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Was there something in his saliva?
I felt drunk on Damian. My inhibitions fled. My reasoning faded, and I let out a whimper.
“Say you remember. Tell me how it turned you on to know I would fuck you.” He sucked on the skin of my neck and nibbled with his teeth as I closed my eyes, lost in the magic he weaved. “Let me describe it for you, every pass of my lips across your soft skin . . .” he trailed off as he scraped his fangs along my throat, and I shivered in response. “Every thrust of my tongue into your wet and aching pussy.”
“Damian,” I breathed, “yes.”
“Yes, what?” He hummed a little as he bit down and began to feed again, arching his body into mine with each expert thrust of his hips. “Tell me, my beautiful pet.”
I nearly startled with his possessive tone and words, but I was far too gone in the throes of passion and pleasure. Damian would be an expert lover. I knew this, could glimpse it as his magnetic, intoxicating eyes locked on mine. As much as I fought his hold over me, I wanted him, and this moment wouldn’t be possible unless a piece of me yielded willingly.
“You’remine, precious. Don’t ever forget it. I’m staking my claim.”
He turned me around abruptly and pressed my hands against the wall, palms flat to the surface. “Don’t move them, not until I say you can,” he ordered as a light shiver ghosted along my spine.
He was right up against me, his torso snug against the curve of my back.
“You have too many clothes on,” he whispered as he suddenly yanked my leggings and thong down in one swift movement. The fabric tore as it left my legs and bottom half fully exposed.
‘You’re gorgeous, pet. This ass is so delicious.’
“Damian.” His name left my lips with longing. I knew he could hear it in my voice. My back arched as I stuck my bottom out a little more, needing the return of his lips and hands.
Awhooshof air entered the room as if the window had been temporarily opened, no longer than a couple of seconds. It was odd, but I was too turned on to think of it further.
Damian noisily removed his pants as the belt buckle hit the wooden floorboards and rattled slightly. I inhaled loudly as his body returned to mine, and two fingers reached around to slip between my legs. “Spread wide, pet. I want full access.” Two digits entered me again as my head fell back against his shoulder.
“Don’t stop,” I pleaded as he found the perfect rhythm. Plunging in and out, his audible growl filled the room and echoed in my ear.
“I’m so hard for you,” he admitted.
My hips rocked against him as he began to move his body, the proof of his desire sliding between my legs from behind. I wondered if he would try to enter me, but he didn’t.
Sounds of euphoria escaped his throat as he moved our bodies in sync. The pleasure began to build as the heat in my body rose, taking my lust with it.
“You’re so warm,” he murmured, lifting his free hand, and biting his wrist. Placing it against my lips, he ordered, “Drink.”
I might have refused, but I was so lost in the moment that I obeyed instantly. “Damian,” I moaned as I began to suck on the puncture. His blood trickled down my throat as I felt his fangs pierce my neck.
Both of us moaned, writhing and rutting with need, heightened by the potent blood that flowed freely into my mouth and his simultaneously. “I’m so close.” The words launched from my throat before I could stop them, and I didn’t care.
“We’re going to come together, precious.”
The friction increased along with the tight knot inside my core until I couldn’t stand it any longer. My body trembled and then stilled as my legs gave out beneath me at the same moment one of the most intense orgasms of my life unleashed.
And at the exact moment . . . Iconnectedwith Damian.
Our thoughts briefly combined. Our bodies crashed together. Our memories collided.
His lips met mine as we landed on the bed, and he thrusted against me repeatedly, coming as hard as I was, the waves unending.
Liquid crimson splashed across my vision . . .
Damian stood in shackles before the council of elders. They sat at a half-moon-shaped table of pure obsidian, staring down from their dais with condemnation.
A defiant sneer dominated his features as he faced the panel that would decide his fate.
“You’ve disgraced the Rockcastle name.”
