Damian

by Desiree A. Cox

  “Do you want me to, you know, put my mouth there?” Angel asked.

  Damian smiled. “Not tonight. I want your full attention on us right now.”

  Angel climbed onto Damian, with a leg on each side of him as he’d requested.

  “Perfect, now lean down here. I need to kiss those beautiful lips of yours.”

  As their tongues danced, Damian held Angel’s hips and helped move her back and forth across his cock. She was so drenched he knew she was more than ready for him.

  “What I want you to do now is to hold yourself up, then at your own pace lower yourself onto my dick. I’ll hold it steady for you.” Damian gripped his cock and helped direct it through her slickness and to her pussy. He shivered at the thought of finally getting to enter her. Finally, he was going to make love to his mate.

  Angel held herself up above him and slowly lowered herself until she felt the pressure of his head stretching her. The feeling was better than she’d imagined. But he wasn’t technically inside her yet. She lowered herself a little more and felt the pressure intensify, and the level of pain went from zero to three rather quickly.

  “Are you okay?” Damian asked.

  “Yeah.”

  “Take your time. We have all night.”

  She felt overwhelmed by his sensitivity. She lowered herself slightly, then rose all the way off his cock when the pain and the feeling of fullness seemed too foreign to continue.

  “Come here, baby.”

  Angel rested her head on his chest with tear-filled eyes. She felt like she was a disappointment to him, but was definitely disappointed with herself. She couldn’t take a bit of pain to please her mate. Her chest heaved as her emotions took over.

  “Baby, look at me.”

  She wiped at her eyes, then lifted her gaze to meet his.

  “Don’t cry. I’m not upset. It’s okay,” he said in a soft tone.

  “I’m a failure.” She sniffled.

  “No, you’re not. Don’t say that. Just lie here for a minute and we’ll try again when you’re ready.” Damian wrapped his arms around her.

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  “I want to try again, now,” Angel said. Only seconds had passed since Damian comforted her for thinking she wasn’t capable of satisfying him.

  “Okay. I’m ready when you are.”

  Angel lifted her rear off Damian and waited to feel his cock slide through her slickness and get positioned at her entrance, then slid back down, engulfing him slowly. Very slowly. She found herself gasping and breathing deeply as she took him deeper still, acclimating to his girth.

  She smiled when she felt herself resting on him, knowing she had him fully seated inside her. The feeling was incredible. She felt like she’d been stuffed to the brim and could feel him pushing at her walls from every angle.

  Damian held her by her hips and slowly moved his hips in a grinding motion, moving himself around inside her.

  “Do you like how that feels?” he asked.

  “I love it. You feel amazing inside me. Now what do I do?”

  Damian smiled at her. “You can move like this.” He held her hips and moved them in a rocking motion. “Or you can do this.” He held her ass cheeks in each hand and lifted her slowly, then let her back down.

  “Ohhh, I like that,” Angel cooed. “What do you want me to do? Which way do you like it?”

  “Whatever you choose is fine with me. When I’m in control, I’ll choose. Tonight, you’re in charge.”

  Angel smiled. She wasn’t sure she liked being in control of their pleasure since she was so inexperienced.

  Angel planted her feet on the mattress at Damian’s sides, then lifted her ass up, then lowered it. She repeated this over and over. She moaned with each short stroke.

  “You feel so good,” Damian said. He groaned as she picked up the tempo. She felt so good he was straining not to lose all control.

  “My legs are getting tired,” Angel pouted.

  “Want to take a break?”

  “No, I want you to take back control.”

  “Gladly. I thought you’d never ask.” Damian laughed, then rolled them so Angel was beneath him. This was where he’d wanted her from the start, but he didn’t want her to tense up.

  He leaned down and kissed her swollen lips, then moved down to kiss her lower lips.

  Damian lined up his cock at her entrance and slowly pressed deep inside her until their wet skin touched. He rocked his hips back and forth, enjoying the grip her pussy had on his shaft. She moaned as he dragged his cock in and out.

  “You can go a little faster,” she said.

  “Just keep telling me what you want. Okay?”

  “Okay.”

  Damian picked up the pace of his strokes. It was becoming increasingly difficult for him to control his release. He’d been waiting for this day for weeks and now, it was taking every bit of willpower to be able to perform like he’d imagined.

  He moved his fingers to her swollen bud and rubbed in small circles.

  “Ahh,” Angel moaned. “I like that.”

  Damian shortened his strokes, but went even faster as his thumb speed on her clit increased.

  “Damn! Damn! Oh, Damian!” she cried out. He felt her walls tighten around him and knew she’d fallen over the edge of bliss. Her eyes closed and her back arched up off the mattress. She grabbed a handful of the comforter. Her legs closed tighter around his hips. “Ahh, Ahh, Ahh, damn!” she screamed out. “Damnnn! Ittt! Fuck!” She spread her legs wide, then closed them tightly again.

  “You’re mine, Angel. Forever. Nothing will ever separate us but death,” Damian said.

  Damian felt his incisors elongate. It was time to claim her officially. He leaned down and ran his tongue along her neck, looking for the right spot. Once he found it, his fangs sank into her. She screamed out and writhed beneath him. Rocking her hips back and forth, up and down. She was making love to him as he held still, letting her sweet blood drip into his mouth. He licked her wounds to help them heal, then presented his neck to her for the same.

  Damian moaned while continuing to feel her tight grip on him. She was so warm and wet. She felt like the softest velvet ever inside. His moans grew louder and more intense and Angel continue to moan and call out his name.

  “There’ll never be another for me. You’re my one, my only, my forever love,” Angel said.

  She grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled his neck back down to her mouth. Her fangs had been ready since his sank into her. She clamped down on him and slowly punctured his skin, then let them ease into him a little further. He moaned and pumped into her furiously. He was so close.

  Angel kissed and licked at his puncture holes until they closed. The taste of his blood lingered in her mouth. He tasted divine.

  His mouth landed on hers in a hard, you-belong-to-me kind of way, and she loved his roughness with her. His hips continued to move back and forth, stroking her walls while his pelvis put enough pressure on her clit to cause her to reach yet another orgasm.

  Her hands reached up and held Damian’s in hers as he continued to stroke her. A loud howl erupted from his chest as he found his release. When he was drained, he collapsed, lying on his back beside her.

  Angel rolled to her side and propped her head up, then watched her mate’s muscled chest rise and fall as his breathing slowed down. She ran her fingers down his side, stopping at his waist. He grabbed her hand and pulled her arm across his body, then wrapped his other arm around her, holding her tight to him. They lay in silence for a few more minutes.

  Damian had never been one to be at a loss for words before, but all he had were his thoughts at that time. He also couldn’t help but reminisce about each of his other sexual escapades and how badly he wanted to get away from the females as quickly as possible once he’d come. But he never wanted to leave Angel. He never would. The feelings he had in his heart for her were amazing and overwhelming. To just say he loved her seemed like an understatement.

  This
was the woman he was going to have children with, the woman he’d cherish every single moment of every single day, and he’d spend every day with her, loving her until his final breath. He wondered if it was possible to continue to love someone after death, because he was sure he would.

  The thought of death and being separated from his mate left Damian feeling melancholy. He could feel the sting and burn behind his eyes, and the stabbing pain in his heart at the thought. Their life together was just beginning and that was such an awful thought. He inhaled deeply and tried to think of happier thoughts, but was interrupted by the chime from an incoming message on his phone.

  “That must be Jordan saying he’s on his way back,” Damian said.

  “It’s kind of early still. That would mean his date didn’t go as well as he’d hoped.”

  Damian eased away from his mate to check his phone. Before he reached for it, it chimed a second time.

  “Jordan said he won’t be back until tomorrow afternoon. That sounds like good news to me,” Damian said with a smile.

  “That is good news. He was really nervous so I’m glad it’s working out for him,” Angel said.

  “And the other message was from my mother. They’d like us to join them at nine for breakfast.”

  “That should be fun. I like your parents.” Angel held out her hand, signaling with her finger for Damian to come to her.

  Damian set his phone back down and climbed back in bed, snuggling up to Angel, pulling her close to him then lowering his mouth to meet hers. Her hips rocked to move closer to his growing length.

  “I’m fine just lying here with you, if you feel too sore,” he whispered.

  “I am a little, but not enough to wave a white flag. I want you too much to say no to you.”

  “I want you, and need you, my love.” Damian kissed her forehead, then slid his hand along the back of her thigh, down to her knee, lifting her leg up around his hip, making her more accessible to him. He took her mouth as she moaned.

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  Damian and Angel arrived early for breakfast. After beaming about how radiant the couple looked, Angel was whisked away by Calista. As they walked toward the kitchen, Calista continued to tell her she had a glow to her, which made Angel’s face flush a bright pink.

  Damian and Thor made their way into his office to talk.

  “Damiano, are you getting restless in the guest house yet?” Thor asked.

  “No, it’s actually quite cozy. I know the home we’ll be living in is small, a little bigger than the guest house, but it’ll be nice. I don’t think we need a lot to be happy as long as we’re together.”

  Thor laughed. “I never thought I’d hear you talk like that. You, the materialistic one. You’ve now jumped the practical fence.”

  “I don’t have much. It’s kind of hard to keep wanting the finer things in life.”

  “It’s natural to want them, then you just work hard to get them.”

  “I guess,” Damian said.

  “Have you talked to Maverick lately?” Thor questioned.

  “No. Is everything okay?”

  “Everything is fine. They’re on track to finish in about three weeks.”

  ‘So soon? Wow. I’m surprised. Has Maverick been helping much?” Damian asked, then chuckled.

  “I’ve been in touch with Chuck nearly every day. He loves Maverick and his work ethic. He said if it weren’t for you all moving to a new Pack, he’d hire him.”

  “Maybe we all can work something out so Maverick can work with him on some jobs,” Damian said.

  “I think that would be a great idea, for all of us. What do you think about us taking a trip to your new land and see how things are shaping up?”

  “That sounds good to me. When are you thinking?”

  “Let’s go tomorrow morning. We can have breakfast together around seven o’clock, then make the trip. If that time’s okay with you.”

  “That’s fine.”

  “Good.” Thor rubbed his hands together. “I want Jude and Jordan to come, too. Do you have any objection?”

  “I only object to Jude talking shit about me. I haven’t done anything to him, personally.”

  “I know, son, we’ve talked about that, trust me. And Jordan has been emphatic that he’s leaving and plans to bring his mate along, if he can get her to agree. Just, please, try to understand where Jude is coming from. They’ve been through a lot with Roxanne, and are a bit overprotective with their only son.”

  “That’s fine. And I’ve heard some of the stories from Jordan so I know. I just don’t want him to think I’m some type of maniac and can’t be trusted. Geez, Jordan is one of my best friends. Do you know how hard that was, knowing he was shot and I couldn’t even check up on him because my mate needed me? I never felt more torn.”

  “Parents aren’t perfect, Damiano. You’ll need to remember that.”

  “Yeah,” he scoffed.

  The two continued to have a nice chat as Thor reflected on fond memories from Damian’s childhood. Then he brought up some of the really awful arguments they’d had and described what Damian had done to provoke them.

  “Why are you bringing up all of this negativity?” Damian asked.

  “Because one day you will be where I was. You’ll have your own little ones. And there’ll be days that it seems no matter what you do, you can’t make them happy. You won’t be able to say the right thing, do the right thing, or make them listen to reason. And when that day comes, Damiano, and mark my words, it will, don’t get mad. I want you to sit down somewhere and smile as you remember this conversation we’re having right now.” Thor smiled at Damian. “It will be karma.”

  “Was I really that bad, Father?”

  “On some days, worse.”

  Damian stood with a frown on his face and shifted his gaze from his father to looking behind him, then to the ground. He knew he’d pushed his father on several occasions, but in his mind he didn’t really think it was that bad. He just wanted to be an adult, and to be treated like one. He lifted his eyes until they met his father’s. “I’m sorry. I guess I...”

  Thor stood and walked around to stand near his son, then placed his hand on Damian’s shoulder. “Damiano, let it go. I have. They are memories and experiences that we’ve shared, the good and not so good, and they’ve all led to this point in our lives. The biggest wish I always had was that you’d learn, and stay out of serious trouble. You’ve done both.” He pulled Damian into a hug.

  Damian pulled back and looked eye to eye with his father. “Thank you, Father,” he said.

  “For what?”

  “For putting up with me. For guiding me. And for never giving up on me. But mostly for being the strong Alpha role model I needed so I could be where I am today,” Damian said, as his voice cracked.

  “Each day you mature a little more, and make me even more proud of you. You’re becoming the Alpha I knew you were destined to be. And I think Angel has done wonders for you.”

  “She has,” Damian said. “I feel more alive and more settled, since she came into my life.”

  “Well, then, let’s not keep our beautiful mate’s waiting any longer. Let’s go eat, son.”

  About an hour after finishing their meal, Damian and Angel were back at their cottage. They didn’t have long before Jordan was expected to return.

  “Why not text him and ask him to come back an hour later,” Angel suggested.

  A few quick keystrokes and Damian set the phone on top of his dresser.

  He stalked over to where Angel was standing and reached for the zipper that he’d stared at throughout breakfast. He clasped the beaded zipper pull in his fingers and gave it a slight tug down, slowly exposing her beautiful creamy skin. His eyes met hers. They stared at each other while he continued to tug down, exposing her breasts. She didn’t have a bra on. Fortunately, the dress had a built-in bra-like front.

  He continued to tug down until his hand would go no farther without him bending over. Instead of th
at, he dropped to his knees before his mate and placed several kisses on her tight stomach. He continued to unzip the dress, and was surprised to see she had no panties on, either. His breath hitched at the sight of her, and he took in her aroused scent.

  He gave the zipper a final yank and watched her dress flop open. He leaned in and inhaled deeply.

  “Spread your legs for me, beautiful,” he said.

  Angel did as she was told. Damian helped her spread them a little wider so she was totally exposed for him. He slid a finger between her slick lips, then sucked her juices off. He situated his mouth so he was beneath her heat and lapped at her core. She was his taste of heaven. He slid a finger inside her channel and continued to rub his flattened tongue from his finger up to her swollen bud. He made tiny circles and flicked back and forth as she moaned and whimpered. Knowing he had her on the precipice, he inserted another finger and kept the pressure on her clit until she screamed his name and found her release.

  Damian stood up straight, then slid his hands beneath the fabric of her dress still over her shoulders and pushed it off. It crumpled to the floor. His mouth landed on hers and he kissed her with urgency. He tugged at his pants, unfastening the button and zipper, then pushed them down over his hips. His cock stood at attention. Angel’s hand wrapped around his shaft.

  She lowered herself onto the floor and licked all around the head of his cock, tasting the drops of pre-cum that had beaded up. She took him into her mouth and sucked him like he liked.

  As good as her mouth felt on him, Damian wanted to be inside her. He leaned down and helped her stand, then walked her toward the bed.

  When they reached the side, Damian climbed up and sat with his back resting against the headboard. He moved the pillows so they’d be under Angel’s knees, lifting her slightly and hopefully taking some of the pressure off of her legs.

  “Come here,” he said. “I want you to straddle me.”

  “I don’t want to be in charge, Damian,” Angel said.

  “Trust me, baby, you won’t be. But I love having you ride my cock, and for me to be able to kiss you and your beautiful tits.”