Page 45 of Possession

Rafael

The sun streams through the blinds, waking me, and I shift my attention to Ellie. Waking up with someone on my chest is new and never something I considered doing, more preferring the option of pumping and dumping. Even Oliver’s biological mother didn’t stay for the night. Our wedding night was a disaster. I was wasted and shocked I even managed to get my cock hard, and after doing the obligatory filling her with my cum, I left her room to continue drowning my sorrows in another bottle of scotch.

So, as much as having her small frame on me, against my beating heart, is an unfamiliar experience, it’s one I know I never want to be without. The thought of her not being on me has my muscles coiling and my teeth grinding, then I quickly shake away the thought and slide her off me so I can relieve myself.

I slip out of bed and drag a hand through my wayward hair as I glance into the mirror, then crack my neck from side to side and rest my palm over Oliver’s name. I need hers there too and our future children’s. My gaze latches onto her toiletry bag. I wonder if she’s pregnant now? Picking up the pills, I see they’re up to date; she’s taking them. That shouldn’t piss me off, but it does. Even though she’s none the wiser that they are fertility enhancers, I don’t like the thoughts of her taking birth control, especially after the sex we had last night where she embraced the idea of me putting a baby in her.

Flipping open the toilet lid and lifting the seat, I take a hold of my cock, aiming it into the bowl.

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

I glance over my shoulder and see my little doll covering her eyes with her palm. The fact we’re both butt naked in the bathroom and coated in dried cum, but she’s embarrassed by me pissing, causes me to chuckle.

“Come here, Little Doll.” I hold my free hand out to her.

She drops the hand covering her eyes, and her mouth falls open. “Y-your...” She waves her hand toward my cock.

I nod. “I know. Now come here.”

She swallows, and uncertainty plays out on her face. Then, as if banishing her thoughts, she shakes her head, sending her silky locks over her shoulders. Her hand slips into mine and I tug her by my side, wrapping my arm around her, then I kiss the top of her head. “Take Daddy’s cock in your hand while he pisses.”

I revel in the way she sucks in a sharp breath. “You want me to hold you?”

My cock twitches in my palm, but I try to ignore the arousal building inside me. Otherwise, taking a piss will become very difficult. “I want you to be a good little doll and relieve Daddy.” I gift her with another kiss, and her small hand reaches for me, setting my heart to thunder.

Jesus, tamper it down, Rafael, fuck. I grit my teeth, determined not to become too hard.

Handing myself over to her, she bites into her lip, and she looks adorable. “Point my cock into the toilet.” She nods while I stroke her hair with praise. “Such a good little doll for Daddy.”

I hiss when my piss finally makes an appearance, and don’t miss the proud smile on her pretty face that has me stifling a laugh.

When I’m finished, she bends toward the toilet tissue, but my hand shoots out and grips her wrist roughly to stop her.

I shake my head. “On your knees, Little Doll. You need to clean Daddy up.”

Her eyes widen. Then she nods, and I half expect her to run, but she surprises me when she kneels behind me and waits. I turn to face her, taking in her innocence, her beauty, and the way I spoil her with my darkness should cause me to step back and set her free, but I never claimed to be anything other than what I am, and she agreed to accept me. So, I’ll take everything from her, everything she willingly gave me.

She opens her mouth and pleasure zips through my veins. “My compliant little doll is such a good little slut for me.” I hold my cock out for her. “Clean the piss off your daddy.”

She leans up, her small tongue darts out, and my heart skips a beat, and then she licks along the ridge of my cock, and I groan. My hand finds her satin hair to hold her in place, and she dips her little tongue into my slit and swipes away the bead of piss remaining there. Jesus, that’s hot.

Fuck me, I’ve never experienced anything so erotic, so euphoric in my entire life. I’ve never been into watersports, it’s not something I’ve considered, but seeing her innocent face serving me so obediently, submissively, in such a filthy manner has me desperate to soil her even more. To push her to the brink, to my brink too. So, as she licks down my shaft and circles my balls, trailing her tongue back up to the tip, I take what I want from her. I tighten my grip on her hair, holding her head in place and thrust hard into her mouth, ignoring the shock on her face and the way her teeth scrape me. Then I use her throat vigorously while banding the other hand around her neck and tightening my hold on her. I can feel myself in her throat when I press the tips of my fingers against her. She gags and splutters, but it only spurs me on more. I thrust up harder, relishing the way her eyes bulge. Saliva drips between us as I fuck her throat with wild abandon while she claws at my thighs, then she moves her hands to grip onto my ass cheeks, only adding to my heightened state of need. Fuck, my little doll likes to fight, and I relish it.

Her brown eyes bore into me, pleading with me to take pity on her as tears stream down her face. “Pretty little doll,” I hiss. “Such a pretty”—my nostrils flare at the need to come—“fucking”—I thrust harder—“little”—I surge deeper, delighting in the feel of her warm throat—“doll.”

Cum shoots out of my cock, and I stumble at the force, causing her to gag further as I spill into her mouth.

“You possess me, Little Doll,” I coo as I slowly come down from my incredible high.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Rafael

We’ve been staking out our own fucking warehouse for the past four hours, and my ass is numb. I shuffle from side to side to try to ease the discomfort.

Staring toward our building, we know the dim light on means Stein is in there: the little shit who’s been stealing our weapons and is also potentially a rat.

Hence why we’re dealing with him ourselves until we know who is involved.

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