Page 37 of Insane Obsession

“Let them see,” he growls, nipping at my throat. “Let them see how you belong to me.”

When we pass the cocktail bar, I don’t miss the stares: Jess and Lea, Levi andhim.David looks pissed. And drunk.

“Looks like someone can’t hold their drink,” Bran sings, enough for him to hear. We leave the party and head back to the room with the magnificent Christmas tree.

My mouth falls open when I see a small musical ensemble sitting in the far corner. Their backs face us. When the door falls closed behind us, they start playing a Christmas song.

Bran grabs my hand and circles around me, spinning me around. “Some privacy to dance since big parties aren’t really your thing.”

“Did you—” I look at the musicians. “Did you do this for me? How?”

“Yes. And as for the how—” He presses my back against his chest, and we sway to the rhythm. “You’d be surprised at all the things we can get done. Better get used to it, flower.” His cock slides against my ass, and I groan when it dips into the curve between my ass cheeks. His hands stroke over my stomach and pecs, holding me close.

“This is your life from now on. Whatever you wish for, you will have.” His lips find the dip between my throat and collarbone kissing me, and cupping my thickening cock. He squeezes it, then traces its length with his fingertips, the featherlight touch making me impatient with need.

“Please.”

“What do you need?”

“I don’t know,” I pant. I roll my hips against his.

“I thought we were just dancing?” He teases.

“Liar.”

He chuckles. “I guess you’re right.”

My pants are opened and pushed down my thighs before I can say anything. “You’re so fucking perfect in lace,” Bran lets out in a hushed whisper of awe. His hands skid over the soft material until they reach my sensitive flesh. I moan as goosebumps spread on my flushed skin. He makes me feel sexy and wanted, makes me feel vulnerable yet strong.

All at the same time.

He lowers the soft material over the curve of my ass and spits onto my crease, rubbing his saliva onto my skin. “Let’s show Castor what he’s missing.”

His finger slide inside me before I can clench my muscles, and I bite the inside of my mouth at the sudden sting.

“Ssh. Relax for me,” Bran croons. “I’ll make you feel so good, flower.”

He takes his time loosening me up. One slick finger becomes two, and he dribbles some more spit onto my ass.

I pant and moan when he fingerfucks my ass, hitting my prostate with every jab. My knees go to buckle but his arm is around my waist to keep me from falling. Then he finally replaces his fingers with his cock. Slowly, inch by inch, he slides inside of me. The music a reminder we are not in here alone.

“See that, brother, see how well I’m looking after our baby boy?” He mumbles.

I turn over my shoulder, surprised. “Are you filming me?”

“Hmm…I am. Got to show him what he’s missing.” Bran grabs my hip tight as he rocks into me. When he hits my prostate with the head of his dick, I let out a cry. “Yesss,” he hisses. “That’s a good boy. Does that feel good?”

“Yes.” I choke. It feels fucking amazing.

“That’s it. Take all of me. Let me fuck you, own you, share you.” He pants in my ear as he keeps up his furious speed. “I’m gonna come, sweetheart. Fuck, look what you’re doing to me.”

He pulls out of me and spins me around, pushes me onto my knees, and feeds me his cock. I look up, watching him in all his unhingeness, his cock entirely stuffed in my mouth. It hits the back of my throat, and I gag. Bran’s mouth is slack, nostrils flared, and his cheeks are flushed from the effort.

“Fuck, sweetheart,” he moans. “You suck me so good. Take it all. Take it.” He comes with a feral growl and fills my throat with his release. It’s too much for me to swallow. The corners of my lips leak, and he watches it intently, humming while his body trembles from his climax.

Finally, he relaxes. “My come spilling out of your mouth.” His thumb brushes over the corner of my lip. “That’s got to be one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen. I could just watch you, kneeling in front of me like this, with lips wet from my release, every single minute of my life.”

I blink. “But you won’t. Right?”

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