Possession

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Liam had been watching us. I could feel his eyes on us, but I was not ready to face him.

I heard the cheering sound of people while Rush kept me hidden inside his chest.

And I was glad for it. I was glad for his support. Even though he himself was in pain, he was helping me get through everything that was happening around me.

People kept screaming and cheering and laughing and praying for the couple while tears dripped down my cheek silently. They prayed and wished for the well being and happiness of the couple while I struggled to breathe.

Rush's one hand covered my ear. His own heart was thudding so loudly in his chest that I could hear the sound of it through his chest throughout the cheering of people.

Liam was breaking our heart in front of our own eyes.

"Are they married?" I whispered.

"Yes, baby." Rush replied in my ear softly.

"I want to get out of here." I replied. My voice hitching and breaking the sentence into hundreds of pieces.

In the next second, my hand was clutched into Rush's hand and I was being pulled out of that place without a word.

*****

A Week Later

I woke up with Rush's arms keeping me captured under his arms. His head was buried inside my chest, between my breasts while his one leg was thrown out between my thighs.

As soon as I stirred, coming awake and opening my eyes, I felt his head slithering upwards while his lips traced up the path from my breasts to my neck and my cheek.

His face came up to my eye level. His were staring down at me like I was the only thing that he wanted to see first thing in the morning.

His hand travelled up and squeezed my heavy boob possessively and his fingers started playing with my nipple, squeezing and pinching the tiny tip until it was erect and red.

And at the same time, his leg that was in between my thighs pressed in to my pleasure spot. Rubbing it.

"Mmmhh.." A moan left my lips as it became impossible to go back to sleep with him doing unspeakable things to my body.

"Babe." He said in a low voice.

I did not answer to him. I just pressed my body deeper into his hands. Trying to get more than what I was getting.

"Are you awake now?" Rush asked. The tempo of his assault increasing on my body.

"No. Not yet." I whispered with my eyes closed, "needs more work."

He chuckled at my words. And then without a warning, he pushed my legs apart and slammed his entire length into me, making my eyes snap open and my back arch up with a loud moan.

"Now you are awake." He teasingly.

But he did not give me a moment to answer because he started to pound his cock into me with full force.

His hard rod fucked me as he pushed my back into the mattress and climbed up on me.

All the while I could hear his ragged breath as he fucked me raw. His hand was busy in exploring my body, squeezing it where he knew would elicit a moan from me.

His head dropped down to pull a nipple in his mouth. But not to lick or suck, but to bite it hard.

"Oh god.." I whimpered immediately and tried closing my thighs in an attempt to dull the force of pleasure.

But Rush did not let me. His hand grabbed my thigh and pushed it more far apart as his cock kept going in and out of my pussy harshly. His mouth that was attached to my nipple came up to stare into my hooded eyes.

"Now I am your god, baby." He growled, "moan my name."

His hand slithered down to where we were joined and his thumb pressed in, rubbing my clit.

"Rush!" I screamed his name while my body shot up from the bed. His cock slid in even deeper and touched my G- spot.

I cum gushing underneath him. I heard him growl and if it was even possible, his pace of fucking me increased even more.

As I kept cumming and cumming, shuddering under his body, I heard him force out ragged breaths and cum inside me after a few more, rough strokes.

When he was satisfied, his head dropped down on my chest. His breaths fanning my nipple.

A few seconds later his head came up to look at me. His right hand pushed aside the hairs that had covered my forehead and kissed me deeply.

When he had made sure that I was breathless, he pulled back and whispered,

"I have a piece of bad news, sweetheart."

My eyebrows scrunched up in confusion, "What kind of bad news?"

He waited for a second to force the words out of his mouth,

"You and I need to move to my pack house."