Once You're Mine (Possessing Her)

by Morgan Bridges

Family isn’t defined by a number of people or the social construct. It’s defined by the number of heartbeats, shared laughs, and a love that goes beyond borders or restrictions.

That’s where monsters hide. Not out in the open, but under your bed and in your closet. Within your home and other places where you’re most vulnerable. Where they can be close to you.

“You need me. Not this fucking job or anything else,” he says.

“I will always chase you.”

“Fear is healthy. It keeps you from hurting yourself.”

She’s not only gotten under my skin but inside my blood. A person can’t survive without it, without that life force. She is mine. My reason for feeling alive. My reason for feeling enraged. My reason for feeling anything at all.

“I refuse to be alone in my obsession,”

“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.”

There’s nothing and no one more important than her.

This woman seduces me at night and amuses me in the day. So unique. So mine.

“I’ve got you, Callie. You’re safe with me. I’ll never let anything hurt you. Anyone who tries will suffer.

The world is full of darkness, so why not try to be the light in someone’s day?

Vulnerability is hard to deal with, let alone exposing it to another.

“Now that I’ve caught you, I intend to keep you, Callie.”

“You belong with me. To me.”

“You can fight it all you want, but we both know it’s pointless. What’s happening between us is inevitable, and I’ll do everything within my power to get you to accept it.”

Even so, I enjoy both sides of him. Just as the Earth needs both the day and the night, the light and dark, so do I.

“What about the fact that I don’t want you to experience pain in any capacity unless it’s the pain of my cock driving into your cunt? What about the idea that you’re hurt because you’re so fucking scared of me that you don’t realize I would kill someone to keep you safe? Fuck my car. I want your blood on it, my cock, and anywhere else that’d mark me as yours.”

“You don’t need to worry about me.” “I don’t know how to stop myself.”

“Because you’re in my blood, Callie. Underneath my skin. No matter how hard I try, I can’t cut you out without killing myself in the process.”

“But I don’t want normal if it means I can’t have you.”

“There are things worse than death. In fact, sometimes killing is a mercy.”

I’ll never leave you. Not in this life or whatever comes after. You are mine. And I will burn this world to fucking ashes before I let anything take you from me. Or me from you.”

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

“I will always come back to you,

I’d do anything to be whatever she needs me to be.

Not only does Calista soothe me, she makes me feel like I’m home.

“Sometimes you just click with someone in a way that sets your soul on fire, and that’s okay. It’ll be fine as long as you listen to your instincts and make sure you get what you need too.”

My heart, wherever that fucker might be, bleeds for her.

This woman could bring me to my knees if she’d only ask.

Calista Green owns me body and soul, with my heart not far behind.