Chapter 18: He’s the one – Part 1/2
I ran my hands across his skin, feeling every inch of his soft and supple skin. My hands moved down his body, reaching for his pants, but Damon grabbed my hands and set them on the bed beside my head.
He lightly shook his head as he laced his fingers with mine and kissed me hard. Damon stood to his feet again and tauntingly took off his jeans. The seconds that passed as I gawked at him were excruciating. He stood there in nothing but his boxers now. I sat up and undid my bra before slipping my underwear off.
A low growl rumbled from him as his hungry gaze drank in my naked body. He nearly ripped his boxers off, anxious to get them off quickly. Damon climbed on top of me, leaving a trail of fiery kisses as he made his way up my body. He captured my lips with his, stealing the air from my lungs.
Damon then slowly pushed himself inside of me, and I released a soft moan as he deepened. His thrusts were slow and teasing. My hands slid up the length of his spine before I ran my nails down his bareback, causing him to hiss and thrust into me hard.
His hands slid down my body and gripped onto my hips tightly as he picked up the pace. Damon then broke the kiss and trailed sweet kisses down my neck. My body felt like it was on fire, and a jolt of electricity coursed through me, hitting every nerve ending.
My mind was swimming, and my chest was heaving now. “Damon, I love you.” I blurted out, and as the words left my mouth, I realized what I had just said to him. I had only meant to say it in my head, not out loud. I ground my teeth, and my entire being tensed up as Damon stilled.
He stared into my eyes, an unreadable expression on his features before he smiled. “I love you too, Amelia.” He said sweetly, then stole my soul with just one kiss.
Damon reared back, picking me up with him and straightened his legs out. I now sat on his lap as he continued to thrust into me. He wrapped an arm around me, holding me close and the other entwined within my hair, gripping the strands between his fingers.
My head fell back as my orgasm began to build, and the heat intensified between my thighs. Then, feeling brave, I leaned back a bit and urged Damon to lay down. He cocked a brow at first but reluctantly laid down, letting me take the reigns.
I rode him the best I could, being new to this and all. However, I wanted to dominate him for a change, and I did. I could feel his body tense as I found my rhythm and picked up my pace. Damon grunted loudly, digging his fingers into my hips.
“Fuck!” He said through gritted teeth. I could tell he didn’t like not being in control, especially when he wrapped an arm around me and flipped us over.
I opened my mouth to protest, but he quickly silenced me, capturing my lips with his as he pounded into me. Damon was relentless now, lifting one of my legs, angling us differently and deepening himself within me.
With that one simple move, it sent me over the edge and into the abyss of pure pleasure as I reached my peak. My orgasm hit me like a train, vibrating throughout my whole body, making me shiver and shake. Damon followed suit a moment later, releasing a low growl as he reached his own peak.
I had fallen asleep in Damon’s arms and awoke some hours later. I reached out for Damon, only to realize I was alone and he was gone. I sat up and looked around for him, but he was nowhere to be seen. The bathroom door was open, and no light was on; where could he have gone? I wondered.
I jumped out of bed and got dressed, determined to find him. I quietly opened the bedroom door, as it was still nighttime, and I didn’t want to wake anyone. I crept into the hall, looking all around for Damon, but there was no one in sight. Slowly making my way down the stairs, I went into the kitchen first; a dark figure loomed by the window as I entered the room.
“Damon?” I called out, unable to tell who it was standing there.
The figure finally turned out, and to my dismay, it was none other than Mira. Great!
She turned around and stepped into the light, allowing me to see her better. Mira snarled at me, a look of pure hatred on her features. Suddenly, her expression changed to that of disgust and horror as she glared at the fresh mark on my neck. I moved my hand up and covered Damon’s mark, but I was sure that it was too late for that.
“Please tell me that is not what I think it is?” She said, venom lacing her tone.
I took a step back, needing to put some distance between us. “It’s none of your business Mira,” I told her.
Mira slammed her hands down on the island before her, causing me to jump. “Fuck you; it is my business, human. Something like this will put all of us at risk.”
Suddenly, Samantha rushed into the room before coming to an abrupt stop. “What’s going on in here?” She questioned.
Mira raised her arm and pointed an accusing finger in my direction. “Your brother marked that filthy whore!” She screeched.
Samantha’s brows pulled together, and she glanced between Mira and me. Then, she took a few steps towards me, backing me against the wall. “Let me see your neck?” She demanded.
I shook my head. “I don’t have to show you anything,” I said bravely.
She then gripped my arm and ripped my hand away, uncovering her brother’s mark. Her eyes widened, and her upper lip twitched as she stared at the bite mark. Samantha’s eyes met mine; then she slapped me. “How could you let him do this? Do you have any idea what he has done? What this now means?” She said aloud.
I cupped my throbbing cheek from where she had slapped me. “I…I….” I didn’t know what to say to her. I was frozen in my spot, with an ever-growing lump in my throat.
Thankfully, Damon burst into the kitchen. “What’s with….” He started to say something, but as soon as his eyes met with mine, he took notice of the tears brimming in my eyes, and he rushed to my side.
Damon’s eyes roamed up and down my body before landing on my cheek. “What’s happened?” He quickly asked, and I shook my head, not wanting to tell him what had happened. However, Samantha had beat me to it anyways.
She shoved her brother, “What the fuck were you thinking, Damon?” She hollered at him.
His eyes remained locked with mine for a beat, then he slowly turned to his sister and stepped in front of me, shielding me from her wrath. “Watch your fucking tone, and I don’t answer to you, Samantha. I don’t answer to anyone. I AM THE FUCKING ALPHA!” He bellowed, making everyone in the recoil.
Damon took a threatening step towards her. “I will only warn the pair of you one last time, leave Amelia the fuck alone and if you ever touch her again, I will personally break every single one of your fingers before throwing you into the dungeons.” He promised them.
Mira was smart and backed up before bolting from the room, Samantha not so much. She stood there, a shocked and bewildered expression on her face. “Damon, I am your fucking sister. I care for you and love you, but what you have done is the stupidest thing ever. Your choice to mark her is going to affect us all.” She said gently, and her voice cracked a little.
She closed her eyes and sucked in a deep breath. “I’ve already lost mom, and now, I’m going to lose you too.” A single tear fell, cascading slowly down her cheek, and Damons whole façade eased.
Samantha left the room, and Damon leaned forward, resting his hands on the kitchen island. He let out a frustrated sigh, and I felt this urge to comfort him, to ease his pain. I hesitantly stepped forward, not wanting to startle him and placed my hand on his shoulder. His muscles tensed at first, but just as quickly, he relaxed and turned around to face me.
Damon turned around and grabbed me by the waist. He yanked me to him and held me flush against his chest. His chin rested on the top of my head as his arms held me tightly within his warm embrace.