Free Possessed by Thayer King Page B

“Are you interested in him? Am I
screwing something up for you?”
    “Yes,”
she lied. She couldn’t use physical force to get rid of him. Perhaps emotional
ties would do the job. “I’ve always respected Dr. Larsen. He’s one of the
kindest men I know.”
    He
studied her for a second before a grin stretched his lips. “What’s his first
name?”
    “It’s…”
She floundered. She couldn’t recall ever hearing him called anything other than
Dr. Larsen. “Lars,” she lied at last.
    Sebastian
laughed. “Lars Larsen?” He rounded the counter, closing in on her. “You
couldn’t come up with a more plausible name?”
    “That’s
his name.”
    “Mmm.”
He stroked his chin, appearing to consider it. The stubble on his jaw made a
slight rasping sound as his long fingers passed over it. “He’s practically twice
your age.”
    “I
like mature men.” She stepped back as he crowded her. He advanced until her
back was against the wall. Keva glared at him. “Sebastian—”
    “Keva,
I’m going to tell you a secret.” He lifted her, wedging his body between her
thighs. Dropping his head to hers so that their gazes locked, he said, “One
day, it’s going to be just you and me. You are mine. I’ve wanted you since I
had my first wet dream about you.”
    She
sought to put distance between them, but he wouldn’t allow it. “You and me?”
His hands were beneath her dress, working on shifting her panties and lowering
his briefs. She struggled even as his fingers stroked her wet folds.
    “You
and me,” he repeated. His smile was evil as he said, “Sebastian thinks that I’m
his alter ego. That one day, he’ll swallow me down and be done with me. Truth
is he’s the anomaly. I’m what we grow up to be. He’s a coward. Afraid to
take what he wants. I, on the other hand, take ”— he buried his cock to
the hilt in her pussy. She cried out at the sudden intrusion— “what is mine,”
he continued. “I take what I want.” He thrust again, his hips shoving her up
the wall.
    She
braced herself on his shoulders as he pumped himself into her. He was anything
but gentle. Fortunately, she was wet and aroused from their previous amorous
play. He cupped her buttocks and arched her into his thrusts so that his cock
tunneled deeper. When he hit her G-spot, she shivered and moaned. It was so
hard to recall why she’d been fighting this with him buried so deeply inside of
her. The pleasure was decadent and overpowering. Her head fell back, and her
eyes fluttered closed.
    “Look
at me.”
    Panting,
she locked gazes with him. His midnight-blue eyes flashed silver before
darkening to almost black. She bit her lip. He was watching her like he owned
her, like he would never let her go. It was an overwhelming sensation and one
she didn’t want to dwell on. Instead, she allowed herself to drown in carnal
bliss. Squeezing him with her thighs, she used her legs to draw him closer.
    She
felt her orgasm nearing and apparently, so did Sebastian. He moved faster,
harder, pushing her over the precipice until she was crying out. She prepared
herself for the hit of his psychic power as he swelled and pulsed inside her.
He growled and buried his face in her neck.
    He
squeezed her and then lowered her to the floor. Keva frowned. He hadn’t shared
his psychic energy with her. “Why—”
    He
stroked her cheek. “I’m not ready to let you go yet. Sebastian won’t let us
have you. So I have to act for us. We need you.” He shoved at his briefs and
they slid to his ankles. He stepped out of them. Bending at the knees, he
scooped her up and carried her to the bedroom.
     
    ****
     
    Sebastian’s
chest was glued by sweat to Keva’s back. Her caramel skin gleamed in the soft
lighting cast by her bedside lamp. His fingers were linked with hers where he
held them above her head. A pillow rested beneath her abdomen and he had her
thighs splayed wide. His cock was buried deep inside her wet pussy, pulsing as
it filled her with his