Page 19 of Possession


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Or maybe not. Canada is described as a dangerous place for Omegas, and Hazel has been warned since before she presented that they do things much differently than the United States.

But her browser crashes, and she frantically refreshes the website to no avail.

“What the fuck?” she whispers to herself, desperately trying to find another site with the articles.

No results.

“I’m going crazy,” she whispers to herself, tugging at her hair.

Would Ava even believe her?

“Augh!”

She stands up from her desk, her skin itchy as she stumbles through her apartment in a suppressant haze.

She tries not to recall that delicious scent of the Alpha as she makes her way to her bedroom, flopping down on the mattress and burying her face in a pillow.

Alpha,her inner voice chants.We need Alpha!

“No,” she grumbles, putting her hands to her ears and pushing her face deeper into the plush pillow. “Shut up.”

Alpha Alpha Alpha!

“Gah!”

She yanks every blanket on the bed around her body, creating a ball of fabrics, and curls into them, hugging her knees to her chest.

“The side effects of this medication can cause excessive Heat symptoms,” the doctor had told her over the phone.

Well, fucking great.

She shifts her thighs uncomfortably, wincing when she feels the wetness that pools between them.

Her panties are soaked. She awkwardly pulls them off and tosses them onto the floor, then flips onto her back and pulls her loose shirt over her head. Her nipples ache and are tender to the touch as her fingers trail down her stomach.

She imagines the Alpha’s scent and the shock it sent down her spine, and her fingers find her way to her clit.

It’s over before it even began. She writhes on the bed, biting down on her lip painfully as she jolts out a small release, a flush of tension leaving her body.

It’s not enough. As soon as the small orgasm ebbs, the loneliness sets back in, and she whimpers. She kicks off the blankets and reaches over to her nightstand, finding relief in her silicone knot.

She imagines a faceless person over her, pounding into her as she spreads her legs for the vibrator. Her back arches as the silicone attachment inflates inside her, hitting her sensitive spot at just the right angle.

Strong arms hold her down as teeth nip at her neck. A scream leaves her throat, her voice ragged as she bucks against the cock, squeezing and gripping the warm length.

The vibrator abruptly stops. A whirring sound escapes the phallus, and the knot deflates just as she finishes.

“Oh my God,” she breathes. “Did I break it?”

And upon further inspection, it turns out she did.

“What thefuck.”

* * *

One more time,she tells herself.Just once more.

Then, she can confess her sins to Ava, tell her it will never happen again, and move on with life.

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