Chapter 13

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D anika tightened her fingers in Damien’s hair. He gave one last groan before covering her left nipple with his hot, wet mouth and sucking long and hard.

The blood rushed to the surface and swelled under his ministrations. For several agonizingly pleasure-filled seconds all he did was suck on her breasts.

He alternated between them, drawing the tissue out with his teeth, and then dragging his tongue over the slight sting he caused.

Danika was vaguely aware of the sounds coming from her, ones that should have made her embarrassed, but she couldn’t comprehend anything because the ecstasy was far too intense.

Her panties were soaked, and her pulse beat in her clit. She knew he smelled her arousal, and he proved as much when he slid his palm down her belly, pushed her skirt up over her hips, and pushed his hand down her underwear.

At the first touch of his fingers in her slick cleft, Danika cried out.

“It feels so good, Damien.” She had meant the words to be thought, not said, but she was glad she hadn’t censored how he made her feel.

“Yeah, it really fucking does feel good, baby.” He continued to stroke her slowly. “You’re so fucking wet for me, Danika.” He slipped a thick finger into her pussy and started pushing it in and pulling it back out slowly. “And it’s all for me, baby. You’re wet and primed, and ready for my cock. Tell me you’re this soaked for me, that I’m the one that made this pussy juicy.” He murmured against her chest at the same time he pressed his thumb to her clit and started working the bundle of nerves back and forth.

“Damien...” His name fell from her lips like a plea, like she was begging for more. All she wanted was to be naked so they could rub themselves against each other in erotic bliss.

She wanted to grind herself on him. God, did she want to do that desperately. It was like she was a fiend, and this stranger had suddenly taken control of her and was now in charge.

Danika let go of his hair and moved her hands between their bodies.

Damien let out a hoarse growl, grabbed her ass, and hauled her up his body. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and pressed herself on his dick, rubbing her pussy on him.

Hissing out a curse, he took her mouth in a hungry kiss for long, drugging seconds. He broke

away only long enough that he could stride out of the living room and into his room. All Danika could do was hang on, close her eyes, and inhale everything that was him.

Even the room smelled like him. The sun was starting to set, and she watched the light start to fade through the slightly parted blinds. He started kissing her again, and moved his mouth down to the mark he had given her not long ago.

Taking hold of chunks of his hair in her hands, she brought his mouth to hers and kissed him like she had never kissed another person before.

Their tongues pressed to one another, and when he retreated she followed into his mouth. It was strange taking control, and in all honesty she wasn’t sure if she liked it, because Damien was dominating in the best of ways.

A gasp left her when she felt his canines lengthen against her mouth. He moved his lips down to her collarbones, and dragged them across the slightly protruding bones.

He moved them over her back and forth, over and over again as if he couldn’t get enough of the act.

Before she get even take a breath her back met the mattress, and then Damien was tearing her skirt and panties off, and before she knew what was happening she was lying on his bed naked and needy for him.

He placed his hands on her knees and pried her legs apart slowly. Closer and closer he smoothed his hands down her inner thighs until he came to the area of her body that ached the most for him.

“Look at me, baby. Watch as I touch you, claim you for the second time.”

Forcing herself up on her elbows so she could see what he was doing between her legs was harder than she thought. Her limbs felt like pudding, and a jittery sensation coursed through her veins.

Damien lifted his gaze to her, and she held her breath.

“I want you to watch your mate eat your pussy out and love every fucking minute of it.”

A high settled into her, and she parted her lips as he lowered his head to her pussy, never once taking his gaze off of her.

And at the first lick of his tongue on her cleft she clenched the sheets in her hands and prayed that this would last forever.