9. Friends With Benefits

KIARA

I shut my door, my heart pounding. What was that...? I felt humiliated and mocked. Why had I even let him touch me? A sting of pain jolted through me. I had made a complete fool of myself, and I had to face him for an entire week. What would dad think if he ever found out?

The feel of his fingers down below lingered. I closed my eyes, sliding down the door until I was sitting on the floor. Only my fairy lights were on, all I could see was black and the little glowing drops of light. I felt utterly confused. Sure I have had sex, but to get all worked up over someone so quickly… It confused me. His hurtful comment that I was a slut had really hit me hard.

I pursed my lips and stood up, feeling for the light switch. I flipped it on and walked over to my wardrobe. I was going to shower, I didn't need the feel of his hands on me. I paused, tempted to call my occasional sex partner over. I needed to get that asshole out of my head.

Picking up my phone I sent a text. ‘Hey, wanna come around tonight? I'll leave my window open?'

‘Sure thing. See you in ten Kia.'

‘Make that 20, I'm going to shower.'

‘Then leave the window open. I'll be there before then.'

‘OK.' I texted back before putting my phone down and locking the bedroom door. I opened the window slightly and smiled, feeling a little better. That ache that had settled within me would be satiated.

15 minutes later I stepped out of my bathroom, a towel wrapped around me only to see him sitting on my bed, legs crossed, holding my book ‘My Future Stepbrother.'

"Let me guess, you're a Jayce fan?" He said, smirking. It was clear he had just skimmed through and got hold of one name. I frowned slightly. "It's always the male lead, right?"

"For your information, yes. Jayce is the one I like." I said, walking over to the bed. He put the book down and sat up, tilting his head in concern.

"What happened?" He asked softly. We didn't love each other, nor were we dating, but there was an attraction there and we had somehow agreed to be sex partners. It all happened when I was 16. We were a little drunk and we almost did it. He had stopped me but then when we were sober, he had put the idea forward.

I told him I didn't want it to affect our friendship. I"m glad to say two years on, it hadn"t and we had managed to keep it a secret from Liam and even Raven. It was probably the one thing she didn't know about me.

"The Alpha king happened." I said, pushing him onto the bed and climbing on top of him. He raised an eyebrow.

"That old man turned you on?"

"Damon!" I said, smacking his chest lightly as I laughed despite myself. He gripped my hips and raised his eyebrows questioningly. "He's kinda sexy actually." I admitted.

Damon sat up, his smile fading. "So don't tell me you're going to fantasize about him while doing me." He pulled my towel open, looking me over appreciatively. I ran my hands through his blondie brown curls.

"Of course not." I said, feeling my core throb as his hands skimmed over my waist and hips before cupping my pert derriere. Squeezing it.

"Good." He said, now tugging my head down and claiming my lips in a passionate kiss. He tasted of mint and honey. His hands roamed my body and my own reached for the hem of his T-shirt, pulling it off over his head and tossing it to the ground.

"You're gorgeous Kia." He said, softly breaking away from my lips and making his way down my neck and shoulder, leaving a trail of feathery kisses. I bit my lip, grinding against his hardening bulge. Pleasurable tingles went through me and my core knotted in pleasure. I kissed his neck with equal passion as he flipped us over and pinned my wrists to the bed, kissing me down over my breasts. "This tat, really makes you a hundred times sexier."

I couldn"t reply when his lips closed around one of my nipples, I gasped as he sucked hard on it. His other hand squeezing the other breast. He switched after a few moments, paying equal attention to the other. My eyes fluttered shut, pleasure rushing through me. He went lower, kissing me under my breasts along my tattoo. His hands were now massaging my hips. My legs were spread open, on either side of him as he went down, now pushing them wider. A small smile spread across his face.

"You're super sexy." He murmured, before his lips met my pussy. I gasped with pleasure ricocheting through me. My hand twisted into his hair as he parted my smooth lips, running his tongue along my dripping core.

"Oh fuck Damon, that's it." I whispered breathlessly. His tongue flicked my clit with expertise. He knew what worked for me, what pace to set and what got me off. Just when I felt the knot in the pit of my stomach tightening he slipped two fingers into me, making me bite my lips at how tight I felt. He began fucking me with them, his tongue still on my clit. "Oh, Goddess…"

The pleasure was all I could think of, each thrust of his fingers hit my G-spot and I felt myself nearing. "Fuck faster Damon, faster…" My back arched as he went faster until my orgasm shot through me making me moan. I tugged his head back, feeling my juices seep from my body as he continued fucking me with his fingers. The squelching of my liquids and his fingers were loud in the room. His darkened eyes were locked on my face as I rode out my high.

I dropped back onto the bed breathlessly. He smirked, leaning over and kissing my neck passionately as I got my breath back. The bulge in his pants rubbed against my stomach and I reached down to unzip his pants. Pulling his large shaft out, I licked my lips.

I was about to sit up but he shook his head, pushing his jeans off.

"Not tonight beautiful, I just want to fuck you." He said quietly. I didn't question it, I had just wanted to return the favour. He gripped his manhood, positioning himself between my folds. I propped myself up on my elbows, watching him rub against my smooth pussy. I moaned as his tip touched my clit, before he thrust into me making me gasp. He pressed my legs to the bed, stretching them open as he began fucking me. I closed my eyes, one hand on his chest as each thrust hit my G-spot. The sound of skin on skin filled the room and our breathless moans supressed as much as possible. It wasn't long before I reached my second orgasm and only moments later, he too released his load into me.

"Fuck Kia." He groaned as he leaned over me, letting go of my legs and letting himself down on top of me. I locked my arms around his neck, inhaling his scent. It was comforting.

"That was pretty good." I said, stretching as he rolled off me.

"Yeah…" He said, looking at my face.

"What is it?" I asked ruffling my hair. He shook his head.

"Nothing. You're beautiful. Your mate's going to be lucky." He said with a wink. I smiled.

"Yours too." I kissed his nose. We had an agreement when our mates came into the picture, this would end. No one would ever need to know and that was how I planned to keep it.

"Well, I better head out. That was damn good. You were dripping tonight." He said, grabbing his jeans.

I tossed a pillow at him, blushing lightly. "No, I wasn't."

"Don't deny it." He winked at me before grabbing his stuff and making his way to the window. He looked out, before blowing me a kiss and jumping out the window. I dropped back onto the bed. My core was throbbing slightly, a nice, pleasant ache. I sighed, Damon was great but we were just friends. What I wanted was a mate, someone who wouldn't be able to live without me. Who would consider me their entire world and I would make them mine. Just like mum and dad.

I got up and stripped the bedsheet. Bundling it aside, I took some fresh covers out and opened the window wider to air the room then went to take another shower…