Dominante Romane & Geschichten

Sage said, rubbing circles on my hands, as beads of sweat started to form on his brow. "Well, I know that you are an alpha," I respond. Of course, he would be dominant; he would have to be to be an alpha. "No, not because I'm an alpha and not in that way." He replied, smiling nervously. "Oh, ok. What do you mean then?" I ask, completely baffled by what he is talking about. "What that means is….I am in control….in the bedroom." He says, nervously. "You see, a dom or dominant is a sexual participant who takes on the role of the superior and often controls the other participant, which is known as a sub or submissive. This type of partnership is often-" Sage explains.

She's not even getting a chance to speak when he continued. "Now, let's get to business." His dark green eyes seems to look at her deeply through her eyelids, and Ava feels like melting and getting drowned by his stare. "We doesn't have any business," Boss BD chuckle giving Ava goosebumps. "Yes we have, Ava. You are still breathing now because of me. I save you from those men you have a debt with. And in exchange of that..." he suddenly reached out and touched her chin softly. "You are going to be my sex slave. You must obey all my command. You are now trapped in my dominant ways. And there's no turning back."

Adam is just still sleeping topless while Duncan’s foot is on his head. A small giggle came out from my lips seeing their positions while sleeping. My eyes went to Adam’s broad chest. The tiny hair was still there and a new tattoo I’d never seen. I arched my eyebrows seeing three letters on it. C, U, M. Thinking about what it means, inappropriate scenarios immediately flashed through my mind. I was about to go back and sleep when the comforter suddenly went down when Duncan moved. Adam’s six-pack abs showed in. I bit my lower lip. There’s something inside my head commanding me to pull down the comforter even more so I could see his body more.

Frame agreement for a Dominant / Submissive relationship This document specifies the responsibilities and duties of Mr Nathan Murray {the Dominant} and Mr Cole McCall {the Submissive} as part of a consensual BDSM agreement. This agreement is private and shall not be disclosed in any circumstances to anyone, even if it is not legally binding. The Dominant I, Nathan Murray, request of Cole McCall the acceptance of my dominance and guidance. I ask for ownership of your mind and body in return for my care and protection. Through this agreement, we may strengthen our bond and increase intimacy.

“We are here to control direction.” Every word was Measured.. “We focus on long term dominance. Not temporary wins.” She paused. Then added softly, “Power does not need to announce itself. It simply… exists.” Silence. Then and eruption of applause. Dominic didn’t clap. He couldn’t. His hand trembled slightly as he reached for water. “Sir?” his assistant whispered. Dominic did not answer him and just kept on drinking. “She’s alive…” he thought. “She’s married…to that bastard”

Dominant alphas being in the highest positions of power helps more than you think. Yes, controlling information. This world is ruled by the powerful, what else did you expect?. Even if dominants are rare. The problem is that Miyamura has pheromone sensitivity. He’s always been able to smell Sorahiko’s emotions. He’s always been able to tell what Sorahiko feels. He knows when Sorahiko is irritated, and when he’s cursing him out— he can almost taste the spite in his scent. He knows when he does something the omega finds attractive. Even if he seems to get irritated right after.

His blood was dark, almost black, thick with power. Luna pressed their hands together, their blood mingling, sizzling faintly as the magic recognized the union. "Speak the vow," Luna whispered. Toran's voice was deep, reverent. "By blood, by moon, by flesh—I bind myself to the Alpha Queen. My strength is hers. My life, hers to command." The air ignited, power crackling between them, the energy wrapping around their joined hands like a living thing. But it wasn’t enough. The pull between them deepened, becoming visceral. Luna felt it—an ache low in her belly, a hunger not just for power, but for connection. For dominance. For submission. For something darker.

He could really be childish whenever he was teasing Maureen. 'A mate that doesn't deserve her. If I have a say in it, do you think you would be mated to her?' Maureen hissed 'Tell me. If I am not your ideal mate for Lucia, who then is?' Dominus asked closing his eyes mid way 'I would want a guy better than you' Maureen replied ' There is no better mate for her than me' Dominus declared 'Really. How so?' Maureen asked Mockingly 'I am the future Alpha of this pack. I am handsome, intelligent, knowledgeable and friendly. Besides I am also caring to a fault' Dominus said puffing his chest

His cruelty knows no bounds; So many of the Akleri warriors have died at his hands in these last years. Even from the safe distance between them, Rene can smell his potent Alpha energy, a misty rain forest and a musky wooden scent. Rene has always heard that Dominant Alphas are different from ordinary Alphas; they are stronger and bigger, and they release more powerful pheromones that make it easier for them to find and bond with a mate, but this is the first time he is seeing one. The talks about dominant Alphas turn out to be true from what Rene's eyes are seeing.

, Just then Lanna stepped forward "Hey, your right, and if I remember right they had one of the smaller packs, but you are forgetting the prophecy, you, Acre, Desert and Ocean are the answer, your strengths together are whats needed at the end of everything it doesn't matter how many each side have what matters is your love and strength as one". We all spend the rest of the afternoon hanging around waiting for our grandparents to arrive,