Let me rephrase.” He took a seething step toward me. “When it comes to you… I don’t like to share.
Samantha YoungStichwörter: romance contemporary-romance lovely hot alpha-male arrogant possessive-hero
Every time I jerked off over the past few days, I thought about you. Forget the chicks—I’m going with the dicks. Well,” he made a face, “one dick, I mean. My own private dick. Start off slow, you know, and then build up to the orgies.”
Rhodes brought his lips down onto Wash’s smiling mouth. “My dick,” Rhodes growled against the curve of Wash’s lips. “And my dick only. Remember that.
Stichwörter: possessive-hero
You chase off every man that’s ever been interested, and you do it without even trying.
Dianna HardyStichwörter: jealousy possessiveness jealous rivalry jealous-hero possessive possessive-hero
Abel, get away from him."
"No, I—"
Pacer took a step toward them. "Get up, now." He pointed a finger at the ground. "And come here."
Abel opened and closed his mouth several times, paralyzed. "Pacer, we were just—"
"I won't say it again, Abel."
He hated to admit it, but Pacer's demanding tone had sent a flash of anticipation through his system. Half- wanting to keep going, to test the limits of Pacer's patience, Abel paused for just another second before standing up and walking over to Pacer.
"You don't have to sound so scary," he said.
Pacer snorted, grabbing hold of Abel's wrist. "Please. You should be happy I didn't just pull you over my knee."
"Pacer!" Abel's eyes widening as he looked over at Eric. He was watching them avidly.
"Pacer, don't be so rough. He and I were just chatting."
"Are you deaf?" Pacer replied. "Why was he whispering in your ear?"
Grinning, Eric shook his head. "My bad. Maybe I just wanted to see what all the fuss was about.”
He stood up and walked over to them. "Abel, I just wanted you to know: I'm not a homophobe."
Abel stared at him. "What?" Then, after a moment, he looked at Pacer, who was studiously observing the twig he had snapped on the ground.
"I see.
Stichwörter: jealous possessive-hero
I’ll never let you go again, Melanie. Never. Nothing will come between us... nothing."
I would destroy anything, and anyone who tried to take her from me. Being away from her was no longer an option. She was mine. Only mine.
Stichwörter: want mine possessive-hero
Every inch of you belongs to me,” Afron whispered. “From your ears” -- he nibbled delicately at one -- “to your lips” -- another nibble -- “to your chest” -- a swipe of his tongue met Makara’s flesh -- “to your belly” -- a lingering tickle of the tip of Afron’s tongue in Makara’s belly button -- “to your marvelous, thick cock.
D.C. JurisStichwörter: m-m possessive-hero dirty-talk
I know I had no right to do this to you, but if you ask me if I regret it, I will answer you no. If you ask me if I’d do it again, I’d say yes. I would do it again and again and again. There is a darkness in me that lives and breathes just like yours, except it’s motivated by love, and not by pain.
Angela RichardsonStichwörter: love motivation need heartache want desperate-love possessive-hero
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