Page 101 of Possession


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It’s not rushed, like it was before.

Now, they havetime, and he’s enjoying every moment of it.

His scent is potent; richer than it’s ever been, likely due to his approaching Rut.

“Once my Alpha takes over,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to her stomach. “I won’t be so gentle.”

The threat is obvious, but it makes her stomach flip with delight.

He drops to his knees in the tiled bathroom, looking up at her with a wicked grin. “So quiet, suddenly.” He smirks. “I forgot the easiest way to shut you up was to undress you.”

Thenerve.

She may be aroused, but that doesn’t mean she appreciates his audacity. She may be pressed against the bathroom counter, her leggings down around her ankles, but that doesn’t mean she needs to be complacent.

“Don’t let it go to your head,” she spits as she tries to move out of the hold he has on her hips. But he grips her with brute strength, keeping her in place as he trails his lips down the inside of her thigh. Her hand flies to his hair, yanking harder than necessary, but he only hums in pleasure.

“Patience,” he murmurs. He gives her the illusion of freedom, but every time she so much as trembles, he holds her in place with a powerful grip.

It’s torture.

Even on his knees, he’s the one in control.

“You smell sweeter here,” he murmurs, nipping at the inside of her thigh. She yelps, his bite on the edge of too painful.

“You’re insane,” she hisses out as he sucks at the mark.

“Yet you willingly chose to be with me,” he chuckles. “And so close to your Heat, too. What does it say about you, my little rebel?”

She’ll never admit he’s right.

Her body betrays her, though. A trickle of slick drips from her cunt, and he laps it up, groaning in pleasure.

“Fuck.That taste right there is worth ten years of that hell.” He brings his tongue higher, almost to the seam of her pussy, stopping just beneath her cunt lips.

She sucks in a breath, desperate for his tongue.

But he doesn’t move. His breath ghosts across her cunt, close but not close enough.

He’s just out of reach.

Her hand tugs at his hair again. “Come on,” she hisses, and he only chuckles.

“Work for it. Grind on my face, sweetheart.”

She can practically hear the pride in his voice and the sound of his ego inflating.

But her Heat is too close, and she’s too far gone to feel any shame. She needs to come, desperately.

She obeys him.

She thrusts her hips as much as he will allow, grinding the seam of her cunt across his mouth, smearing his face in her slick.

It’s filthy, but the growl that he lets out encourages her to continue. She gushes down his lips as she moans, choking out cries of need and desperation as he laps up what she gives him.

He only allows her to move so much, making it that much more difficult to reach her peak.

“Abel…fuck…Alpha…please…”

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