Novel & Cerita Tell Me You're Mine

A reminder of what she is now. Mine. I pull back just enough to whisper, "You don't have to love me. You don't even have to want me. But you're not going anywhere." "Ever." How am I supposed to tell this stupid little lady of mine, that she is safe with me. She thinks she is the unsafest here but she doesn't know the truth. I need her. I want her. To stay with me. She is mine. I will possess her. I will keep her. Safe with me.

"That's it. Say my name. Let the whole building hear who you belong to." "Yours," she sobbed. "I'm yours..." "Damn right you are." He hooked her legs over his shoulders again, folding her in half, driving impossibly deeper. "Mine. You are mine Eve."

Raw, unfiltered want as I held his gaze through lust filled eyes- no doubt. "Being Mine means that every single part of you belongs to me. Your body, your soul, your thoughts and desires, your fate. Being Mine means that no one but me can bring you immense pleasure and pain. Nobody can take you away from me, malyshka. Especially not when I have not had the pleasure of possessing every single bit of you."

I kiss her again, slow and deep, matching the rhythm of my hips. “You’re mine, Raine. No matter what happens out there… right here, you’re mine.”

Every inch of me was his, every heartbeat bound to his presence. “Say it,” he whispered, lips brushing mine in a soft, teasing claim. “Say it for me.” “I’m yours,” I breathed, voice trembling with desire, relief, and trust. “Completely yours.” Grayson’s lips curved slightly, a low, satisfied murmur vibrating against my skin. “Good,” he murmured, voice heavy with possession. “Every inch of you is mine. Every part, every thought, every moment you give me… it is mine, Callie. And I will always remind you.”

"You're mine. Only mine." My response is barely audible as I whisper, "Just yours." The moment is charged with spontaneity, and in this moment, all I want is for him to make love to me. It doesn't matter what he meant by claiming me as his own; all that matters is the intense desire between us.

“Tell me you’re mine.” I’m panting and squirming intensely from his slaying teases on my heated core. “I’m… yours.” I breathe huskily, my voice unrecognizable and I feel his hard shaft press against the inner part of my thigh and I instantly want him somewhere else. Somewhere deep inside of me. Luca growls, kissing up the shell of my ear. “Say it again.” He says, positioning himself at my entrance. “I’m yours, Luca. Only yours…”

“Say you’re mine.” I gasped as he teased me again, my body trembling under his touch. “I’m... I’m yours,” I whispered, the words slipping from me like a plea. I knew I shouldn’t be here, shouldn’t be doing this, but I couldn’t stop. He had me completely.

For now. “Joker... What exactly do you think I am to you?” Her voice cuts through the silence, sharp yet hesitant, as if she’s afraid of the answer. The question sends a jolt of amusement through me, and I can’t help but laugh. It’s so simple, so obvious. How can she not see? “You. Are. Mine.” My words spill out like a fact etched in stone, unshakable. Of course, she’s mine. She has to be. She belongs to me in the way the night belongs to darkness, the way chaos belongs to madness.

I want him to leave me alone so I can lick my wounds in peace. He brings his face close to mine. "Just hear me out. Give me a chance to explain." The high-pitched sound that falls from my lips verges on hysteria. "You're kidding, right? All you've done is lie from day one. Your whole life, as far as I know, is a lie. Why should I believe anything you have to say?" He rests his forehead against mine and stares into my eyes. "I'm sorry, baby. I never set out to fall in love with you, but that's what happened."