Alpha's Possession by Jessica Hall

Chapter 58

“You, over there.” Thane orders me, pointing his finger at the massive bed in the middle of the room.

I glance at Leon. He gulps and nods as if he’s telling me it is better if I follow the commands and don’t dare to talk back. Honestly, pissing off Thane is the last thing we need, given how far up our necks in shit I was already, so I just force down every instinct to defy the man and walk to the bed and fold my arms across my chest, glaring at him.

“Sit.” Thane growls again, so I sit at the edge of the bed while Leon still stands near the door.

Is Leon planning to escape the punishment once Thane is busy doing whatever he plans to do to me? Sweat breaks out on my forehead while my eyes dart between both men.

“Leon, on the chair,” Thane orders, but this time, his voice is a little lighter, a little more caring and gentle, despite it still being a damn order. He is tossing us around the room however he pleases.

Holding my breath. I watch Leon walk to the chair and fall into it. I expect a remark or something stupid to escape him, but he is so unusually quiet that I’m not sure what to think anymore.

My eyes catch on a movement to my right, so I turn to the side and watch how Thane approaches a massive dresser and pulls a drawer towards him. The sound of metal on wood echoes off the bedroom walls, and I gulp at the mere thought of the torture devices Thane might own.

He grabs something and lets out a quiet hum, turning his body to face Leon. My eyes instantly dart to him, and Leon grins for the first time since Thane announced the punishment we have earned.

“Yes, cuff me, Alpha,” Leon whines with so much amusement in his voice that I know it has to be an attempt to get on Thane’s nerves. Great, so much for doing everything, not to piss off Thane even more. I just wanted this over with, so I could plot out my next move and where the heck I was going to go.

Once again, I expect a particular reaction, in this case, rage, growling, and possibly the use of extensive physical force, but, instead, Thane just chuckles.

He walks over to Leon, steps behind him, and cuffs Leon’s wrists behind the backrest of the chair. I watch how Thane leans in to whisper something in Leon’s ear, and his eyes instantly widen. The amusement fades from his features as Leon shakes his head and mouths what appears to be “Don’t.”

“Too late.” Thane muses and walks around the chair to bend in front of Leon. Thane goes as far as to cuff Leon’s ankles to the chair as if the cuffs behind his back weren’t enough.

to a chair? It would only be fair if our punishment would be equal,

you, Zara,” Thane muses, without throwing as much as a glance at me. I force down the lump in my throat

sooner he starts his stupid punishments, the sooner we will be out of here and can forget everything that happened and hide in

crouched in front of Leon, but I jump when I hear the sound of a zipper opening. There are some more odd metal

more than pleased with his handiwork. And why wouldn’t he, because above every detail I already mentioned, Leon’s cock is out of his pants, trapped inside some

turn,” Thane says as he crosses his arms in front of his chest. He watches me for

some answers, but he just hangs his head, providing no help at all. “What are you planning to do to me?” I ask Thane, still keeping an eye on

want to you. Use your body how I please,

is in pain. My heart pounds against my ribcage when my eyes travel down to his cock finally, I understand

it has trapped his growing erection. I’already know how they work, which makes me think Thane speaks so openly just to torture Leon. The more turned on he gets, the less space he has in

might happen to Leon when Thane can get his paws on me and force

If you cum, you’re fired.” Thane

closer. My heartbeat becomes louder with each step he takes, and I watch as his lips

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a funny feeling?

looking for an opportunity to escape. Thane raises an eyebrow at me

me as I am ripped toward the end of the bed with one hard tug. He steps back, letting me

frown. “One,” Thane growls, and his

clothes piece by piece untill stand before him in nothing but my bra and thong. I attempt to hide by wrapping my arms around my body, but one I growl,

strip, not model your underwear.” Thane

floor. However, despite his blatant display of anger, I hear the slight groan he barely holds back as I slide my thumbs under the tiny strips of fabric and slowly slide the material down to my