Once You're Mine (Possessing Her)

by Morgan Bridges

Most women are delicate, in need of protection. But only in the physical sense. Emotionally, they are more intelligent, more in tune with the feelings that tend to dominate their lives.

Specifically, the soft, tender ones: adoration and compassion. Whether that’s caring for another, or even love. Whatever the name, they lead to weakness. Which results in pain and suffering.

never would’ve guessed that Mr. Bennett, the prosecuting attorney who tried to imprison my father, would be the same man who also possessed a degree of chivalry. Or that he’d execute it on my behalf.

“You need me. Not this fucking job or anything else,” he says. “Now, get in the car before I carry you.”

“Don’t try to run,” he says, staring into my eyes. “I can see you want to, but don’t.” “Why?” “I will always chase you.”

“Stop looking at me like that.” I flick my gaze to his. “What?” “Stop looking at me like you want my hands on your body.” He inhales as if to keep a hold on himself, his knuckles turning white as he grips the steering wheel. “If I touch you, I won’t ever stop.”

“I agree, Callie.” I sneak a glance at him. “No one’s ever called me that.” “And no one else ever will.”

A need that not only lingers but is stronger now that she moaned my name.

“I refuse to be alone in my obsession,” I grit out between clenched teeth. “You will suffer like me. I’ll accept nothing less. Then, maybe we can ease the desperation in one another as I fuck you until there’s nothing left of me, until I’ve lost myself in you so completely that I no longer recognize myself.”

I’m trailing my fingers down her cheek, a sample I can’t deny myself. She hums in her sleep and leans into my touch. “Dreaming of me?” I whisper. “You better fucking be.”

“She is a person of great interest to me and should be shown the ultimate respect at all times. Whenever she requests to speak to me, you will contact me immediately and put all of my other plans on hold. There’s nothing and no one more important than her. Understood?”

“Please, baby,”

“That’s unfair, but I’ll never deny you.” He grinds his cock into me, causing my breath to hitch. “I’d give you anything if it meant I’d get to keep you.”

“I’ll fuse your broken pieces with mine. Together, we’ll be whole, Callie.”

“Good night, Mr. Bennett.” “Good night, baby.”