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- OBSESSION
- ALPHAHOLES #1
- GEMMA WEIR
- CONTENTS
- WARNING
- PROLOGUE
- THE BEGINNING
- STARLING
- THREE YEARS EARLIER
- SEBASTIAN
- STARLING
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- THE BEGINNING OF THE END.
- STARLING
- TWO AND A HALF YEARS LATER
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- EPILOGUE
- ONE MONTH LATER
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
- ALSO BY GEMMA WEIR
- OTHER AUTHORS AT HUDSON INDIE INK
“Don’t fucking move,” he warns, gripping my hip and keeping me in place as he aims the cell between my thighs again. “I want to remember this moment, my cum, mixed with your virgin blood.” Probing fingers stroke between my folds, then slowly push inside of my tender channel. “You’ll take all of my cum from now on, Starling, it’s all for you. Your cunt, your ass or your mouth, I won’t lose a drop, all of it will end up inside of you. You’ll be my wife and my cum slut, I’ll worship the ground you walk on and then pin you to our bed and force my dick into your cunt while you snarl and fight. I’m going to fuck you so often my cum’s going to be dripping out of you all day every day. Your panties are going to be permanently soaked with a mixture of our arousal so you’re always wet and ready for me to take.”
Tears escape my eyes and coat my cheeks. I’m angry that instead of pissing him off and hurting him with my behavior tonight, I ended up naked in his bed just like he wanted. My body is humming with the pleasure that he’s wrung from me and as much as I hate it, I love it in equal measure.
I’m sore and yet weirdly relaxed, it’s not a sensation I’ve ever experienced before and I don’t really know how to feel about it. The bed dips to the side of me, then an arm curls around my waist, pulling me back into Sebastian’s firm body.
“I won’t let you go, Starling, I couldn’t two years ago and I never will, not now I know how it feels to be inside you.”
“I’m on birth control, although you already know that, don’t you?”
“Not anymore, I removed them from your luggage earlier.”
“You can’t decide that. I’m eighteen, I’m not even sure I want kids and I definitely don’t want any now.”
“I want a houseful of babies that look just like you, so we might as well get started now.”
“What about what I want?” I ask quietly.
“The moment you ran away from me years ago, what you want stopped being important. I gave you a chance to come back to me, to be worshipped and adored, but you didn’t. Now you’ll do as you’re told and perhaps I’ll let you earn back some of the freedom that’s under my control, eventually.”
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Even though she’s naked, in my bed, my cum dripping out of her cunt, it still feels like she’s too far away. I’ve gone over two years without touching her, and now that she’s here I won’t ever let her go again, even if she hates me for it.
Since she ran from Florida and me, it doesn’t feel like I’ve taken a full breath, not being able to see her, to control her, to own her was like being a prisoner in my own psyche. I hadn’t realized how much I needed to have complete control of her until it was ripped away from me and now, I’ll do whatever it takes to never have to be without her again.