The Beast And The Blessed

Seventeen: Joselin

Joselin's P.O.V.

My mind spun, and I couldn't tell if it was from my drink or the man pinning me against the wall. To be in his arms, house, and bedroom was a dream come true.

I wasn't surprised when Holden told me he could smell Tobias in the bar. I was excited. I knew he would show up, and the result was far better than expected. His possessiveness was invigorating and sexy as hell.

Still, as he leaned in and let his nose touch the tip of mine, I was hesitant.

He wanted to reward me, and I was more than willing to accept my prize. But he still needed to prove that he wanted more than just sex. If I just wanted sex from him, I would have come to him and cum for him long before now.

"And what is my reward?" My fingers trailed over his peck, and he glanced down briefly as I moved them up, dipping my fingers up and under the collar of his cotton shirt, drawing circles against his warm skin.

"You'll find out soon enough." The feeling of him pressing his hardness against me had me licking my lips as I imagined everything I wanted to do to him. But I needed to stay in control. If I let him take what he wanted tonight, there would be no guarantee that he would still be interested in the morning.

"I think it is time for me to be the one who set some rules then," My fingers moved up his neck and to his hair. The soft strands slid between my fingers as I balled them into fists. Tobias looked intrigued, smirking with raised eyebrows as he waited for my demands.

"You can touch me," I whispered, licking my lips before boldly grabbing his bottom one with my teeth and pulling it softly before releasing it.

Tobias groaned, placing his forearm on the wall next to my head as he leaned into me further.

"You can taste me," My tongue flicked out, teasing his lips. I turned my head, giving him my cheek as he moved forward for a kiss. The growl of disapproval he let out made my toes curl in excitement.

"But you cannot fuck me. Not yet."

Tobias pulled back, looking between my eyes, but he appeared amused. "I agree to your rules. But know that by the time I am done with you tonight, you will be begging to have me inside you. When I say no, I want you to remember this moment, sweetheart."

Well. Fuck me.

doubt that he would stay true

was addicting. He kissed me like I was something loved, something precious. I had never felt like that before. I never felt as wanted as I

to my lower back, holding me tightly as if he wanted to enjoy being close, but I could feel how tense he

man I loved was holding me so close and kissing me so tenderly made me want to

my strength. It was bullshit to cry with excitement. To me, tears were reserved for grief, and I

when I had been stabbed did I

was my weakness through and through. I could accept

trailing his lips down my throat. "Tell me, sweetheart. Did you let

tighter, holding him to me. It was my sweet spot, and

hasn't touched me since dinner last night." It was a silent beg, a plea for him

skin. The delicious warning of what would happen if I broke his rules made me curious, and I knew

"No."

lips curled into a smile, and he pressed a long, firm kiss to mine before whispering against them. "Good fucking

bothered to wear a bra as my dress didn't allow one, and the pained noise

"Get on the bed."

to hide my eagerness as I stepped away from him. The loss of his body heat instantly made me want to shiver,

over the bedding as I looked as seductively as possible at him over my shoulder. My ponytail brushed my back, and I smiled when I found his eyes on my face instead

how many women he was about to compare me to, and whether or not he would find me wanting. The thought was frustrating, and I did my best to push it to the

like them, not with the lines on my body and the lack of color in my eyes

stop myself from turning my head when I smelled Tobias on the pillow. It smelled

shirt off over his head but leaving his jeans on as he walked to the foot of

my heels digging into the blanket. Tobias grabbed my right foot, carefully undoing the strap that held my shoe on before placing my foot back

and thoughtful, something I hadn't had

I knew Tobias was aware that I was wet and ready for him. I was positive that as he worked his way up my thighs and I spread them, he could see