Possess Me (Corrupted Royals #5) Read Online Michelle Heard

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Mafia Tags Authors: Series: Corrupted Royals Series by Michelle Heard
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Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 80207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
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Lowering my hands to his belt, I undo it before unbuttoning his dress pants and pulling down the zipper.

I push my hands beneath the fabric, and my eyes dart up to his as I nudge the fabric down his legs.

Alek kicks off his shoes, and stepping out of his pants and boxers, he removes his socks.

I move in behind him so I can see his back, and emotion wells in my chest from all the scars crisscrossing over his skin. I trail my fingers over the marks, clearly remembering every strike of the whip.

Pressing my face to his back, I whisper, “I never got to thank you for everything you did to protect me.”

“You don’t have to thank me,” he murmurs.

I walk around him again, and when we’re standing face-to-face, I drink in the sight of his muscled body.

His cock is bigger than I remember, and I hope to God it doesn’t hurt like the first time we had sex.

Alek grips hold of my hips and tugs me against his body. Feeling his hardness pressing against my stomach, my cheeks flush.

“It’s the first time I’ve been fully naked in front of a man,” I admit.

When I lost my virginity, the guy was in such a hurry because we were parked at a mall, we didn’t even undress.

The second time I had sex was when Alek and I were forced.

The third time it was too dark to see anything.

A smile spreads over Alek’s face. “So I’m the only man who will ever see you naked?”

When I nod, a look of satisfaction tightens his features.

Alek lifts a hand and brushes my hair out of my face. “Good.”

“You’re such a caveman,” I tease him.

He lifts me from my feet, and a moment later, my back hits the mattress. He crawls over my body but pauses before lying down. “Do you have condoms?”

I shake my head, and the look of devastation on his face almost makes me laugh.

“I’m on the pill.”

Instantly he frowns at me. “Why? You’re not sexually active.”

“It’s to regulate my periods. They were all over the place after I gave birth to Vincent.”

“Christ,” he mutters as he slumps down on top of me.

Feeling his full weight and naked body against mine has my desire for him skyrocketing.

Alek stares into my eyes, his love for me making the golden flecks shine.

He lowers his head, and his mouth claims mine again.

God, I could get lost in his kisses.

His hands move over my body, and it feels like he’s trying to memorize every curve and inch of my skin.

Moving my hands to his shoulders, I brush my fingers down his muscled back. Reaching the dip of his lower back, I almost hesitate before I grip his ass.

God.

While Alek kisses me with a burning passion, he braces his forearm next to my head, and reaching down between us, he adjusts himself at my entrance.

He breaks the kiss, and pressing his forehead to mine, our eyes lock. “Ready?”

“Yes.”

The corner of his mouth lifts, and with a world of love in his eyes, he slowly pushes inside me.

The air tenses, and something vibrates between us. My heart fills with uncontrollable love, and I quickly become emotional.

There’s an uncomfortable pain, but nothing unbearable as he fills me completely, and then some.

With his pelvis pressed to mine, we’re finally one after the longest four years of our lives.

We keep staring at each other, and I see the boy I learned to love under traumatic circumstances. I also see the man who never stopped loving me.

I see my past, present, and future.

Totally overwhelmed, my face crumbles, and I sob, “I love you so much, Alek.”

His eyes mist up, and I see the same emotions on his face. There’s intense relief as well.

His voice is hoarse as he says, “Thank you for coming back to me.”

“I was right here waiting for you,” I whisper.

Our bubble wraps around us, and just like in the dark room, there’s only us as Alek begins to move.

“You’re even tighter than I remember,” He groans.

At first he keeps a slow pace giving me time to adjust to his size, but the moment the sound of my arousal fills the air, his features tighten, and he loses control.

“Fuck, it’s been forever. I’m not going to last long.” His voice is hoarse, and his body quivers.

I open my legs as wide as I can to give him full access to me, and placing my hands on his shoulders, I dig my nails into his skin. “You feel so good.”

Alek lifts his chest off mine, and bracing both hands on either side of my head, he begins to slam into me. His thrusts are powerful, and my body jerks with each one.

“Blyadʹ! ya lyublyu tvoyu kisku. Ty takoy mokryy dlya menya,” he says, and the fact that he’s switched to Russian tells me he’s close.


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