His Possession (The Owners) (13 page)

“Then I’ll have to convince you how nice I can be.” He kissed her on the lips. Cadeon cupped her ass, bringing her body against his. Violet would be the first woman he’d had in his bed for over a week and hadn’t fucked. “So, what will it be? To stay or not to stay?”

“Where else would I go?” she asked.

“Nowhere. You can stay with me through choice and have fun, or you can stay with me and still have fun but pretend that you don’t.”

“How is that a good choice, Mr. Ashwood?”

“Because at least I asked, Miss Moore.” 

Both of them chuckled. “Okay. I’ll stay with you, but you’ve got a condition.”

“Already after my blood,” he said teasingly.

“Will you give me a proper tour of the house?”

Cadeon moaned.

“Please,” she said.

“Okay. Now let’s shower before we fall asleep on the spot.” He didn’t give her time to protest before he was pulling her into the shower with him. Her clothes he pushed to the floor. The hot water cascaded down her naked body seconds before he joined her.

He delighted in seeing her naked
, her
curvy body exposed to his touch. Grabbing the soap, he attended to her first, soaping her back, ass and legs before replacing the sponge he’d been using with his hands.

With care, he caressed her breasts, bringing a moan from between her lips. Circling the dark nipples, he moved down her body, smoothing along her stomach before he cupped her pussy.

Most of the soap had been washed away from his hands. Sliding a finger between her silken wet folds, he touched her clit. She jumped in his hands. Her head lay on his shoulder.

“Cadeon,” she said on a moan.

“I want to give you pleasure.” He kissed her neck, licking a trail of moisture with his tongue. “I want to fuck you, Violet. I’m desperate to be inside you.”

She moaned. Her hand went between them. Cadeon closed his eyes, knowing she wasn’t ready for him. The passion he felt for her pushed to the edge. He didn’t know how much longer he could go on without being with her. The need to claim her as his own was driving him crazy. Closing his eyes, he imagined sinking inside her tight cunt
, feeling
her pulse around him. Instead, he worked his hands over her pussy. She opened her legs wider to receive him, the little mouse flowering beneath his expert touch. Violet was withdrawn and shy, but when she was alone with him, something happened inside her. In the moments alone together they became each other’s world. Nothing else mattered but what they shared together. Touching her clit, Cadeon thrust his hips against her hand. His release was so close to the surface. Her hands were like two pleasure sensors going off inside his body. Beautiful and powerful.

“Come for me, Violet. I want to hear you scream for me.” She melted. Her body
shook
as she let go, the release rushing through her. Biting down and sucking on her neck, Cadeon shot his seed in the shower stall. The white cum washed away down the drain as their bodies came back. He turned off the water and helped her out of the stall, rubbing her down and drying her hair before doing the same to himself. Cadeon picked her up in his arms and walked her back to their bed. Everything he owned was hers now. He couldn’t imagine living life without her.

He laid her on the bed and turned off the lights before joining her. They didn’t go to sleep straight away. For the longest time, they lay in the dark, staring at each other.

“Is it always like this?” she asked.

“I don’t know. I’ve never been like this with anyone.”

“I haven’t either. No man has ever made me feel the way you do.”

“How do I make you feel?” He cupped her face, stroking the smooth cheek.

“Like little explosions going off inside my body. When you are near me, I know I’m safe. That nothing bad is going to happen. You make me happy. No one has ever made me laugh before. You make me feel normal. This life seems so surreal to me. If this is a dream, I never want to wake up.”

“Do you think you could tell me that with the light on?” he asked.

“I don’t know.”

Cadeon leaned over and kissed her on the lips. She opened for him instantly. Never had he been with a woman
and
lain naked with her in a bed for a week or so, and not made love to her. Being with Violet meant more to him than having a quick fuck. Simply holding her gave him so much peace that he imagined he could live without fucking.

Her moans vibrated down his body, getting his cock hard instantly. It didn’t matter how many time he was with her, he never wanted it to end.

Hours passed, and they lay kissing each other, their touches burning like flames between them
, a
n unexplained force bringing them closer together. When he pulled away, he held her in his arms as her breathing changed and sleep took hold.

Staring at her in the dark, he watched her sleep. Her face turned up to him. One hand rested on his chest as the other lay down by her side. She was so still and beautiful, utterly mesmerising to him.

“I love you, Violet Moore,” he whispered, kissing her on the temple. Cadeon closed his eyes. For the time being, his instincts were at bay. He wondered how long
that
would last when his very future lay in his arms.

Chapter Twelve

The following morning, Violet woke up to the scent of coffee. Even in the large house, the rich Italian blend could be smel
led
. The only reason she knew it was Italian was from her hunt of the kitchen cupboards the night before.

Stretching out her body, she glanced in the dip of the bed where Cadeon had been hours before. She thought she’d heard him moving around earlier but had been too exhausted to get out of bed herself.

She got out of bed and went straight to the bathroom. Once she finished with the toilet, she
stood naked in front of the mirror and
stared at her reflection. Not much had changed in the last week. She was still Violet Moore with a past she didn’t want to think about. Looking at herself, she wondered if it was possible to forget the past and move on. To be able to have a future without fear. Running fingers through her bed hair, she thought about her life. Dominic wouldn’t bother to come for her. For one, he had no knowledge of her existence. The second, why would he risk his life for the sake of a whore’s daughter? None of her earlier fears made any sense to her.

Smiling to herself, she brushed her teeth, combed her hair and got some clothes on. Her mind was made up. Fearing about her past would only ruin her future. She liked Cadeon, could possibly be in love with him. She wanted to be with him completely
, to
have with him something her mother never could have
:
love.

Life was about taking chances. This could be her chance to find something for her life.

Violet walked down the stairs to see a woman hanging off of Cadeon’s arm.
Violet
stopped as she took in the scene. The woman stood with her arms wrapped around his body
, every
part of her begging him not to let go. From the distance away from the couple, Violet saw the emotion on her face. Tumbling back into her old world, she remembered seeing many women with the same expression on their face. Begging the men to stay with them one extra day. To pull them out of the life of misery and sex.

“Please, give me another chance. I want you. I love you. I can be everything you need.”

“Get up off the floor, Olivia,” Cadeon said. Violet froze from the cold sound of his voice. She’d been within for a few weeks, and he’d never spoken to her with such anger in his voice.

“I can’t go another day without you, Cadeon. There is no other man out there who can satisfy me as good as you.”

“You should have thought about that before jumping for the next man with a decent pay packet. We’re done. I want nothing to do with you.”

The woman, Olivia, sank to her knees. Her hands, with her nails painted red, travelled up his leg going to his crotch. Violet couldn’t contain the gasp from between her lips as the woman continued to touch him. The sexual display shocked her to her core. Is that how Cadeon saw her? As a sexual person to be used and discarded? From his own words he’d been intimate with the woman.

Cadeon looked up and stared at her.

“Violet.”

Olivia turned to see who he was talking to. Violet felt frozen in place. Cadeon wasn’t her man. She was just the woman he made sleep with him, in his bed. Whom he touched at night and during the day.

“I should go,” Violet said. She moved down the last flight of stairs
, shocked
as Cadeon moved away from the woman.
He was not
giving her the courtesy of his time
;
he was b
rushing her off as if she
were
nothing
, not
a woman with feelings.

“Cadeon, let the girl go.”

“For fuck’s sake, woman, get the fuck out of my life,” he shouted.

Violet opened his front door which he closed immediately. “Let me go.”

“No. I told you. You’re mine, and I’m not letting you go.” His hands rested either side of her, trapping her.

He took her arm and led her back. Grabbing Olivia by the arm, Violet watched the scuffle which took place. Cadeon got the upper hand and threw the woman out of his house, slamming the door. Violet stared at the spot where she’d been begging for his attention. Her thoughts upstairs as she faced herself in the mirror came back to haunt her. Giving herself to him could be the biggest mistake of her life. He walked back into the room, his face red with anger.

“I’m sorry you had to witness that.”

“Who was she?” she asked, frowning at how calm she sounded. While staring in the mirror she’d thought about giving her body to him, only to witness the bitter way he treated his ex-lovers.

“An old friend.”

“By old friend you mean girlfriend?”

“No. I wouldn’t go that far.”

“But you slept with her?”

“Not the way I do with you.”

Her anger rose with his evasion of her questions. “Did you sleep with her?”

He stared at her. “I fucked her.”

Anne walked inside the room. Violet turned away from him, struggling to breathe.

“Not now, Anne,” Cadeon said.

“I hope you’re not taking your problems out on the girl.”

“You can take the rest of the day off.”

Violet kept her back to them. She wanted nothing to do with the way he was speaking to Anne. Closing her eyes, she tried to fight the pain in her chest. Cadeon was older than she. He had a past
, a
much longer past than hers.

“Olivia was a long time ago. I never slept with her. It was purely physical.”

“You must have made an impression to have her begging like that.”

“I take pride in making love to a woman, Violet. I’m no monk, and I’m not going to insult you and pretend that I was.”

“I’m very much aware
of
how skilled you are. I mean, take a look at me. I was in your office for two minutes, and now I’m all but living with you. I can’t go back to my house, and every time you put your hands on me I give in. I’m nothing but a slut.”

He took a step toward her, and she moved back a step. “Don’t ever call yourself that.”

“How can I not when a woman you’ve been intimate with was here begging and you throw her out? What makes me any different?”

“Listen to me, Violet. She meant nothing to me. None of the women before you meant anything.”

She stared at him in shock. For the past two weeks she’d been sharing his bed, allowing him to touch her as she touched him.