His Possession

Chapter Thirty-Seven:

LUCA'S POINT OF VIEW:

I held Emily's body close to mine, knowing that I couldn't let anything happen to her. Ever. Damon wasn't ever going to get ahold of her again. I knew that she could handle herself, as she made that perfectly clear with Talia earlier; but Damon was a lot different. He wouldn't hesitate to kill her if it meant getting to me.

He was a sick son of a bitch like that.

Emily's breathing hitched, and I knew that she had fallen asleep. I stilled against her body, feeling her ass press into my groin. Why did all women feel the need to do this? I pushed my body back slightly and sighed. She had me wrapped around her finger, or did I have her wrapped around mine? Literally.

I thought back to a few minutes ago. My body was still humming from that orgasm, since it was probably the best one I've ever had in my entire life. My legs were shaking slightly, and so were hers. She felt so goddamn good. It's like her body was made to be fucked by me.

I tried to shrug off those thoughts, as it would just get me aroused again and decided to rest. Tomorrow was an important day, and I couldn't risk anything.

Next day; (Again, I'm lazy)

My body twitched slightly as I woke up from my deep sleep. I glanced over at Emily, who was still asleep. I sat up and ran my hand over my eyes, attempting to wake myself up. My phone chirped and I grabbed it off the nightstand.

The time read 11:30AM. Christ. Why did I have to sleep so long?

Emily suddenly stirred and I raised my eyebrows. That's why. I guess I had caught some of he laziness. I sighed and pulled myself out of bed, needing to get dressed for the long day ahead of me.

I quickly scrambled into my suit for the day and stepped out of the room cautiously. I didn't want to wake Emily, she needed her rest and I also didn't want to deal with her morning attitude right now.

I walked downstairs, needing to find Tyler and make sure the men were prepared. Even though I had decided that Tyler would stay here with Emily, I needed to talk to him and ensure everything was going according to the new plan.

I made it down the stairs in a few seconds, and noticed Tyler speaking to a round of men. I guess he was already getting everything ready for this afternoon.

"Tyler," I called out and caused him to turn around. "I want you to stay here with Emily today. I need her to be watched by someone I trust." I paused. "I want you to get all the men ready for me. I need double the normal amount and all the guns." I stated as his face dropped slightly.

He was smirking at me, but now his face was blank. What was with him? Why was he being so smug? My thoughts were interrupted when he spoke back up.

"Are you sure? I always go with you." Tyler insisted and I shook my head.

"I need you to watch Emily. I don't know what Damon is planning, and since most of the men will be with me, I need someone here for her." I gave him a small nod and watched his head shake with a curt nod.

I glanced over at Vincent who was smirking at us. "Babysitting again, eh?" My head snapped over to him and I narrowed my eyes, causing his smirk to disappear from his face in matter of seconds.

"Would you rather do it?" Tyler growled back at Vincent, who shifted around in his position against the wall.

He opened his mouth to speak but I cut him off. "No. I asked you Tyler, and I don't want to hear anymore bitching about the matter." I adjusted my suit and raised my eyebrow at Tyler, who once again nodded.