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His display of possessiveness oddly turned me on. “I wasn’t aware I was an object to be owned.” I mused. Easton stopped walking and I turned to face him in question. “You might not be an object, but you’re my mate and my Luna. You own me in the same way I do you, and I will protect you with my life.” He spoke solemnly as his eyes bore into mine. “Plus, I think it’ll be good for those jealous she-wolves to get a reminder of that.” He winked as he finished.

The Luna For Me A Novella of Atticus and Adriana ATTICUS My name is Atticus Payne, and I am the alpha of the Whispering Mountain Pack. It is one of the strongest packs around, one that is known for its impressive and secure location. I am known for my power, strength and of course, my New Year’s Eve parties.

I say coldly. “Adaptation requires testing,” the voice replies. My jaw tightens. “With her?” “With what she carries.” Rage spikes. Violent. Sharp. Final. “No.” “Yes.” “No.” “You’re already too late.” That’s when something inside me shifts. Not anger. Not just anger. Something deeper. Darker. More focused. Because this— this isn’t about survival anymore. It’s about ownership. Not theirs. Mine. “You don’t get to touch her,” I say quietly.

"And everything inside this shirt ... also belongs to me. Got it?" "I got it ... Arka ... ahh ...." Bima surrendered completely. He didn't care if another member of the basketball team walked in. He didn't care if Radit suddenly appeared. In his head, there was only Arka, the overwhelming scent of this swapped shirt, and a passion that had already reached its boiling point. Arka showed his protective side in the most primitive way, marking every single inch of Bima’s skin that had previously been covered by his threads. Every touch, every heavy squeeze of a thigh, and every hoarse, dominant whisper in Bima’s ear was a permanent seal of ownership. Arka didn't just want his shirt back; he want

“‘The respondent… retains full ownership of Voss Tower… all corporate holdings… the yacht… and… all primary investment portfolios…’” Her words faltered as Damian suddenly thrust harder, hitting a spot deep inside her that made her moan loudly. He pulled her down tighter against him, burying himself to the hilt. “Look at me,” he commanded, voice rough with lust and something darker... possession. Jessica’s eyes met his, glazed with overwhelming pleasure as she continued riding him, her hips moving in a slow, filthy rhythm. Damian’s hands slid up her body, cupping her bouncing breasts and squeezing them possessively as he spoke.

The possessiveness in his touch was absolute, a claim that reached deeper than skin and bone. "Your job now," he murmured, his voice dropping to a commanding, guttural tone that vibrated through her entire body, "is to protect our pup. You are the sanctuary for my heir, and I will burn the world to the ground before I let a single scratch touch either of you." Natasha felt a flicker of her usual defiance, but it was drowned out by the sheer power of the bond. Damien’s possessiveness had always been a fire, but now it was a conflagration. She could feel his wolf howling within him, claiming her, claiming the child, marking every inch of her as sacred ground.

So back to the present, after he expressed his doubt, while I continued looking at the delicious eye candy mate of mine standing in front of me, with two big red hearts in my eyes which were glowing yellow due to Kai's presence as a goofy smile which was playing on my lips due to the happiness of finally finding my sweet mate which I was not able to content, before I grumbled again wanting to claim my possession over and over, again and again, letting the whole world know that, he is mine, my sweet little human mate is mine and only mine. "Mate Mine” I again claimed righteously with hell of possessiveness in it, looking at my handsome yet cute little human mate stubbornly, really feeling lik

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“You’ve been denying me this pussy, Hailey, but it’s mine now. I’ll fuck you as fast or slow as I want. Do you hear me?” “Yes,” I whisper. “You clamp around my cock every time I remind your pussy who it belongs to.” He keeps thrusting, keeps imprinting the feel of him into my very soul. “You like it when I get possessive.” I want to deny it. This feels like a different kind of dangerous. But I can’t deny the truth. “I like feeling owned by you.” Paxton’s expression changes, something flickering in those dark eyes that I can’t put a name to. “I should finish inside you, should send you back to Dimitri all filled up with my come.”

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