written by me on good novel should pop up!

she whispered, "Disgust you, I mean." His eyes flashed fire down at her. "Far from it, gorgeous. You made me want you so much I can't wait any longer. You showed me more resilience and strength than I see in most people. You're so small and beautiful. You probably should've died countless times out there on the streets. Either at the hands of a pimp, or with a needle in your arm. But you didn't. You've been fucked over by life and you keep getting up and fighting back. I can't resist that. Even if it pisses me off that you tried to push me away. And that you've been going down to fucking Victory Square by yourself."

Mount on her until she could no longer yearn other men. She was mine to have. Mine to claim. Mine to mark. My mate. My possession. MINE!!

Her hands dragged over his chest, claiming skin that had once carried the weight of legacy now it carried her. Cassian groaned, hips lifting beneath her, desperate and reverent. “Say it.” She ground down harder, breath hot against his neck. “You’re mine.” His head fell back. “Again.” “You are mine,” she repeated, teeth against his ear. “Not the system’s. Not theirs. Just. Fucking. Mine.”

“She’s mine.” And the fire burned on.

Finally she is mine. **********************

Yvonne Sharp, my fiancee, and I are at the city hall, intending to get our marriage certificates for the 27th time. The staff member has just called our number when Aaron Sutton, Yvonne's stepbrother, suddenly bends over and grabs his stomach. "My stomach is killing me, Yvonne…" Yvonne immediately supports him, saying, "I'll take you to the hospital right now." Aaron quickly shakes his head. "You don't have to do that. It's a very important day for you and Charlie, so I'll just tough it out, Yvonne." He keeps a tight grip on Yvonne's sleeve despite saying so. Yvonne furrows her brow and says, "You don't have to tough it out. I'll take you to the hospital this instant, Aaron." She hands