Page 67 of Possession

He’s standing at the island mixing up what I assume is cookie dough. That’s fine.

Whatisn’tfine is the fact that Quinn is also in the kitchen.

Quinn looks up from washing vegetables when I appear in the doorway. He stills when I growl at him.

“Roman,” Lucas calls.

I turn my attention to him but keep Quinn in the corner of my eye.

Lucas takes a deep breath. He knows he’s in trouble, but he speaks up anyway.

He says, “Quinn was already working in here when I arrived.”

I stalk toward Lucas. “And you came in here anyway.”

“Yes. It’s nice to be around other people sometimes. He hasn’t bothered me at all. He’ll barely speak to me.”

A new, ugly feeling moves through me. “But you’d like him to?”

“You’re taking this wrong,” he tells me, clearly sensing the shift in my anger.

Quinn turns off the water and moves like he’s about to depart. I send him a sharp look. “You don’t get to leave. Lucas wants you here.”

Quinn stills, wary but not afraid. I return my attention to Lucas and find that color has bloomed in his cheeks. He’s breathing harder.

I make my approach slow and predatory. I want him to understand what’s coming before it happens. I half expect him to run, but he doesn’t. Because he trusts me? Or because he wants this?

When I reach him, he shivers. I cage him against the counter. When I reach for the open jar of coconut oil and scoop some out, he sucks in a breath. If he wasn’t sure before, he is now.

I tug down his sweatpants, exposing both his luscious ass and his hard cock. So. He does want this.

It pisses me off.

I slide my fingers between Lucas’s ass cheeks to lube his hole briefly before spearing my fingers into it. I scissor him open. Though he cries out, he also pushes back onto my hand. When I unzip my pants and grab my stiff cock to slick it, Lucas leans against the counter.

He pants as my dick presses between his ass cheeks. He moans as I start to penetrate him. He opens for me as I push inside. It feels good, but I’m mostly focused on things around me. Lucas, who’s giving himself so completely to this. Quinn, who glances at us now and then. The doorways, just in case.

When I start fucking Lucas, it’s more purpose than pleasure. But pleasure creeps in anyway as Lucas moans and clenches on me.

I wrap my hand around his neck and pull him upright against me while I continue to assault his ass with deep thrusts.

“You like that he’s watching?” I grit out by Lucas’s ear.

When all I get is a moan, I growl, furious, and fuck him harder until he’s making desperate little sounds, writhing, and bracing one foot on the side of the island. His cock is leaking profusely, and when I ram into his prostate again, cum leaps from it.

The sight has me biting hard on his shoulder and jackhammering into his ass. More ropes of cum leap from his flushed dick, and it’s too much. I shout and bury myself deeper inside him, shooting my load into his ass. I strain upward as my cock kicks through the hard, angry release. It must be kicking against his prostate because he leaks more with every pulse,spilling now down the hard length of his dick while he moans and spasms against me.

I’m still so damn angry that I squeeze his throat, but it only makes him shudder.

I growl against him, “If you wanna be around other men, you’ll do it with my cum in your ass—so you remember who you belong to.”

I don’t know what I expect in response to that but certainly not what I get—which is Lucas turning his face toward me and making a soft, submissive, contented sound. It confuses me.

I loosen my grip on Lucas’s throat. As I pull out of his ass, his foot drops from the side of the island. He turns my way and huddles up against me.

My anger trips over itself as I close my arms around him and hold him there. I don’t understand, but I can’t help softening to him. I pet his hair.

There’s a towel on the island. I snag it and use it clean the excess oil from Lucas’s ass. My ministrations have some of my cum leaking from his hole, but I leave it. I meant what I said. I want it there. I reach between us and gently clean his dick before pulling up his sweatpants.

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