Taming Master Ch 1 Novels & Stories

The towering beast stood proud and powerful, muscles rippling beneath his fur, radiating the authority and dominance of a pack leader. Those emerald eyes studied me carefully, reading every subtle shift in my expression. I gathered my courage and took a step forward, an overwhelming urge to touch him swelling in my chest. The white wolf tilted his head, curiosity flickering in his gaze. I smiled softly at him. If I focused only on those green eyes, it was easy to imagine that this body still belonged to Fitch Jones. My fingers brushed his muzzle. A satisfied rumble vibrated from his throat as he closed his eyes. That familiar tingle traveled up my arm, and I sighed quietly.

"Why is there shopping on the list?" "We need to go shopping. It's very important, okay." "We?" He eyed me "Of course, you're coming with me." "So you're kidnapping me, piccolo gato." "Think of it as such. I don't have time to chit-chat, James. You have the tablet, meet me up when you're ready, okay?" "You're here early," Kim remarked on seeing me. "What chased you from home. Bickering already?" "You know it." I shrugged. "I didn't see you home this morning. What's up?"

A slender silver chain hangs around my neck, with a dewdrop in jade which rests in the cleft of my collarbone. Movement from beyond the door; the creak of footsteps; I sit up, arranging my hair to drape over my shoulders and breasts. He stands, haloed by the light spilling through. He has something in his hand, but I can't see what. "Charlotte?" "Master." I hold out my hands, welcoming him. Wearing his suit and shirt, his polished shoes, he approaches me slowly, almost hesitantly, as though he's nervous... My Master? Nervous?

“I promise you, I will be the best rider and mate you could ever ask for. I love you with all my heart, Kenna. You are now and have always been, mine. Submit to me, my love, and let us begin our life together.” “Yhen,” she says, her voice still pitiful, pleading with me to let her go. I kiss her snout and look at her, stroking her snout. “Submit, beautiful.” I see the flash of light, feel the burn of fire against my chest a moment before I feel the surge of power through my body. Her power is so strong that I throw my head back and scream as her strength flows through me. My burned and blistered body heals as my mate submits to me.

I was bare under him in just my bra and panties and I felt naked already. I removed his shirt and I used my fingertips to trail across the dragon tattoo on his chest, his heart side to be precise. The tattoo was a detailed drawing of a fire breathing dragon, it was so beautiful. He grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head, then he wordlessly bent his head and began kissing my across my neckline slowly, then he moved to my left breast and freed it from the bra, he began to nuzzle my nipple , the he sharply took it in his mouth, this time I couldn't control the moan that escaped my lips, he kept it up and I just kept encouraging him, I had no idea I could even sound like this, it felt so

I seethed out huskily as my piercing Dark hues held her scared ones, as I watched her swallow before attempting to protest but i beat her to it as i dropped my glass on the table with a small thud. "that was your first orgasm. so, you still have one more time to win this game, Anna. and my patience is wearing thin so, spread your legs and continue." I ordered sternly with my eyes slowly turning a shade darker from the level of lust that ignited in them as I tried to restrain myself and so far, I was slowly confirming my curiosity. "Y-yes..... Master." she muttered softly with a small smile before smirking mischievously at me before resting her back on one of the pillows on my bed and the hea

“When I touch you, you don’t flinch.” His hand slid lower, over her collarbone, down the slope of silk covering her breast. She gasped, body arching away—only to be pulled back into his heat. Her protest stuck in her throat. “Lesson two,” he continued, lips grazing the shell of her ear. “When I command you, you answer.” He drew back just enough to meet her eyes. “Say my name.” Her lips parted. “I don’t even know your name.” The corner of his mouth curved. “Call me Master, then.”

"Of course not, Monsieur. Your slave is a three hole slut for sure." Chantelle's nude body rubbed up against Master's body and she kissed him, the black bitch. "Go ahead," Master said, "look at your temporary Master. He'll tell you what he expects from you and I expect you to obey him in all things." I slowly turned to face Sam. So did Lisa.

She heaved a sigh and finally screamed. “I am not here to teach you the rules, Viola; you teach your girls these rules, yet you are disobeying me.” I slowly and carefully laid stripes around her ribs and abdomen until she was slithering in her limitations and sobbing. She screamed in an inarticulate manner as red stripes appeared almost instantaneously on her skin, which forced her to use her code word. “Lycan, Master!” I laughed it off. Master my foot! She can’t even stand the pain.

, he sighed softly looking down at his apple juice, moving the straw to mixed up the drink with ices making the colours changed again. Just then Taylor walked in and sat on the couch. "That's why you- as the alpha and her mate; the dominant and the top one; the head one, should tame her ego and make her fall for you, you can't just-", Taylor's bodies shot up sitting straight on he walked to the chair while looking at the window, realizing Elysian was there with one unfamiliar girl. "Just what?" "Guys- I think.." "You what?" "I think I found my mate-"