Chapter 160: Chapter 128 Book 2 Chapter 51

Read Omega’s Possession by Jessica Hall Book 2 Chapter 51 – Standing in front of them, I hesitate.

All of them are eyeing me as if they are about to commit my murder if they didn’t get what they want. I don’t even know why I am so nervous, but perhaps it’s because this is the first time we’re doing it since we’ve all been home, or since before I had Scarlet.

“All of us.” Rhen growls.

“Together.” Raidon purrs, flicking my ear with his tongue.

Raidon grips the front of my towel, opening it and letting it fall to the floor at my feet.

They groan. I can feel their eyes on my body, drinking me in. I have to resist the powerful urge to cover my breasts that don’t quite sit as perky. My nipples tighten rather painfully at the attention I am receiving, when Thane’s calling slips out forcing me to relax. My head is whirling from need already, not only because of the calling, but because of them.

I swallow down the urge when Raidon’s calling slips out behind me, cocooning me in it. Thane’s command may not work, but it’s clear his calling does, and so does Raidon’s. It slivers through my body, tightening the hold it has on me, writhing through my blood and calling me to them, deep- rooted desire stealing my ability to think straight.

Rhen’s nostrils flare, but he doesn’t move. He can sense my need. Honestly, I’m more than certain that they can already smell my arousal perfuming in the room. “Do you know what we’re asking for?”

Thane asks, and I know. They didn’t want one at a time, but all of us. Together, that thought frightens and thrills me.

I all but whimper with need as Raidon’s hands move up my sides to cup my breasts. “Yes!” I breathe.

Raidon squeezes my breasts, the sensations from his warm hands crazy strong, and my knees shake.

The calling turns me into putty. I hate and love it all in one, crave them, as they call out that primal part to mate them.

Leon-sitting on the bed, whines in return as he palms his c**k through his shorts. “Stop teasing us, Thane,” Leon groans, and I watch his fangs pop out beneath his upper lip.

My gaze snaps to his burning eyes, the wolf side of him seeming to want to play with me as well, but he also wants to feed on me. He seems to stare right through me. With slow deliberation, he then nods at me. “Come here.”

My stomach twists with burning lust at his commanding tone.

Thane stares at me intently, taking in every inch of me. “Now turn around for us, Omega.”

Biting my lip, I comply, presenting my backside to him, if it means I could touch Raidon, his calling pressing me to move closer to him, to devour his flesh. His fingers tangle in my hair as my hands spread across his chest, my lips follow the path my hands make. Raidon chuckles, making me realize I am acting more animal than person, yet his calling only grows stronger. Some part of me accepts I will never have total control with them, not that I want it because I doubt I would have removed that towel and they know that.

I hear Rhen grunt with appreciation. “You have such a nice f**king a*s. I want to lick it, f**k…”

My cheeks burn with embarrassment as I startle briefly to my senses to remind me I am stark naked in front of them. That brief panic is forgotten when Raidon purrs thrums louder. My stomach tightens as arousal shoots through every inch of me, my core throbbing in anticipation for what is to come. Judging from their tented c**ks, I know it is only a matter of time.

“Tell me,” Raidon whispers, “Do you like getting sp*nked by Thane, baby?” he purrs, tilting my face to his.

Eagerly, I nod at his question when I know I should shake my damn head. I know it is the calling overriding my logic right now. “If…if that’s what you want.”

Thane groans, the sound of a deep rumble in his chest behind me sending electricity up my spine.

Good girl. Face me.”

“( I turn around, my whole body a shaking mass of nerves. Their tone, their demeanor, it is so erotic.

They are completely dominant at this moment. My body is throbbing with desire, close to release just from this and I suddenly crave their domination, yet fear what that means. Thane’s desire is seeping into me, fueling the fire burning through me.

“Are you afraid?” Rhen asks softly.

I shake my head.

“Are you turned on, then?” Raidon whispers, earning a smirk from Thane.

“Y-Yes,” I moan, though I know their keen sense of smell is probably able to deduce it before I can even say anything more. Rhen rubs a hand over the bulge in his boxers. I nearly lose it. The act of watching him touch himself sends my desire soaring.

A desperate sound escapes my throat.

Thane growls. “They want to mark you, Harlow. You need to mark them and mate with us. All of us. We won’t lose you again.” Thane warns me when his eyes flicker.

I nod, and my eyes grow wide. “We know after what happened you may not want to, so we’ll keep using the calling?” I know what is happening.

The wolf side of him needs to show who is in control, the only way it can, knowing his command can’t force me to do anything. Yet they are wrong. I don’t need to be coaxed or forced. I trust my mates and I no longer fear their calling, but revel in it. I know there is a high chance that at the end, I will be completely covered in bruises and scratches from how on edge they are for me to mark them.

“Say it,” he rumbles.

“I understand,” I choke out, my voice wrecked. My face flames at my following words. How so much had changed. “I like the calling,” I admit. That seems to surprise them.

I use to hate when they did it, used it against me, but now, I seek comfort in it, knowing when they are using it on me I am safe with them to let go, and trust them wholeheartedly. “More,” I groan as Raidon’s hands travel back down to my hips before slipping his hand between my legs. I suck in a breath as his fingers tease my slit, his lips devouring my neck.

“You sound so f**king turned on,” Leon muses, and I see the way he runs his tongue over his fangs.

The sight sends shock waves to my core and leaves a burning ache. I have the sudden urge to bare my neck to him, but don’t dare to move.

“Should I order Raidon to make you come?” Thane purrs, sitting up higher and leaning back on the headboard while Raidon’s fingers barely touch my heated flesh.

“I think our girl likes that idea,” Rhen murmurs, his eyes dropping to my glistening p**ssy. “Ask us nicely.” he smirks.

“Please,” The word tears from my throat as a low moan.

Thane snarls at my submissiveness as Raidon asks, “Please what?”

“Please, make me come,” I beg.

Thane’s eyes meet my own, burning a fire straight to my soul. Thane nods to Raidon, and his fingers move from barely touching to delving between my glistening folds as he shoves two fingers in me.