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“Damien?” Her voice is like a siren’s call.
The room feels too small, and my heart is beating wildly. I’ve watched, waited, wanted.
Now it’s my turn.
I take a long breath, trying to steady myself. She’s here, looking at me with those wide eyes that always seem to know more than they should. It’s wild how much I want her.
Crossing over to her, each step heavier than the last, there’s no going back after this. I’m about to hand over a piece of myself to her, and fuck, it’s terrifying and perfect all rolled into one.
When I reach her, my fingers brush against her cheek, and it’s like electricity charging through me.
It’s like she’s bathed in the sheen of sweat glistening on her skin, making every curve, every dip of her body look that much more inviting. Cum pools between her thighs, the evidence that she belongs to all of us.
“Damien,” Ever says softly, and I freeze, but I can’t stop now.
Her eyes catch mine, the depths holding something fierce, something soft. She doesn’t have to say a word, doesn’t have to do anything. I know what she’s telling me—it’s okay, it’s my time now, she wants this too.
There’s no room for anything else, just her name hanging between us. This is the moment, all the waiting crashes down to right now.
My hands shake, just a little, as I climb onto the bed and touch her. It’s like touching something sacred. My fingertips graze her skin, warm and soft under my touch. Heat zips right through me, straight to my black soul.
Slowly, I trace a line down her neck. Every part of me is aware of her, the heat coming off her body, the rise and fall of her chest. I lean in closer, and the room goes quiet like everything is holding its breath. The moment stretches, filling up the space with something heavy and real.
I tilt my head, and it’s like gravity does the rest. Our lips meet, and it’s not just a kiss—it’s a collision, a meeting of every unspoken word, every shared glance we’ve ever had. Her lips are soft but fierce, responding with an urgency that tells me she feels this, too, this crazy pull between us.
I lose myself in the taste of her mouth, in the feel of her body yielding to mine. Her hands grip my arms, and I’m totally, completely gone. It’s dark and thrilling, and all those nights spent imagining this don’t compare to the real thing.
“Ever,” I say against her lips. There’s nothing left to say because we’re kissing like the world’s about to end, and nothing else matters but this.
Blood rushes through my veins and drowns out the world. With every second that passes, Ever and I spiral deeper into something raw and uncharted. My hands roam over her, tentative at first, then with growing boldness as I explore the contours of her flesh—a landscape shaped by lust and need.
Her breath hitches when I close my lips around her nipple, the sound searing straight to my cock. I flick my tongue, savouring the taste of her, the reaction I can draw from the arch of her back, the catch in her throat. There’s power in giving and taking, in the push and pull of flesh against flesh.
I trail lower, inch by deliberate inch, until I’m between her thighs, inhaling the scent of sex and sweat. My tongue teases her clit, and she quivers beneath me, a symphony of small, desperate noises spilling from her lips.
“Fuck, Damien,” she whispers, and her voice is a thread that stitches our desires together. It’s all the encouragement I need to lose myself in the act, to worship at the altar of her pleasure.
Lapping at her clit, tasting the other men on my tongue, stiffens my cock even more. She is ours. Ours to cherish to claim, protect. No one will ever get near her again.
“Please!” she cries out, and the moment descends on me.
Lifting my head, I see her mouth open, panting in desire, and I rise, looming over her so that I can stare down into her eyes.
Positioning myself at her entrance, I slide into her, and fuck, it’s like every nerve ending I’ve got flares to life. The heat, the slick, the tightness—it’s all-consuming. Nothing else matters, nothing but Ever and me and this raw, untamed moment.
“Fuck,” I groan as her cunt takes my entire length in one go. I know I should slow down, but now that I’m inside her, I just want to feel her around me forever.
“Damien,” she gasps, her voice a rough whisper that stokes the fire raging inside me. Her nails dig into my back, causing a groan of lust to escape me again.
We find a rhythm, instinctual, primal. Each thrust is an answer to the silent call of her body, the flesh and desire that binds us tighter together. Her legs wrap around me, pulling me in, demanding more, and I give it. I give everything.
Every muscle is coiled like a spring, every sense heightened.
Her hands glide over my shoulders, down my spine, tracing the lines of tension that shudder through me. The bed bounces beneath us as I pound into her.
We’re not just two bodies chasing release; we’re souls colliding, merging in a way that can’t be undone.
Her hips rise to meet mine, a silent plea for more, and I’m helpless against it—against her. I bury my face in her neck, breathing in the scent of her, letting it fill my senses until there’s no room for anything else.
