Clara
Damien lifts me off the floor to the counter. The whole counter is a mess but all that is the least of my worries now. I want him right now, and I am so energized after having the food, nothing is going to stop me from having my man.
Damien moans into my mouth and grabs my ass, pulling me closer to him. I run my hands through his hair and tug at the roots. I am rewarded with another moan which reverberates through my body like electric currents directed to my core.
I wrap my legs around his waist and dig my heels into his butt so I can can feel his better. When we both pull back from the kiss, we are panting for breath. I look into his eyes which are now with lust.
I smile him a shy smile and bite on my lower lip. He traces my lip with his finger and pulls it from my teeth.
“It is already too late for you to go home incase you want to,” he says and pull my lower lip between his teeth. I chuckle against his lips and he gives me another wet kiss.
“Do you want me to go?” I ask him and he narrows his eyes at me.
“Am I supposed to answer that question?” he asks me.
“I don’t know. Maybe your answer can change my plans,” I say and he gives me another chaste kiss.
“I don’t want you to change your plans as long as they are also for the benefit of your mate,” he says.
“You are such a wanting mate,” I tell him.
“Hmm, as long as I am not selfish,” he says. Do I want to go back home? Definitely not. I want to be here with my, Damien. I am having such a great time but tomorrow is my brother’s engagement party. I have to be there the whole day tomorrow so that I can help with the final preparations and get ready for the ceremony as early as possible.
If I spend the night here, I will be lazy to wake up early and reach home in time. Even though the party is to be held in the evening, I have to be there to help. I will definitely get caught if I don’t spend the night in my room.
Damien nibbles on my neck, on that spot where he marked me.
“What is going on in that head of yours? Whatever you are thinking of doesn’t seem to be for the good of your mate,” he whispers against my neck and kissed me there. Mmm… I should stay here with him. That is what my heart wants, and definitely my wolf too.
His hands start caressing my thighs through my jeans. I close my eyes and hold onto his neck breathing into his hair. I should definitely remain behind and go ahead with my punishment session.
“Stay with me tonight,” he whispers into my ear and nibbles on my ear lobe. Yes! Yes! My wolf screams in my head, but I have to act wisely before my body completely takes control of my thoughts.
“No, Damien. I have to go home,” I tell him. Even my response sounds painful in my own ears. He stops nibbling on my ear and stands upright in front of me. I immediately whimper from the loss of contact. I wanted to be in his embrace for some more time. I can see the disappointment in his eyes. The emotion is so raw in his eyes.
“Damien, I would really like to stay here with you but I need to go back home,” I tell him and he nods.
“I know that, Clara. You don’t have to explain yourself,” he says. I have already started to regret my decision. Maybe I should just stay for the night. No one will notice that I am not home.
Why do I feel like a teenager when I want to be with Damien? I feel like I have to be home so that no one finds out that I am missing. Damn being answerable to my father. I am an adult now and I have the right to do what makes me happy, including spending the night with my mate!
I reach out my hand to his face and caress his check. He leans his face into my hand and looks looks me in the eyes. I pull him back to me and kiss him fully on the mouth.
“Clara,” he murmurs while rubbing his nose playfully against mine.
“Take me, Damien. I am yours,” I tell him in surrender. At first, his reaction is of shock and then doubt but when he realizes that I am serious about what I am saying, he lifts me off the counter.
“Fuck yes! You are mine, Clara,” he says in a firm lustful voice and gives me one last possessive kiss before carrying me out of the kitchen.
The house is quiet again. I think everyone has gone out to do whatever they do during the entire night. I hope we don’t run into anyone on our way to Damien’s room when he is still holding me like this.
He opens the door to his room and carries me inside. The memories of the last time I was here come flooding back in my mind. I left Damien without even saying goodbye. Maybe the goodbye wasn’t necessary as I am here now. I hope there won’t be another time in the near future when I will have to leave him like that.
He places me gently on the bed and I sit looking at his.
“I am glad you are back in here with me,” he says and then licks his lips in a slow sexy manner.
“Me too,” I respond with a bright smile on my face. He doesn’t waste time getting rid of his shirt and towering over me. His sweet scent hits my nostrils like a train making me moan and fall onto the bed. Fuck! He smells so good. I am never going to get enough of his mouthwatering scent.
He crawls up the bed and towers over me like a tent. I feel so small under him, and secure. I trace my hand from his torso down to his hard chest and to his heart. He stairs into my eyes as I caress his chest, down to his hard abdomen.
He ducks his head into my neck and breathes in my scent. I close my eyes and feel his lips touch my skin and trail down to my chest. His hands creep under my blouse, caressing my belly, up to my breasts. I like the way his cold strong hands feel on my skin and the way my body responds effectively to his touch.
He lifts the blouse exposing my bare belly. He trails wet kisses over my stomach down to my crotch. I know I am so aroused, he can smell my arousal through my jeans.
“So smell so good,” he murmurs against my crotch. He then gets the zipper of my pants and opens it slowly until my panties are on full display to him. He hums in appreciation and cones back up to my top.
He pulls it quickly over my head and I am left only in my black lace bra. His hands start fondling my breasts through the thin material of my bra. He kisses the valley between my breasts and trails down to my belly. My chest is heaving heavily up and down because of sensation.
I know he is taking his sweet time. Even though I want him so bad, I want him to take his time to make this night memorable. He holds the waist of my jeans and just as he is about to pull it off me, there is a knock at the bedroom door.
Damien ignores the knock and continues to adjust me so that he can pull off my jeans easily. There is another knock on the door and then another one. Damien frowns angrily and groans. Who could it be? I thought everyone had gone out. Is it something urgent?
“Who is it?” Damien roars loudly at whoever is knocking.
“It’s Luther,” the one behind the door responds.
“I am sorry for interrupting, but we have a situation outside,” he says.
“This is a fucking wrong time,” Damien curses under his breath and gets off the bed. He gives me a powerful short kiss on my lips and walks away. I quickly zip up my jeans and hastily throw on my blouse. I haven’t regained my composure yet. I am still as needy as hell! I hope whatever this situation is doesn’t ruin our mood. I really want my man.
Damien walks to the door without even bothering to put on his shirt. He opens the door and Luther appears on the other side of the door.
“What is it?” the bitterness in his voice hasn’t dissolved yet.
“There is a young boy outside who has just been turned. He is in a very severe condition and he has been sent here,” Luther responds.
“What? Who sent him here?” Damien asks.
“The Ventrue council,” Luther replies.
“Shit!” Damien curses.