Alphas Possession

Chapter 54

Read Omega’s Possession by Jessica Hall Book 2 Chapter 54 – Rhen POV

Thane was laying out Harlow’s clothes on the bed while I tried to coax her to get up. She snores louder as I shake her shoulder. Drooling on Thane’s pillow this time instead of my chest. I woke up to a puddle on my chest and she had the audacity to say I drooled on myself when I managed to escape her embrace.

And now she was trying to escape having to go to the council as she snores loudly. A hurricane would struggle to wake her, and I am pretty sure if one tried she would flip the storm off and tell it to blow wind up someone else’s a**s for all the luck I was. having of waking her.

Thane chuckles, shaking his head as he walks around to this side of the bed. He yanks the blanket back. Goosebumps lace her skin instantly from the cool morning air. A mere second passed when his hand came down on her a**s, the crack is loud and I flinch as his hand brands her a**s.

She jumps, and she yelps, rubbing her backside. “ Up!” Thane laughs. She glares at him, her eyes turning to slits, and she reaches for a pillow, lobbing it at him. It hits him between the shoulder blades.

“Alpha-hole.” she snarls. Thane turns and smirks at her. “Get up. We need to leave soon. Rhen has been trying to get you up for ten minutes,” he tells her. Harlow grumbles, reaching for the blanket and tugging it up, and I press my lips in a line to stop my laugh as I see Thane huff. He folds his arms across his chest. “Lowe, get up!” he warns her and Leon wanders in, Raidon behind him with Scarlet, as he burps her over his shoulder.

“Now Harlow,” Thane growls in warning to her, but she reaches for a pillow covering her head with it to block him out.

“Now Harlow!” she mimics, trying to impersonate his voice, but it comes off sounding like a child chucking a tantrum at being forced to go to school.

Thane growls and Leon snickers behind me.

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Someone’s in trouble,” Leon says in a sing-song voice.

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“Yeah, he will be if he doesn’t let me sleep!” comes her m**ffled voice. Leon bristles and my eyes go Thane, feeling his annoyance, and I know he was tempted to test his aura on her.

“You have three seconds to get your a**s out of bed.”

Thane threatens.

Thane shakes his head and curses under his breath.

1…2…3.”

“Wow, congratulations, you can count like a big a boy,” she mocks and shuffles beneath the blanket, curling up. Thane snarls, ripping the blanket off her and she shrieks, trying to grab it back. NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

“Nooooo!” she drags the word out, making it sound like a whine. “You’re being a brat. Now up before I turn your a**s red.” Thane warns her as she face- plants the bed. At his words, she covers her backside with her hands, ignoring him. Thane sighs, gripping her ankles and ripping her to the edge of the bed. She claws at the sheets but can’t escape his grip when his hand comes down on her a**s again. I cringe (( at the sound of the slap and almost rub my own a**s just at the sight of her reddened cheeks.

“Slap my a**s again, you can suck your own d**k!” she warns him and I don’t know what’s worse, her whine of pain or the sound as he moves quickly, ripping her over his lap as he sits on the edge of the bed. His hand coming down on her a**s hard once more. She shrieks, trying to cover her bright red a**s, yet her arousal perfumed the air like a beacon of lust and sin. “You were saying?” Thane demands. She growls, biting his thigh.

“Yep, she is one hell of a mood,” I tell Thane, and he pinches her nose.

“Let go!” He growls, rubbing her backside her hands were trying to protect. “Right, Leon, grab me the b*ttplug from the top drawer, third one,” Thane tells him and Leon laughs. “Now you’ve done it,” Leon tells her and she lets his leg go, lifting her head.

“Wait, wait, I’ll get up!” Harlow pleads, as Raidon wanders off with Scarlet while laughing. Thane grips her hair, tugging her head back. “What was that?” he asks her.

Leon wanders over, dragging the cold glass up her spine, and she stiffens. “I’ll suck your c**k!” she blurts as she shudders at the feeling of it.

“Hm, I’m listening.” Thane chuckles, rubbing her a**s and squeezing her cheeks, his fingers tracing around the tight muscles of her a**s, his other hand on the center of her back as she bucks against him.

“I’ll behave, I’ll behave.” she shrieks but I could feel her anger bubbling and so could Thane, she wanted to bite him, put him in his place, but he was in his place, and so was she over his knee where he likes her.

“That doesn’t sound very convincing,” he tells her, holding his hand out for the b**ttplug. “I’ll swallow!” she offers.

“You would have to anyway,” he tells her, clicking his fingers at Leon who sn*tches up the lube off the bedside table. Harlow bucks when the lube drips between her cheeks. “Oh, you wanna sleep with one

f**king eye open, Thane! I am going to shove that f**king thing up your a**s,” she growls as he traces it between her cheeks, coating it in the lube.

Harlow tries to cover her a**s with her hands, but Thane grips her wrists in one hand, holding them at the small of her back.

She bucks before growling at him. Harlow was in a mood this morning because when he doesn’t let her up, she bites his thigh again and he groans only to growl and I snicker when he shoves the b*ttplug inside her. She whimpers, eyes widen and lets him go. “No! You a**sh*t,” she snarls, kicking her legs before she bites him again. He slaps her a**s and she cusses him out.

“You have quite the language this morning,” he tells her and she growls.

“Want a bigger one?” he warns her. She shakes her head, and he lets her wrists go to grab her hair. He tugs her head back by her hair. She goes to cuss him out, the words dying on her lips before she can utter

them. “Leon, grab the-” she purrs at him, batting her eyelashes at him, making him smirk. “A smaller one?” she offers.

“Not a chance,” he tells her, and she pouts.

He pulls her up to sit on his lap, his hand tangling in her hair and his lips nip at her mark. “Get dressed if you remove it,” he runs his tongue along her jaw. It’ll be my d**k, not a b*ttplug,” he warns her. Slapping her a**s, she grits her teeth, and I knew she would make him regret it later.

“Now get dressed, we have the hearing in an hour,” he tells her, and she huffs, snatching up the dress he set out for her. “I’m surprised you didn’t make her suck your d**k,” Leon growls, sounding a little too eager to watch her be punished. Maybe because it was a nice reprieve since it was usually his a**s over Thane’s lap. “She will be on the drive there,” Thane assures him, heading toward the door.

“If she isn’t out in ten minutes. Call out, and I will drag her a**s out.” Thane tells me as he leaves the room.

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