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His eyes closed as I ran my thumb across his soft lips, wet from the bath. Water droplets decorated his skin, and his chest rose as he inhaled. He was raw and ragged, and from within me, the urges and needs grew until I could no longer contain them. I didn’t want to hesitate anymore, didn’t want to stop what’d started.
Need got the better of me and I pushed against him. He receded, moving with me through the water until his back was resting against the edge of the bath. I settled between his legs on my knees, pushing myself up to him. The steam of the water licked at my skin as my hands reached over his chest, feeling the power in his muscles, his tight shoulders. I leaned against him, hovering inches from his lips.
Giving into my desires, I kissed him.
The groan that rumbled from deep in his throat set something in me on fire. His hands grabbed my hips, lifting me up and onto his lap. I ignored my hesitancy at the feel of him, hot and thick, pressed against my lower stomach as I straddled him.
While I wanted what he was fully prepared to give me, I didn’t want to just take. He had done so much for me, and I wanted to give him something, to make him feel the way he made me feel.
I pulled free from his lips. When he tried to pull me back against him, my hands braced against his chest. His look of confusion melted into one of ecstasy as my lips found their way to his neck. He closed his eyes, head falling back as he let out a heavy breath. His hands molded to my skin as if he were sculpting clay, and I whimpered at the feeling.
“Gods, Cas. Make that sound for me again,” Damien groaned.
His hands slid up between us, cupping my breasts. His fingers teased the tight tips, and I couldn’t help but oblige, my moan spilling out over his skin between kisses.
I nipped and teased at his neck, moving down his throat to his shoulder. My hands glided over his chest; I couldn’t understand how something could be so solid, so hard, and yet like velvet under my touch. His body twitched beneath me with each movement I made, his length throbbing against my stomach.
His hands jerked to my face, pulling me back up to him in a kiss so desperate, I gave all of myself into it. His hands slid down, scooping under my thighs, supporting me as he rose from the water. I grabbed onto his shoulders in shock at the sudden movement. He distracted me with his tongue as he stepped out of the tub, carrying me across the bathroom and to his bed, leaving a trail of water in his path.
I broke the kiss as he lowered me onto the foot of his bed. “Damien! Wait, we’re going to get your bed wet!”
“Like I give a fuck,” he groaned as he leaned over me, the edge of the mattress sagging under us. “I want to make this special for you.”
His mouth was on mine again, consuming me, his tongue dancing with my own. My body throbbed for him in ways I’d never felt before.
His hand planted firmly onto the bed beside me as his other trailed lower over my ribs. “Gods you’re beautiful, Cas,” he whispered against my skin, and I moaned under him.
His breath spilled over where he kissed, sending chills through me. The world could have been ending around us and I wouldn’t have cared. I was lost to him.
He continued to distract me, his mouth leaving mine and nipping at my neck. The sharpness of his fangs grazed my skin, leaving ripples of a tingling sensation in their wake as he moved. His body tensed for a moment, pausing at my throat. He breathed deeply, muscles rippling before his tongue trailed up, reaching my ear. I couldn’t understand the urge I suddenly felt for him to bite me.
What would it feel like for him take from me like that? It was strange how I suddenly wanted to give myself to him like that, to give him what he needed, imagined giving him all that he needed. He didn’t, and I was almost disappointed, until his tongue slid along the shell of my ear and my body buckled.
Something hot was building in me now with each stroke of his lips and tongue. There was so much to focus on, and I was beginning to struggle keeping up with it all. My breathing, my thoughts, where his hands were, where his lips were. I was lost in a sea of sensation, my skin coming alive at his touch. It was overwhelming and at the same time, I was caught up in a high I didn’t want to end.
I bit my lip, stifling a moan as his hand dipped down, brushing the most sensitive of places between my thighs. I felt the way my body was reacting to him, and he groaned into my ear as I shuddered against him. “Gods, you’re right where I want you,mea luna.”
Heart racing, body aching, I struggled to contain myself as he spoke. I couldn’t understand how simple words could make me feel this way. He slid his fingers against me, and my body came alive, moving involuntarily as he did it again in gentle sweeps.
He pressed his weight into me, holding me in place. “Be still,mea luna. I’ve wanted this for so long. Let me worship you like the goddess you are.”
His words lit something in me on fire. I tried to listen, tried to control myself as he continued to kiss and nuzzle my neck, then my collarbone. His fingers glided in lazy circles between my thighs until my body was begging for more. I quivered and twitched under him, and my hips rose involuntarily as he sent me teetering on the edge of insanity.
He raised his face to me, kissing me once before he hovered above my lips. It was clear on his face that he was struggling to hold himself back.
“Gods, the things I want to do to you right now.”
I lifted my eyes to meet his gaze, breathless and lost for words. The blankets beneath were dampened by our wet skin. My wet hair splayed out around me and stuck to my skin. I lifted my hand to graze against his cheek. I wanted him, more of him, all of him.
When he slipped a finger inside me, my head fell back on the bed, a moan escaping my lips. He didn’t stop there, didn’t give me a moment to regain myself. He continued to stroke me deliciously as he grazed my skin with his lips.
“Mea sol,” I moaned without realizing it.
Damien froze at the words that left my lips, his eyes popping wide as he gazed down at me. I turned my head to meet his gaze. The words had spilled out before I knew what I was saying. It felt natural, even though I didn’t know what they meant.
He kissed me then, as if he hadn’t seen me in a lifetime, and he pulled me to the edge of the bed. Sinking between my legs. Before I knew what he was doing, he spread my thighs apart and dipped his head to take me into his mouth.
My body surged, back arching as I cried out at the stroke of his tongue. It was all I could do to keep myself in place when he slipped a finger in with the next flick of his tongue.
