Page 107 of Possession


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“You were having a fever dream,” he continues, his purr increasing. He sits them up, so she’s situated with her back against his chest, his arms wrapped around her.

“I’m here. I’m not going anywhere,” he promises, pressing a kiss to her mating gland. The skin is tender, and she whimpers at the contact.

She sighs in his hold, steadying her breathing. “You can sense me now,” she says quietly, staring at the loose thread on the blanket.

He hums and nuzzles into her neck. “Yes.”

“You can see…have you felt…”

Insecurities flood her and she’s unable to finish her sentence.

Have you felt how painfully lonely I am? Does it frighten you? Do you regret this?

“I’ve seen it all,” he confirms.

She stiffens in his hold.

“Hazel. Baby. Look at me.”

Reluctantly, she turns and meets his expression. That damn hair is tousled, messed up perfectly, and he exudes a calm she wishes she could feel.

“I knew,” he says softly, kissing her gently, “that you were perfect for me.”

He cups her cheek, keeping her there, refusing to let her hide from his gaze. “Now that we’re mated, I see all of you.”

She holds her breath, waiting for the teasing or inevitable regret that’s sure to come.

“And I wouldn’t change afuckingthing.”

This time, he kisses her, and she responds eagerly. She smiles against his lips, and when he pulls away, he reaches over to the nightstand.

“Drink, baby. It’s almost time for round two. I’ll prove to you how fucking perfect I think you are.”

* * *

She loses track of time.

He’s inside her, thrusting into her, splitting her open almost to the point of pain. He keeps his cum buried inside her, pushing it back into her cunt with his fingers when it starts to leak out.

He’s fascinated by the sight.

He runs a bath for her. He cleans her and whispers praise into her ear every moment he’s not fucking her.

In between eating, bathing, and fucking, she sleeps.

She wakes up with fresh sheets around her and a minty mouth—he must have helped her brush her teeth, too.

She appreciates it.

No one has taken care of her in so long, and she’s desperate for it.

She would never admit it, but now that Abel knows it, knowsher, she never has to say it out loud.

He takes care of her every way he can.

And because of their bond, she knows he enjoys it, too.

But she wants to return the favor.

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