What Does It Mean To Be Possessive In A Relationship Novels & Stories

"I haven't introduced you to the pack and I don't want any unmarked male staring at you or touching you." She scoffed, "Why?! You think I'm unfaithful!" "No babygirl, I just don't want any males around you okay? Now please don't make a scene right now at 9 am, it's too early for me." He groaned and she huffed. "You think I'm making a scene? Well, what about you? You being jealous of males." She spats. "Men's need to act possessive over their mate, it's called possessiveness and protective." He reasoned.

See who’s right—you or me…,’ I whispered, inching my mouth closer. ‘That’s fucking rude, cub….’ He sighed and took my lips, his arms snaked around my waist pulling me close to slip his tongue in and explore deeper. My arms went around his neck to pull him closer and stroked more of him, sucking the sweet tip, luring a grunt of pleasure. I wanted to be absorbed into him and become part of him… inseparable… for as long as he lives—no, far longer than that. Is this weird? What does this mean? When you love someone, do you become this possessive?

“I wear what I want. When I want.” His eyes darkened. “I don’t want other people looking at what’s mine.” The possessiveness in his voice sent something cold and thrilling down my spine. “What exactly does that mean?” His hand pressed deeper into my inner thigh — a slow, deliberate weight. “It means I don’t want anyone wanting you.” “That’s not my fault,” I managed, my voice thinner than I wanted it to be. He didn’t want a relationship, and yet here he was, more possessive than Dave had ever been.

I tried to make him see the situation that we both were in, "Officially you have got the title by marrying me. But you have to make love to me to receive the blessings of the moon goddess. You can not become the Alpha of our pack spiritually until to accept me as your wife. Our pack will not respect you as our Alpha if you do not create the sacred bond." "But that's the thing, Aster!" He gritted through clenched teeth and pulled his face out of my grasp while grabbing my arms to pull me smack against him, "I have already created this bond with Eva! I have already marked her as my mate. My scent is still lingering on her body. My heart is still aching for her." His eyes were spitting fire but

I ask, but of course he doesn't like that, he gives me a warning look, "Or you just want to have me stay faithful while you're free to sleep with whoever you want?" "Is there a name for that?" he asks, as if he's interested. Fucker. "It's called being a selfish narcissist," I mutter bitterly, he just grimaces, "We can leave that conversation for later... but I don't like the idea of you being with other people either, Jae. If you feel possessive of me, I feel ten times worse." "I don't think that's possible," he whispers, and kisses my lips before sliding closer to cuddle me. I sigh and let my body melt against his.

he replied to me while holding my hand tightly. I smiled. Rupert was extra careful, caring, and a bit possessive tonight. He barely disappeared beside me all night. I was not sure if being possessive was also part of sexual relationships like what we had. But to be honest, it feels good when you have someone who is being greedy of you. For others, possessiveness was irritating... I used to say that... But it's different when you're in a situation and you're already experiencing it. Don't get me wrong. I was talking about that kind of possessiveness that he wanted you to enjoy every moment with him only— not that kind of possessiveness that he's treating you like a mere 'possession'. Those tw

I spat. “You’re just terrified of losing me because I was easy to control, weren’t I? You’re scared you’ll never find another girl weak enough to let you pull the strings in the relationship just like I did because I fell hard for you!” “You're paranoid, jealous. Confusing possessiveness for love, and you seriously need help. Get your head checked before you go around calling this toxic obsession 'Love'. I’m done with you and this goddamn forsaken relationship!” I yelled, furious as I poured out my heart and thoughts.

The tension rolling off him said everything. That forced smile, the polite nod. The way his eyes followed Allegra's every move, like he was counting her seconds away from him. As if someone might take her and he was seconds away from dragging her back himself. And the longer Alessia held on to her daughter, the more I saw it build in him. And it hit me then, that feeling. That dark, suffocating tension I knew too well. That possessiveness. The kind that doesn’t look like love when you step back from it.

There was no use hiding it from him. “Yes.” It was a soft, breathy whisper, but he smiled, looking relieved. “Good, because I plan to f*ck you hard so that you can only dream about me. I want to taste you, brand you, and make you mine. Only mine.” My heart skipped a beat at his possessiveness. Where did that come from? We weren’t in an actual relationship, even. “That’s not fair, Drake. If you want me to belong to you, shouldn’t you belong to me as well?” I gazed into his amused eyes.

I have waited for her for decades, what harm would it do to give her a few days to stomach the fact that she is stuck with me for a lifetime. " I don't like it when others touch what's mine." I declared possessively. I wasn't going to shy off from telling her what I don't like. I am a very possessive man and I owe nobody an apology for that. " You don't need to explain anything to me." She replied, her words annoying me but I concealed my annoyance. " You are my mate." I stated and she shrugged nonchalantly. " I never agreed to this bond. There isn't any relationship between us." She spoke, her words sounding cruel to my ears and confirming my suspicions.