The Price of Possession by Dakota Brown (phonics story books txt) 📕

that he would dohis job. He even acted friendly enough, at least toward her. I did wonder whyhe had chosen the earthly form he'd taken. It was a bit strange. Most of themwent for something much more impressive than a small, what had Chris called it?Purse dog? Still, I knew what hellhounds looked like in their natural form andhis other shape would take Chris's breath away.

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I didn't think I'd ever get tired of waking up with Chriscurled up in my arms. The vampire hadn't minded sharing the bed with me, and wehad sandwiched our exorcist between us. There wasn't a lot of extra room, butwe made it work. The pom-hellhound had curled up behind her knees, though hehad done his best to not touch me in the process.

Though neither the vampire nor I needed as much sleepas our human, I didn't think either of us would want to get up before her. Her chestrose slowly, though I could tell she was slowly returning to consciousness.

Mal was laying on his back, an arm wrapped around herwhile she lay with her head on his chest. He stared at the ceiling, lost inthought, though he glanced over at me and smiled when I turned my attention tohim.

Chris took a deep breath and her eyes fluttered open. Maland I both tightened our grips on her, and she sighed contentedly.

"Could get used to this," she murmured intoMal's chest.

"Me, too," the vampire replied.

She shifted around slightly before sitting up. "I'mgoing to go to the bathroom real quick, and then I'm going to come back andstart shit." She grinned. "If that's all right by you two."

We both shifted to make it easier for her to crawl outfrom between the two of us and she left the room.

The pom-hellhound moved so that he could curl up onher pillow while we waited for her to come back.

"Okay, so what do we call you?" Mal asked,probably perceiving that a hellhound was far more than an earthly dog.

The creature looked at Mal, almost seemed to shrug,then tucked its tiny button nose into his fur and shut his eyes.

Mal looked at me for clarification.

"We have to choose a name for him," I translated."Or Chris does, anyway."

The vampire nodded and lay back on the bed.

Chris came back into the bedroom, bleached blond hairstill mussed, a sleepy glaze to her deep brown eyes. Her old T-shirt barelycovered her ass, and her lean, muscular legs captured my attention. She gotback on the bed and crawled toward us. My breath caught, and her movements madethe ink that painted her arms seem to come alive in the low morning light.

She noticed my attention, and had fixed her gaze onme. Mal had gone still and watched her, the predator observing his prey.

A small smile tugged at her lips, though her gaze didflick over to the pom-hellhound sleeping on her pillow, before she turned herattention back to me and Mal. She acted resigned to the creature's presence atthis point.

Mal reached for her and she let him draw her close. Isighed as the energy from their lust washed through me, revitalizing andfeeding me.

Not wanting to be left out, after the initial wave ofpleasure filled me, I rolled onto my side, and paid some attention to Chris'thighs, while Mal's hands roamed over her back as they kissed.

I was about to pull her panties down so I could giveher another type of kiss when her phone rang.

We all froze, and then she cursed. "That's Dariusand I don't think he'd call this early if it wasn't important."

I wasn't starving, so I didn't press her to ignore thecall knowing she would be just as frustrated about the interruption as we were.Mal took it with good grace, too, reaching over and snagging Chris' phone forher. She sat up, straddling Mal in the process. He groaned softly as sheshifted around, rubbing against his cock and teasing him a bit as she answeredthe phone.

"Yeah, mate?"

Mal grabbed her hips and stopped her from squirming. Shegrinned, amused, before the expression on her face hardened into something akinto resigned annoyance.

"Yeah, sure. We'll be right down." Shedropped her phone on the bed and frowned.

Mal also looked concerned. Obviously, his hearing wasfar better than my own, or I'd been fixating on Chris' ass and what she wasdoing to Mal with it. Chris shifted to get off Mal, but he didn't release herhips, a wicked grin forming on his lips.

"We have a minute," he stated.

Chris raised her eyebrows. "Darius urgently needsus at the jail for another exorcism."

Mal's grin deepened and he shifted his hand until hewas brushing the front of her pussy with his thumb.

Chris groaned and the wave of lust hit me. I floppedback on the bed, drinking it in, sighing with pleasure.

The pom-hellhound grunted and shifted out of the waywhen Chris let Mal lay her back on the bed and pull down her panties.

Mal glanced at me. "Want in on any of this?"

"If I get involved, we're going to be here longerthan the few minutes it'll take you to get her off," I replied a littledrunkenly.

He chuckled and went to work on Chris.

Shortly he had our exorcist squirming on the bed,crying out in pleasure. I couldn't help adding tiny moans of my own as I drankin their ecstasy. No, I certainly wasn't going to be hungry today.

Mal was clearly talented, even though he got her offquickly, she still came hard, panting out his name as he worked her through herorgasm.

After we took a moment to enjoy her release, we allreluctantly got up and got ready to go meet Darius and his newest problem. Iyet again thanked whatever deity, from above or below, that had let me fallinto this woman's life.

Chapter 10

Price

While I'd gotten some satisfaction this morning, I wasstill grumpy at the interruption, and police stations of any sort were nevergoing to be my favorite places.

"Sabian," I started as I pulled into aparking spot.

He purred at my use of his name and I groaned as hispower hit me and Mal.

"Public, mate."

He chuckled and though the sound did