Wooing Me Novels & Stories

I look all around, and for this one, he vanished; II look behind me, and it's too late, he is already behind me, with his arms around my waist and his breath in my ear. "You're distracted today, you've never been so easy to beat, plus you look beautiful today; let me take you out to dinner today," Owen said. I smiled at Owen's invitation; even in the middle of a fight, he usually knows how to take advantage of the situation and be close to me; on more than one occasion, he has touched me in a way that makes me feel something between my legs, a desire that I can't explain. He is handsome, and his body is worthy of a Greek god; any girl would be happy to have him as her mate muse; if he weren'

He pulled back slightly, his eyes meeting mine in a silent plea. "What do I have to do to earn your forgiveness?" he asked, his voice laced with a mix of determination and vulnerability. My fingers found their way to his face, holding his gaze firmly as I spoke, my voice barely above a whisper. "Take me on dates," I whispered, the words laden with a desire for deeper connection. "Show me your favourite places, take me to your cherished restaurants, and let me experience the flavours that bring you joy. Help me fall harder for you, as we create memories together." His eyes fluttered, a smile blossoming on his lips as he absorbed my words, his love for me shining through.

I was relieved to find out that the next applicant—who just happened to be her best friend—was also just as equally qualified, so I gave her the job without even thinking about it. Wooing her was not easy. Olivia was a difficult woman to please. I had to pull out all the stops, showing up to her apartment unannounced with bag of gifts, a random ticket to Azerbaijan to watch the Formula One race, a romantic dinner on the Seine, or a weekend getaway in Bora Bora. I knew the way to a woman's heart was through your actions, and showing her you cared about her and were willing to do anything to make sure that she understood how much she meant to you.

And yet… the temptation, the fire, the thrill of finally bending Alpha Jake to my will, ignited something deeper inside me. “That’s… a steep price,” I said slowly, letting the words roll off my tongue, testing her, feeling the tension in the air. “But… I’m not afraid. I want this. I need this.” My pulse spiked, my wolf stirring with excitement and anticipation. “Six months… I’ll make him love me. I promise you that.”

She was just literarily begging me for sex minutes ago. "But I like you already, I want you for myself already, do I need to pretend?" "Yes, because I want to use the act and advantage to make someone do something," I said and she groaned loudly, she glared at me for a while then decided to speak. "Let me guess, you want to use me to woo that Elsa girl for yourself?" "You guessed right. So are you gonna do it?" I asked and she stared at me like I had lost my mind. And maybe I had.

I asked, my heart feeling all warm and fuzzy. “I’ll never stop wooing you, little mate.”

I heard the faint growl that he is trying to avoid me from hearing. Great. I still know his weakness. My lip went up to his ear again. Then my husky voice whispers, "Now, will you give me what I want as a prize, Sweetheart?" I whisper as I bite and lick his ear. "Or do you just want me to stop right now? I'm easy to talk to." I wink.

I say, whispering the last part. “Do you realize how much chaos that would cause?” I shrug. “I don’t care.” I take a risk and press a kiss to the side of her neck. Her entire body shivers. “Tell me you don’t feel a pull to me,” I whisper against her neck. She shivers again. “You’re Benedict Winslow, V, or as Scarlet calls you, BWFive. EVERY female feels a pull to you.” “I don’t care about any other female, Sloane. I care about you. Be my girlfriend and invite me to your eighteenth birthday party.”

His words spoke directly to my soul, awakening a deep longing to be truly claimed. I was speechless as I stared into his deep blue orbs. My body was on fire, and I traced my head back to his hard cock, which was still standing erect. My lips parted as I stared at it, imagining how this hugeness will fit into my pussy. "Look at me," He commanded, and I turned my eyes towards him. "Are you trying to woo me in this situation?" I asked him and a sly charming smile appeared on his lips. "I am not just wooing you, I want to own you, if I happen to taste this body, I can not hold back any longer, I have fucking done that for a long time, and I can't anymore."