Novel & Cerita The Beast's Possession

I whispered, voice husky. “Take me. Ruin me.” The Beast growled low, a sound of pure possession. He hovered over me, powerful front paws planted on either side of my body, careful not to crush. The enormous head of his cock nudged my slick entrance, smearing precum over my folds. I trembled with anticipation, fear and lust twisting into something intoxicating. This was my beast now. My mate. My curse and…….. My salvation. And as the thick head began to push inside, stretching me wider than I had ever been stretched, I moaned his name into the morning light—ready to be claimed all over again.

My heart pounded in my chest as I moved cautiously through the dimly lit and decrepit corridors. And then, I saw her—a she-wolf, wild-eyed and trembling, her Brown fur matted and unkempt. Her eyes, normally filled with clarity, were clouded by an otherworldly darkness. The very essence of possession seemed to emanate from her. "Easy now," I whispered softly, trying to maintain a calm and soothing demeanor. I knew that confronting a possessed soul was a delicate and dangerous task. I extended my hand toward the distressed she-wolf, my fingers trembling with the weight of my newfound powers.

He strictly warns me, making me open my eyes to meet his beastly ones. He is like a beast. This blazing dark demeanour with lust is making him appear like a vicious devil. I have never seen this look before. I have never encountered this beast before. Not even the previous times we have made love. It's like he is possessed. Like a spirit is controlling him. He is not even blinking as he picks up his pace, fingering me again, faster and harder, his gaze on me. The fear of the beast before me and the pleasure of the heat of the magic of his finger inside me make me close my eyes.

As though feeling the tension of being prey and me the predator, his gaze darted between the mouth of the alley and me, biting his lip until it was bright red. “I can fuck you up.” I loved fucking with terrified people. The wolf inside me paced in anticipation. I took a step toward him and he paled, shaking so badly the gun wobbled in his hand. “Stop it!” His voice rose to a scream. “I’ll kill you. I will!” “Try it.” I took another step closer. “See what happens.” His eyes widened like he thought I was crazy, and he wasn’t far off. When you’ve hunted for the mafia, killed people they didn’t want to bloody their hands with, and taken out whole families, nothing sane remained.

’ A part of her mind coldly asked her. She blinked back her tears. She was stunned by her own thoughts. Shea swallowed the lump in her throat as she realized how much her thoughts were slowly becoming a venomous poison to her thoughts – as doubts and uncertainties started to creep into her entire system. ‘If it is his beast, then would it change a thing? Denver and his beast were one. He is part of his beast, and so was he to his monster. You can’t separate the two of them. They were part of the whole, and that’s the reality that you must accept.’

That stupid idiot of a beast had pushed it's way through to take over and he foolishly allowed it. Looking at his mate now,she looked uncomfortable,her eyes looked at him unsurely, specifically at his eyes which had already returned to their ocean blue hue. 'Thanks alot' He could feel the beast not caring at all. It felt that it owned it's mate. She was his, together with all of her, entirely. Well that wasn't how his human part of him saw his mate and he wouldn't let it be so. " I'm really sorry I..." "No no it's fine,I.i...."

Nocturne walked to the area that he judged to be the right spot. “Wait,” Celeste said suddenly. “I need to warn you about something.” He paused and turned back to face her. Celeste’s eyes were heavily red rimmed, but her gaze was honest and clear. “Do you know something else about the area out there?” “It’s unstable and you may remember the past lives your soul has lived through when you’re out there,” she said. “I came in here one day when you weren’t here. I touched the glass with both my hands and my memories came flooding back to me. I think the wilderness is a place with no boundaries and the normal rules don’t apply.”

He stopped just in front of me and, in one swift motion, wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me to him. I crashed into his chest, blood-stained and warm. My breath hitched, my heart drumming in wild confusion. "Selene... is my possession," Ronan declared, eyes locked onto Damien like a predator marking his prey. "You think I'd just let her walk away with you? The man who threw her away like trash? The man who didn't hesitate to use her as payment for his sins?" His voice grew sharper with every word, slicing into the air with cold precision.

“Look at me and watch me fuck you with my tongue. Watch, and burn this image into your mind. Fuck what anyone thinks, I want you to be mine, Tamara.” I hold her hips tightly as my tongue flicks over her clit, my rhythm steady as I slowly drive her insane. “Delicious, and so fucking wet. Your body knows who it belongs to, something your mind needs to be taught.” She squeezes her hips together, moaning loudly and muttering ‘please’. I pull them open as I watch her, pushing my tongue into her, brushing over a spot that has her begging for more. “Leon,” she groaned. “Please.”

“I don’t know why. But I’ve served long enough to know that when Gorvane looks at someone the way he looks at you, it means one of two things: destruction, or something worse.” Kaerith’s fingers curled against the fabric of the dress. Her nails scraped the smooth silk. “I don’t want anything from him.” Madame Marita gave a dry smile. “That’s not the point.” She picked a stray curl from Kaerith’s shoulder. “The Beast doesn’t have affection. Not for his court. Not for his mate, Vythea. Not for his whores. And not for you. He takes what he wants, and when he’s done, there’s nothing left of who you were.”