Owned by Dominic (Possessed 1)

“Too fucking old for you,” he confessed.

“Dom?” she asked when he got up, walking away towards Raine. He was too old for her. But fuck if he was going to let age stop him from possessing her in every way possible.

“Thirty-five, Princess,” he finally told her, not turning around.

“How’s that too old for me exactly?”

He finally faced her, seeing that she was in the same spot he’d just left, watching her intently for a minute before asking, “You don’t think that’s a big age gap?”

“What I think is, I grew up wiser than my years and age is just a number. Do you have more life skills than me? Sure. You’ve seen and done more than I probably ever will. And you want to know something, Dominic?” Taking a breath, her dark gaze met his. “I like that you’re older. Because it means you’re sure about me, about us. You know what you want, and you fucking go for it. So don’t think for one goddamned second that I’m going to let you back out of us anymore than you would allow me. Now get the fuck over here and kiss me, damnit!”

“You’re sexy as hell all riled up like this.” He laughed while walking towards her.

Brushing his lips against hers, he kissed along her jaw towards her neck. As she moaned, he bit down on her pulse point where shoulder met neck, pulling with his teeth to leave a love bite. Her gasp of pleasure had his hands roaming all over her ass cheeks and down to the apex of her thighs.

The moment he felt her heat, he was a goner. Her whispered plea of, “Oh, Dom,” had him sinking to his knees and pulling her pants with him.

As soon as they reached her ankles, he buried his face in her over-heated pussy licking every drop of liquid that flowed from her secret depths. The need to have her scent marking him drove Dom to bring her as much pleasure as she could take, and then some.

*****

Deedee could barely catch her breath, with every lick of his tongue, every nibble of his teeth, she teetered on the edge of mind-numbing ecstasy. Just as she would reach her peak, he would pull back or lessen the pressure.

“Dominic,” she growled when he pulled away again. “I need it. Please!” She wasn’t above begging for what she wanted most.

His laughter infuriated her. A sharp tug on his hair had him nipping her thigh roughly followed by, “Don’t start something you can’t finish, Princess. You’re not ready for that yet.”

“For what?” she gasped when he sucked her clit into his mouth while pushing one finger inside her weeping pussy. The other played with her ass, pushing gently to enter her forbidden entrance.

“Fuck!” she cried, coming all over his face. Her orgasm hit her fast and furious with just a touch of pain running through her with its intensity.

She felt like she was floating as Dom led her down gingerly to lay in his lap. Rubbing her hair, he rained light kisses all over her face. She felt herself coming back into her body as he nuzzled her cheek muttering, “You’re exquisite as you reach your peak, Princess.”

Laying in his lap as Raine happily munched on the grass, she felt like for the first time her life was falling into place. That she was truly where she was meant to be.

“We should head back; I need to check on Jax,” she told him getting off his lap.

“You worry too much, Deedee. If something were wrong with him, Case would have called,” he assured her, getting up and collecting a content horse.

The ride back seemed faster than the one out, but the land was magnificent. She loved the wide open spaces, the endless fields in the distance. Being able to see for miles was a welcome relief. As they reached the paddock and trough where Dom let Raine cool off after a ride, she ran inside needing to see Jax for herself.

Quietly opening the door, she snuck to the living room where they’d left the boys. Seeing Case’s head tipped back on the sofa and hearing his snores, she knew he was asleep. Coming around the side of the sofa, she saw that Jax was quietly watching one of his Lego movies with a glass of apple juice on the table.

Smiling when he saw her, he gave a little wave in delight. Kneeling beside him, she swept his hair off his forehead. Feeling that he was a little bit cooler than before, she let out her first breath of relief.

“How you feeling, Jax?” she whispered.

“Tiwed.”

“Get some more rest, sweetheart. I’ll be in the kitchen if you need me.” At his nod, she stood up to leave when she noticed Case had taken off his prosthetic leg. She wasn’t sure what she expected when she did finally see it, but the nub just under his knee looked swollen and dry. Like maybe it hurt.

She wondered how it happened. When and why. It seemed like such a tragic thing for a man so full of life. She hurt at the thought of how much pain he must have been in. Did he have family to support him afterwards or just Dom?

A hand coming down on his leg suddenly had her eyes darting up to find him watching her watch him. Shame heated her cheeks. She hadn’t meant to stare, but she was curious about the circumstances surrounding the loss of his limb.

“Sorry,” she mumbled, not able to meet his eyes.

“Dee,” he called. When she looked up, he continued, “You’re not the first and you won’t be the last. I feel no shame in it and neither should you.”