Ultimate Dominance Novels & Stories

I was completely at his mercy, chained to the altar of his vengeance, my bare chest heaving in shallow, desperate gasps. Consumed by a toxic, possessive rage and a desperate urge to smash my defiance once and for all, Dominic climbed over me. He settled his massive, heavy frame directly between my thighs, his golden eyes burning down into mine with a terrifying, unhinged intent. His wolf was entirely at the surface, ready to take my virginity out of pure vengeance, asserting absolute physical dominance over the woman who had supposedly shattered his trust.

"Together we're an unstoppable force - no Karen or anyone else can stand in our way." "Exactly," Chad agreed, eyes glinting with mischief. "And now that I've fed you, how about I show you exactly what this force is capable of?" Cassandra felt a familiar heat begin to coil in her belly as he slid his chair back and prowled towards her with a predatory gleam in his eye. "Oh yeah?" she challenged, squirming under his intent stare. "And what would that be, oh mighty Dom of mine?"

“No rival packs left standing. The hunting networks Rowan Black was draining are being bound back to our bloodline. The surrounding territories understand exactly who rules the forest. Even the human authorities have been given enough meat to look the other way.” “An impressive conquest,” Dominik says, the words carrying the immense weight of an old Alpha passing the torch, though his tone remains sharp as a obsidian claw. “You are the sole undisputed master of the Blackthorn territories. But with that kind of absolute dominance comes the question you cannot avoid—what is your next hunt?” I tilt my chin up, letting my scent flare with pure, unadulterated ambition. “We expand our borders.” “V

Not stopping at 1,000, the value climbed to 5,000, then 9,999+. Eventually, it settled on a vivid pink that was off the charts. The label next to the number was “possession”. He looked at me, the ice in his eyes melting away. In its place was a burning intensity that could swallow me whole. “You’re mine now.”

On one hand, she felt intensely intimidated by his overwhelming dominance, yet on the other, she found herself thoroughly ensnared by the sheer, possessive weight of his gesture. This was Dastan’s calculated method of branding her. He was ensuring that even while she served as a companion by Rezon’s side tonight, she would be utterly incapable of forgetting who her true master was. The mind of Dastan Limantara was always layered with complex strategies. However, this time, Moza felt a wave of relief. A piece of jewelry, no matter how staggering the price tag, was an infinitely safer mark of ownership than the more scandalous scenarios her mind had anticipated.

I've always belonged to Yolando, but not in the way Dave wants me to belong to him. While Yolando wants to possess and dominate me so he can be able to control me anyhow he wants and use me for his own gain, Dave sounded different. There's no violence obsession attached to it. He wants me to belong to him alone. He wants me in a way Yolando doesn't. But before that, he has to be permitted. Without Yolando's permission and approval, I can never be his. Yolando will never allow that; he doesn't want anyone interfering in his business. I'm enslaved to him forever somehow.

Mane knew that to win this, he couldn’t waste any more time. “Splintering Fist!” Against an opponent like Dominic who was vastly superior in strength and had a larger pool of inner energy, Mane wouldn’t dream of using Extreme Burst. There was no way the first few moves would be effective against Dominic whose protective inner energy cloak was so dense that it looked like an overall for his clothes. Instead, Mane opted for the more explosive Splintering Fist. He didn’t use any element either. No element would be able to penetrate an energy coat that thick. So he opted for brute strength.

18. Bill waves a gray hand, his fingers still jittering madly. “Come here, Trent.” “Are you okay?” Trent says, stepping forward—and then Carrie clutches his arm, her nails digging into his flesh until the pain begins to approach the dulling ache of his bullet wound. “What’s ‘total control’ mean?” He’s got us inside him, we tell Trent. We’ve taken over. Taken over? Trent’s mind rattles like a rat in a cage. You mean that’s not my uncle?

Walking quietly through the corridor Dominco found another door,this one was closed, twisting the handle trying to open it he found out it was locked "Shit" He cursed before taking a step back and lifting his leg to kick the door which went down with one kick.No ordinary alpha would have been able to take that down in one single kick, Dominco being a dominant alpha had the ability to be super strong.Smiling at himself he walked into the room, heightening his senses and going alpha mode to be able to see in the dark, because the room had no light switch.

he seethed, tightening his grips on her body, "I damn fucking have every right on you!" "You don-" Ava started to say but Christian's hand shot up to her chin to grip tightly as he seethed, "You are my mate, honey and you are going to give me every pleasure wherever and whenever I fucking want!" Ava struggled harder under his grip, feeling pain but still fighting but his hold did not loosen even a bit, "YOU have to obey my EVERY order! Get this simple fucking thing straight inside your skull or I will fucking make you! You are mine from this moment forward."