MATED TO FATHER, FAT Chapter 73: POSSESSION

Chapter 73: POSSESSION

RYKER

"You say you are here but you and I know why you are here," she replied silently but I could already feel all the rage melting as my lips closed in on her.

I kissed down to her chin and then lower to her neck, finding that spot just below her ear that had made her gasp last night. My mouth moved slowly, tasting her skin, feeling her pulse hammer under my lips.

I stopped at the top of her breast where the neckline of her dress prevented me from going further.

"Trust me Amaris," I lifted my head to look at her, "this is just the beginning. There is so much more to come."

Her breathing had quickened and I could smell her arousal beneath the anger still radiating off her in waves. "I don’t know if that is a good or bad thing," she whispered.

I chuckled and the sound came out darker than I intended. "Baby girl, you are mine and you will not leave until I want you to."

I leaned down until my forehead rested against hers. "And right now, we are just getting started."

Her hands were still trapped between us, her amber eyes wide as she processed what I was saying. "You don’t own me."

"Don’t I?" I challenged, one hand sliding up her back to tangle in her hair. "Your wolf knows you are mine. Your body knows it."I pulled her head back gently to expose her throat.

"What changed?" she asked, her voice small. "You walked out because having me meant nothing if your father didn’t know. That is still true."

I lifted my head to look at her, at this girl who tasted like mine on my tongue and felt like mine in my hands. "What changed is that I already had you first. Already marked this body." My hand slid down to her hip possessively. "You think I am just going to let you walk away now?"

Her breath hitched.

"I took your virginity, Amaris. Put my hands all over you, my mouth on you, my cock inside you." I leaned closer. "That makes you mine regardless of what my father knows or doesn’t know."

"That is not how it works," she protested weakly.

"That is exactly how it works," I countered. "Your body responded to me. You came apart under my touch. You begged me to fuck you." My grip on her hair tightened just enough. "You gave yourself to me and I don’t give back what I take."

"You are delusional," she whispered.

"Maybe," I conceded. "But you are not going back to Stormshadow to be passed around to whatever Alpha your brother decides to sell you to next."

"Why do you care?" she demanded.

"I don’t," I responded honestly. "I care that something I already claimed is trying to leave before I am done with it."

The words were cruel but true, the kind of honesty she deserved even if it hurt.

"So I am just a thing to you," she stated flatly.

"You are my thing," I corrected. "There is a difference."

She studied my face and I let her see everything there, let her understand that this was not about feelings or care or any soft emotion. This was about ownership and control and the simple fact that I had touched her first made her mine.

"You will figure out a way to keep me here," she said slowly, testing the words.

"I will figure it out," I confirmed.

"How?"

"That is not your concern," I deflected. "All you need to know is that you are not leaving."

"That is not an answer," she pressed.

"It is the only answer I have right now," I admitted, my thumb brushing across her lower lip.

I brought my mouth back to hers, my lips parting hers slowly while my tongue slid inside to explore every corner.

I took my time, letting my tongue stroke against hers in languid movements that made her breathing change, made her fingers curl tighter into my shirt.

My hands moved to her ass and pulled her flush against me, my hips pressing forward so she could feel my hard length through our clothes.

This was dangerous.

Not because I cared about her, but because wanting to keep her this badly meant she had power over me I had not intended to give. I was making decisions based on some sick emotions to possess her instead of strategy.

I pulled back from the kiss and rested my forehead against hers, both of us breathing hard.

"I will figure this out," I repeated. "Just don’t do anything stupid in the meantime."

"I don’t trust you," she whispered but there was no heat behind the words.

"Smart girl," I conceded. "But you already gave yourself to me anyway."

She did not deny it and that silence was all the confirmation I needed.

I released her and stepped back, putting space between us before I did something reckless like fuck her again right here against the door.

"Pack your things," I instructed.

Her eyes widened. "What?"

"Not to actually leave," I clarified. "Just in case my father sends someone to collect you. Make it look like you are complying." I moved toward the door. "But you are staying here."

"Your word doesn’t mean much when Alpha Corvin decides my stay," she pointed out.

Fair.

"Then don’t believe my word," I challenged. "Just believe that I am selfish enough to keep what I already claimed regardless of the consequences."

I opened her door and paused, looking back at her standing there with her hair messed up from my hands and her lips swollen from my mouth.

"My selfishness outweighs his power,"

I left before she could respond, closing the door behind me and leaning against it for a second to collect myself.

I had just claimed ownership over a girl I had no right to keep, had just promised to prevent her from leaving without any actual plan for how to accomplish that, had just admitted that having her mattered more than whatever revenge I had been planning.

This was going to end in chaos, which was good because I thrive in chaos.

And I would burn down everything before I let her go.