Bullied (Possessed 0.50)

“What do you want Mark me crazy for?” That was the second time that day someone had called her that. It was beginning to piss him off.

“Her name is Cecilia,” he growled. “Now where is she?” He refused to acknowledge her question because frankly it was none of her business.

“I can show you a good time, handsome.” She tried to run her fingers down the tie of his suit but he grabbed her wrist before she even made contact. Shooting her a dirty look he called out, “Cecilia!”

Huffing, she walked away muttering something he didn’t quite catch. Leaving the door open, he took that as an invitation to come in.

Walking into the small apartment, he went in search of his goddess. Finding her behind the second closed door, he was shocked to see the state of her room. A single mattress on the floor with just a tiny table and cheap lamp beside it and no door on the closet that had very few clothes hanging in it.

The part that had him letting out a frustrated growl was she was lying in the middle of the bed with a threadbare blanket to cover her. Not nearly enough to ward off any chill she might get.

Kneeling behind her, he grabbed her shoulder lightly, unsurprised to find her sleeping. He crawled in behind her laying light kisses along her cheek and neck whispering for her to wake up. “Landon?” she finally asked huskily.

“I’m here, sweets.” He kissed her neck breathing in her freshly showered skin.

“I can’t do this.”

Shock reverberated through him quickly followed by anger. “Why the hell not?”

“Because it will hurt too much.”

Now he was confused. “What will?”

“When you leave. It will hurt too much. I can’t stand to be abandoned again.”

Reaching under her chin with his hand, he brought her head around so she could see the seriousness in his eyes as he told her, “You’re mine, Cecilia. No one, and I mean no fucking one is taking you from me. You included.”

“You can’t keep me,” she told him.

“I can and I will.”

Waking up to light kisses and sexily whispered words had Cecilia thinking she was still dreaming until Landon started making claims about owning her. Secretly thrilled that he wanted her so badly he was ready to claim her, she figured she should put up a bit of a fight.

He was moving awfully fast, more than she was even ready for. But she was also ready to be loved for who she was and Landon seemed to want her in spite of her flaws.

This can’t possibly be real. But it was.

“C’mon sweets, let’s go out,” he demanded softly.

The command in his voice had her thighs quivering in need, her heart racing to do as he pleaded. As he grabbed her hand to help her up, he pulled her to him. Landing against his chest, she looked into his intense gaze before his mouth descended on hers

One hand tangled in her hair, the other had a firm grip on her ass pulling her as close to him as she could get. The hard ridge against her soft stomach only served to have her squirming to feel him naked against her.

His lips were soft yet unyielding on hers. They took her to a place she’d never been before with the way he seemed to know when to push for more or when to slow down. A tug on her hair had her neck arching and a pleasure-filled gasp leaving her lips.

Taking advantage, he swept his tongue in her mouth to tangle with her own. Lost in his musky flavor, she hadn’t realized how tight her grip on his shirt was until he went to pick her up and she pulled it from his waistband.

They were both so lost in passion that he slammed her against the wall harder than he’d intended. “Fuck, sorry, sweets,” he told her nibbling on her neck, leaving small love bites along the way. Grinding his hard cock into her panty-covered core, she felt her juices leak from within wetting the thin piece of fabric between them.

Growling in her ear, he tore at the shirt she was wearing so buttons went flying in every direction. “Fucking gorgeous, but I need more.”

Passion-filled eyes held her gaze as he sucked one hard nipple into his mouth. With one hand back in her hair, he tugged hard so she was forced to arch her back, bringing her breasts closer to his greedy mouth.

“Gonna own you, sweets,” he mumbled just as he bit down on the tip of her nipple and pulled.

“Oh god, Landon!” she screamed as a small orgasm began to roll through her body. The flush that overcame her sent tingles along every sensitive nerve she had. She could feel her pussy pulsing to be filled; her heart beat so erratically she feared it would jump right out of her chest.

“Fuck me,” he ground out rocking against her core, hitting her clit with every pass and sending aftershocks of pleasure through her body.