Page 89 of Possession


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“Our bedroom.” He answers like I should know.

He smells my hair as he walks. Once we are through the door, he kicks it closed. I smell scotch on him. The smell is strong like he had more than a few. It’s different. He stands me in front of our bed. I suddenly hear the shower running. He turns me and unzips my dress. The dress pools on my feet. He snaps my bra off and shreds my panties with his hand. He takes his clothes off. I can’t take my eyes off him. I never stood a chance. I’ve been lying to myself. Viktor has my heart. He takes my hand and leads us to the shower.

We barely make it to the walk-in shower when he crushes my lips. There are no words spoken. Our conversation is our bodies talking. He pushes me against the wall. His lips trace my neck. It isn’t his usual visceral attack. He takes his time. Lips stopping every so often to pay attention to the area. My hands are holding onto the wall so I don’t float away. Next, it’s my breast. He alternates between kissing, licking, pinching, and soft bites.

“Viktor,” I plead.

I feel desperate. My need for him is greater than my need for air. He continues, not interested in stopping or being merciful. He picks me up and his fingers dig into my skin. If it weren’t for that I would think I was dreaming.

“You drive me crazy,” he whispers in my ear.

Without warning, he thrusts inside, abandoning his slow torture. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer. I want him to fill me. This is where I want to be. I need him. He continues and I build. Every second my body is screaming for more. I bite down on his shoulder as my orgasm takes over. But he doesn’t slow down. He thrusts faster, harder prolonging my orgasm.

“Fuck,” he groans as he finds his release.

We pant uncontrollably. He slowly sets me down as our breathing evens out. I’m surprised when he grabs the loofa and gently starts washing me. He takes his time, taking extra care of my sensitive areas. I feel the heat building, ready for him to claim me again.

“Always wet for me.” He chuckles.

He sets me under the shower head so I can rinse while he quickly bathes himself. I can’t stop looking at him. Such a mundane act but for me he is like a drug. I can’t get enough of him. He gets under the shower head with me, crushing his lips to mine.

“I need you.” I moan. It’s the last thing I say before he claims me again.

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“Here.” I look at Viktor as he hands me one of his t-shirts.

“I thought you said I couldn’t wear another man's clothes.” I tease.

“You will only wear mine. It’s getting late. Tomorrow is going to be a long day.”

“Why am I wearing a t-shirt?” I tease.

“Because if you are naked in bed, we won’t get any sleep.” He smacks my ass.

“Fine. If I must.” I pout miserably. I lay in bed waiting for him to put on boxers. “You are so sexy.”

“Haven’t you had enough? Are four hours not enough?” He mocks.

“It was not four hours.” He pulls me closer.

“Tonight should have not happened. I am going to make it right. I’ll take care of everything.” I look at him. I want to believe him. But lately, it seems all he does is tell me how something should not have happened, yet it does.

“It’s not your fault.” I tell him.

“She wasn’t supposed to be there. Even my mother was blindsided.” He kisses the top of my head.

“Your father isn’t going to relent. He isn’t going to let us get married.”

“We will be married.”

“You sound so certain. I don’t want to be the reason your family falls apart.”

“My family has been broken far before you came along.” I want to ask what he means. But I don’t have to because he continues. “My father has never been a fair man. He loves power more than he loves his own blood. Growing up, his lessons were about how to take and destroy. I’ve been groomed to rule. The only time I’ve seen a second of emotion from him was when my mother brought Oliver home. I don’t believe he loved him more. It was because he had two people who would do his bidding. Two people who would walk through a sea of flames without questioning him. That is what a Manarch does.”

“Have you always worked?”

“It has been private schools during the day and how to kill and destroy at night.”

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