Possess: An Alpha Anthology

by Anthology

  “Now, Latch. You can taste her.”

  The intense way he says it is almost enough to set me off. I’m caught up in the different pleasures zooming through my body that I’m unprepared when I feel Latch’s mouth against my pussy. Sabre stands up, taking his cock from me, but I don’t have time to protest because he pushes me away from him, until I’m sitting up, straddling Latch’s head.

  “Ride him, Peaches. Fuck his face and ride him hard and take your pleasure,” Sabre urges me—right before taking my hair roughly in his hands and pulling my mouth to his cock again. I grind against Latch’s so hard, I’m probably smothering him. Rotating my hips, riding his tongue and hell, I think even his nose. Latch’s hands push into my ass cheeks which are still stinging, and he lets his fingers bite into them, adding to my need. Then he takes control of my movements, angling them just enough to make me feel like I’m about to explode. I brace myself on Sabre’s thighs, letting my hands hold him tightly as he continues fucking my mouth while I’m riding Latch.

  Eventually, Sabre pulls me off of his cock and I look at him through eyes that are hazy with lust. I’m so near to coming, just another second and I know I’ll tumble over the edge.

  “Are you close, Peaches?”

  “God, yes,” I groan as Latch’s tongue lashes against my clit. I try to bear down on his face. He uses his hold on me so that doesn’t happen. I grunt out in defeat. “Are you frustrated, sweetheart? Does that greedy little cunt need to come because you’ve got two men in here dying to fuck you?” He asks and I can’t stop a growl that breaks free.

  “Sabre let me come, damn it. Let me come,” I huff. My head tips back in pleasure as Latch continues to tongue fuck me and eat out my pussy but never giving me enough or in the right spot to carry me over the edge.

  “Are you sorry for making us worry now, Peaches? Do you see why it’s important to let me know what you’re doing? How much you’re loved and wanted?”

  Tears sting my eyes, and it’s not just because of being denied my pleasure. It’s the words. Loved and wanted. I am. For the first time in my life, I am—and by two amazing men. I’ve always known Latch felt that way, but I’ve tried to hide from it because I can’t give him what he needs. I was afraid to dream that Sabre felt that way. So the tears fall, and I let them.

  “I’m sorry, Sabre. I promise never to worry you, either of you again like that. Please, sweetheart.”

  He growls and pulls me off of Latch, and I cry in protest. I was so close. I’m on the edge and ready to break into a million pieces. I just need one touch. One touch will send me over. I reach down to do it myself, but I don’t get the chance.

  “It’s my pussy now, Peaches. All mine. I’ll tell it when to come, I’ll tell it how to come. You gave it to me. Remember?” Sabre questions.

  “Yes!” I cry out, thinking his punishment may kill me.

  He turns me around, yet again, my back to his front. The warmth of his body envelopes me as we slowly slide to the floor. He kisses on my shoulder, bites on the tender skin of my neck and follows an invisible trail up to my ear. His hands wrap in my hair again, harder this time, more intense. He pulls it back and his breath is against my ear.

  “You are mine. Every fucking, single inch of you is mine. Do not ever get that shit confused, Annie.”

  “I won’t…I couldn’t.” I tell him, gasping as his hands cup my soaked pussy.

  “You be a good little girl and suck Latch’s cock and make him come. You owe him that. So, I’m giving him that. Not you, me. You see the difference, Annie.”

  “Yes…” I do, absolutely. I’d never do this without Sabre wanting it and directing it.

  “This thing with Latch is special, Annie. So he gets to have the parts of you I’m willing to give him. You’re going to give it to him good. You’re going to suck him down like the greedy girl you are. But you gave me your pussy. I will be the one who decides when it gets cock. I will be the one to decide when it comes, how it comes and by whom. It’s mine. Understand?

  “God, yes,” I groan.

  “Good. Now suck off Latch and I’ll give your pussy what it needs.”

  I go back to my hands and knees once Sabre releases my hair. He leans over me, even in my haze I can feel him there. He places a tender kiss against my lower back.

  Latch has moved so he’s standing and holding his cock out for me. There’s emotion shining in his eyes that I don’t fully understand. I cup his balls in my hand first, rolling them with my fingers and then slide my tongue against them, using my hand to stroke his cock at the same time. I suck one ball in my mouth, gently torturing it before releasing and doing the other. Then I move to his cock, licking my way up to the tip. He’s different. The taste, the smell, texture…it’s all different from Sabre. It’s good, and I take a moment to savor and take the pleasure in before I swallow him down all the way to the root. He’s not as long as Sabre, so it’s easier. He is wide though, so he still stretches my mouth. I suck him hard, moving up and down on his cock and using my hand at the same time. I get so engrossed in what I’m doing that when Sabre slides his cock inside of me, I’m taken by surprise. I finish my downward thrust of Latch’s cock and rest there. My mouth and throat is stretched with Latch’s dick, my pussy stretched with Sabre’s and I’m loving every minute of it.Then Sabre starts moving and my desire hasn’t even come close to waning. Immediately, I feel my climax building. I quicken my movements, sucking him harder, using my tongue to bathe, torture, and tease with every stroke, my hand working him harder, up and down, so that I can use my throat and let him go deeper every time Sabre thrusts inside of me.

  We work together in some kind of three part dance that fits together perfectly because in no time, I’m coming. I come harder than I ever have before. I can feel my release rushing over Sabre’s cock deep inside of me. I stumble in the way I’m working Latch’s cock and he takes over. He puts both hands on my head and force feeds me his cock. There’s nothing sweet and loving about it. It’s hot, nasty, and so fucking good I barely finish coming before I shoot off again like a rocket. This one is more intense, and I lose track of everything except wave after wave of pleasure that pounds me. I feel Sabre’s cum jetting inside of me, each stream feeling as if it is a thrust itself. He’s seated so deep inside of me I know I’ll be wickedly sore tomorrow, and I’ll love every minute of it. Latch groans above me and I open my eyes and watch as complete satisfaction comes across his face. I get just a small taste of him before he pulls out of my mouth and finishes coming in his hand. I watch as the creamy pearl liquid runs down his hand and over his cock, and the sight of it along with the way Sabre’s fingers start working my clit send me over into another climax. This one is so huge, so fucking explosive, it scares me. I try to fight it off, but Sabre’s voice is in my ear, talking me through it, and I let him anchor me and give myself over to the orgasm, welcoming it.

  I think I black out for a minute, I’m not quite sure. When I open my eyes, Latch has cleaned up and his pants are zipped. I’m sitting on the floor in Sabre’s arms. Latch moves his fingers along my lips and has a melancholy smile that hurts me just a little.

  “You’re a special woman, Peaches,” he says kissing my head gently then leaves the room.

  I watch him go with more than a little sadness. Sabre kisses the top of my head and hugs me a little tighter, and I concentrate on him and my love for him.

  Chapter Seventeen

  Sabre

  I never thought I’d be completely owned by a woman. I am. I’m so fucking gone over this woman, there’s no coming back from it.

  I take Annie into our bath to wash off. We have a quick shower; she’s almost boneless from our workout so I bring her to our bed. Our little playtime was hotter than hell, but I am a possessive motherfucker. There’s no other man getting in Annie’s bed but me. I pull the sheet over us, hold her close, and think there’s nowhere on Earth that I’d rather be.

  “Is Latch going to be okay?” she asks and I knew she’d see it. My brot
her has had it bad for her, almost as long as I have. Latch and I are super close. We’re connected in ways that no one but the two of us knows, or will ever know. Tonight was my gift to him, but I’m a big enough bastard to admit, it was a gift to me, too. I fucking loved watching Annie be overcome and get so fucking hot, not just for me—but both of us. I loved watching every minute of her pleasure and Latch’s. It’s bigger than that, though. I liked being the one in complete control of both of their pleasures.

  “He’ll be fine, sweetheart. He knows the score. We’ll be playing again, sometime. As long as you liked it?”

  She’s quiet for a minute and I’m afraid she’s gone too far. She enjoyed it, but I don’t want it to be something she can’t live with. That’s the reason I gave her a safe word. Anything we do, I need both of us to be in it a hundred percent.

  “Annie?”

  “I did, but…”

  “But?” I ask, knowing fear because I want this again. Not often, but I do want it. I was hoping she’d feel the same.

  “It sounds awful, Sabre.”

  “Tell me, sweetheart. Never be afraid to tell me anything.”

  “I loved it. It was hot and even now I could see wanting it again, but…”

  “But, what?”

  “It would kill me if you were with another woman. I couldn’t take it. I think it would destroy me. Now that we have done this, I mean you’d be in your rights, but I just couldn’t…Oh, God…”

  “Shhh…Sweetheart, don’t get yourself so worked up,” I tell her bringing her head at an angle so she can see me. I use the pads of my thumb to wipe away the tears. “Annie, I love you. You own me, woman. I will never want another woman in my life, but you. Only you.”

  “But, what we did here…”

  “Happened because all three of us wanted it. You didn’t cheat on me, Annie. We had hot fucking sex with a close friend. Someone we both care about. There’s nothing wrong in that, there’s no shame in it, and it’s not a sign that we don’t belong to each other.”

  “You’re sure?” She asks, searching my face.

  “I’m completely sure. We’re it, Annie. You and me woman are a lifetime thing. You know that, right?”

  Her tears start again and I can’t keep up to stop them, but she’s smiling, so I figure it’s okay.

  “I love you, Sabre. I love you so much.”

  “Enough for a lifetime?” I ask.

  “Enough for several,” she answers and that’s all the answer I need.

  I lean over the side of the bed and reach under to the box I had stored there a few days ago. I’ve been waiting for the right time, and I don’t think there can be a more perfect one than now.

  I pull out the white box and she sits up like a little kid excited for Christmas.

  “What’s this?”

  “Open it and see,” I laugh as she claps her hands.

  She rips into the box quickly, giggling madly and pushing the tissue paper inside away. All laughter stops though as she puts her hand on the leather cut inside. Her fingers graze over the Devil’s Blaze emblem and then tremble as she takes in the white patch underneath.

  Property of Sabre.

  I wait for a response. It seems like forever.

  “A lifetime worth of love,” she whispers.

  “Several,” I correct her.

  “Put it on me,” she says, holding it up. I shake my head but do her bidding. She is on her knees leaning over me, naked as the day she was born, except for the leather Devil’s Blaze cut and my dick goes hard as a rock. She’s never been prettier. There has never been anything sexier in my life, than her. “I want you to make love to me now. Just like this. I want to have you inside of me while I’m wearing your colors. I need you to make love to me, Sabre.

  I can do nothing but give her what she wants—what we both want.

  The End.

  Dear Readers,

  It’s such an honor to be part of this anthology. I have been a long time fan of so many. I hope you enjoyed the short story of Anna and Sabre. This story went a direction I never saw coming and I have a sneaky suspicion there is much more to their story. The Book to look for in this series next is Skull’s story. Captured. The following book will be Burned and that will be Torch’s story. This is a brand new Series for me and very different from my Savage MC Crew. I love to hear from readers and you can find and contact me at any of the links below!

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  Tormented by a Dangerous Man

  Cleo Peitsche

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  Chapter One

  As I pulled into the parking lot of the Stroop Finders temporary office building, my brother sent yet another text: I know you’re getting my messages.

  I ignored it, just like I’d ignored the last five he’d written.

  He sent another: If you don’t respond ASAP, I’m going to tell Corbin you’re missing.

  Now that was a threat I couldn’t ignore. Corbin Lagos was 6’3” of dominant billionaire. He was lethal and overprotective, and I didn’t need him running to my rescue.

  Immediately, I texted back: Waiting for the elevator. Calm down!

  So much for hiding.

  I entered the office and came to an immediate halt. The receptionist was away, but a twenty-something guy with orange-red hair and no chin was seated on one of the couches, fiddling with his phone.

  What stopped me wasn’t merely the fact of his presence—bounty hunting companies don’t get a lot of walk-in business. And it wasn’t only because I was putting off facing my brother.

  It was the tense way the stranger was sitting, like if he relaxed, someone might cuff him and deliver him to the county jail. I couldn’t be sure from where I was standing, but his face looked damp with perspiration.

  He must have felt my stare because his head jerked up. Maybe he didn’t have a chin, but his nose more than made up for it, bringing the amount of real estate on his face up to average.

  He gave me a close-mouthed smile and a wave of the fingers.

  I tilted my head. “Do I know you—”

  Rob seemed to appear out of nowhere to grab my arm. “We need to talk.” He began towing me toward his office.

  “Who the hell is that?” I asked, looking over my shoulder.

  “No idea. Someone waiting to see Dad,” he said dismissively as he pulled me into his office and closed the door behind us. “I’ll forgive you for ignoring my calls if you please, please, please tell me you were able—”

  “Maybe he’s your replacement,” I whispered, my gaze darting to my twin brother’s red hair, which was much darker but red nonetheless.

  “Yeah, funny. I’m guessing from the stalling that you didn’t have any luck with Chaew.”

  And there it was. I sighed and slumped into one of Rob’s chairs. “No. It’s an empty lot. Unless he’s living in the sewers, he’s not hiding there.”

  Damon Chaew wasn’t the biggest bounty we’d ever pursued, but he’d seemed like easy money when Rob had pitched the idea, and we needed cash. Badly. A man in his thirties with no criminal background should have been relatively easy to find, but Chaew owned a lot of real estate.

  “Then we have a problem,” Rob announced.

  “When do we ever not have a problem?”

  “I seem to recall smooth sailing up until a couple of months ago,” he said, though the truth was that things had gotten difficult roughly a year ago. “You didn’t find anything we can use?”

  “Well, I learned a new curse in a language I don’t speak, was asked how much I charge for a blow job—”

  “Ok, ok.”

  “But I’m not done. I stepped on a rusty nail that didn’t quite go all the way through my sneaker.” I kicked out my leg to show Rob the hole in my shoe. He didn’t look impressed.

  Usually I was the one freaking out whil
e Rob cracked jokes, but in the middle of an abandoned lot, stepping over used condoms and broken syringes, I’d decided I just didn’t give a fuck anymore.

  And now Rob was ruining my zen calm. I knew what he was going to say. I knew what the stakes were.

  Rob leaned against his desk and crossed his arms. “I’ll just wait until you’re back to normal.”

  “Fine, I’m normal,” I said. “What’s the problem?”

  “I saw an interesting posting about twenty minutes ago.”

  “No,” I said, but Rob didn’t take it back.

  Goddammit. Our exclusive contract for Chaew was now up for grabs. “Tell me the information we dug up isn’t included in the case notes.”

  Rob’s lips turned down even more at the corners. “They can’t have posted anything you found today…”

  I threw my hands up. “Well, I don’t know what to tell you. I can’t magically make leads appear out of thin air, and I don’t have a crystal ball to consult whenever I need to summon a vision of the future.”

  “Audrey, it’s $300,000. I practically begged to get the account. We need that money.”

  I stared into my brother’s worried brown eyes, and just like that, the whole of reality came crashing back down around me. Suddenly I did give a shit again. I’d known it wouldn’t last, but I’d hoped for a longer respite.

  There was one thing that could help Stroop Finders, and I’d been working my ass off trying to avoid doing it.

  “We can’t keep asking Corbin,” I said flatly. “It’s illegal, and it’s not doing us any favors in the long run. At some point we’re going to have to rebuild our network of contacts.” Plus it wasn’t healthy for me to keep going to Corbin for favors. He never complained, but that sort of thing would put a strain on any relationship.

  It was even trickier for the two of us. I now lived in his ridiculously expensive condo, but he wouldn’t accept a penny of rent. He paid for the food, the housekeepers… for everything. He bought me expensive clothes and jewelry. That was already enough to make me uncomfortable, but there was more.