Tell Me You're Mine Novels & Stories

asks Esteban and I smiled nodding. "I am already in my home. Wherever I am with you, it is my home." "God, I love that you remember whose you are," Esteban says smiling. "Whose am I?" I pretend not to know. "You are mine, woman. Only mine" Esteban says taking my chin then kisses me. Yes, I am only his and he mine. As it should be. As it was always meant to be. The End

"This position? This is how I own you. You understand me? Say it." "I....I’m yours," I panted. "Only yours…"

Claiming. "You're mine," he whispered against my lips. Between kisses. Between breaths. "Mine mine mine. Every breath. Every heartbeat. Every thought. Mine." "Yours." I arched into him. Needing more. Needing everything. "That's right." His teeth caught my bottom lip. Tugged. "All mine. No one else gets this. No one else gets you. No one else even gets to imagine this." His hand slid down my side. Gripped my hip. Fingers digging in possessively. He shifted. Pressed against me. Let me feel every inch of him. Let me know exactly what I did to him.

My pussy is throbbing, wanting him inside. “Dylan, please.” I beg. “Say your mine. Who do you belong to?” Dylan whispers in my ear. “You, I am yours.” I gasp.

“Tell me you are mine and I will give you what you want.” “I am yours,” I said. I barely got the word out of my mouth before he slammed his dick into my pussy. “You are so tight, Emilia. So fucking perfect. Your pussy fits me like gloves and I…fuck. You are mine, Emilia. This pussy belongs to me. Only me.” He groaned. “Say it. Tell me. Tell me that this pussy is mine and only mine.” “I am yours, Ric. Only yours.” I managed to say.

“Tell me you’re mine.” Without hesitation, I kiss her hard before using my hands on her ass to help lift her and lower her on my dick. “I’ve always been yours, my Queen.” She bites down where my neck meets my shoulder before sucking it hard into her mouth. Her teeth sting in the best way. She isn't gentle with me, and I don't want her to be. I almost cum just from her, marking me as hers. When she pulls away, I flip her over onto her back and hammer into her tight cunt. “Tell me you're mine,” I growl down at her and need to hear her say the words.

He moves in closer, his mouth at my ear. "You leave me again, I swear to God, Baby Girl—I’ll burn this whole fucking world down until you have nowhere left to hide." "I—I didn’t mean to—" "Say it." His tone drops lower. Rougher. My thighs clench. I blink up at him, trembling. "Say what?" "You’re mine." "I..." My breath hitches. God, this man. He doesn’t ask. He commands. "I’m yours," I whisper, barely audible. "I—I belong to you."

I whispered, “I don’t know how to do this. I don’t know how to be with someone like you. I’m not polished or powerful. I don’t belong in your world.” His hand found mine—warm, steady, grounding. “Then I’ll come into yours.” My throat tightened. “I don’t need polished or powerful,” he continued softly. “I just need real. And you’re the only real thing I’ve had in years.” Tears slipped down before I could stop them. I laughed through them, shaking my head. “Why do you always know exactly what to say?” He brushed his thumb over my cheek, catching a tear. “Because I stopped pretending.”

It was throbbing inside of her. "Do you know what would make me happy right now?" "What?" "Let our wolves make love," I murmured. She stared at my face. After a minute, she stood up and shifted into a beautiful white wolf. My dick protested when she removed it. I shifted into my black wolf too. She barked at me before turning and ran away. I always love a good chase. I barked at her and pursued her. She is Mine. Forever.

“Tell me who you belong to.” “You,” I gasp, hips rocking against him. “I belong to you. Only you. Now stop talking and start ruining me, Roman. I’ve been waiting all day for this.”