Chapter 12
Damon pulled away from the kiss, slowly taking a step back to gaze into her eyes, if he was going to do anything with ans to her, he needed her consent.
He didn’t want her to do anything she wouldn’t want to do. Even though it seemed like it was too late for that, she was already tipsy, and they both were if he was being honest.
Although Ava had the option of stopping it, all she had to do was say no and step away from him, but she wanted him badly, no matter how much she hated him.
Ava’s pupils dilated, she gave him a slight nod, followed by a silent “yes” before he went back in to kiss her, gently this time.
He wanted her to enjoy it as much as he would, even though she might regret it later on. He wanted to make it memorable for her.
Alpha Damon leaned in closer to her face, kissing her deeply and intimately. His hands firmly steadied her waist, sliding lower to her ass.
He pulled away, not because he wanted to stop, but because he wanted to kiss every inch of her, every nook and cranny, every curve and crevice. He wanted to worship her with his tongue.
Trailing from her jawline, his lips went down to her ears, nibbling on her ear lobes. Her little moans gave him the go-ahead to do everything he had dreamed of doing to her from the mom his eyes had found her in that crowd.
He loosened the robe she had on, something he had wanted to do since she walked into the room, revealing her sexy goddess body. He paused for a while, taking all of her in.
“Perfect” he murmured under his breath as he took in all of her, firm and perky breasts that stood straying and pointed at him.
A taut belly, that flared into beautiful curves for hips, which extended further into smooth thighs that held what he could only describe as a honey pot between them.
Their lips met again, with fervor this time, his lips often trailing down to her neck, making her moan a little bit louder. Her moans sounded like music to his ears.
He took one of her breasts in his mouth, fiddling with the other one with his other hand, wanting more, he scooped her off her feet, straddling her legs on each side of his waist and dropping her carefully on the bed.
Damon watched as she squirmed under his gaze and ministrations. He was curious to know why she had been rejecting him if she wanted him as bad as this.
Pushing all thoughts away, he had something more important to focus on. His hand trailed down to her waist and then slipped into her slowly.
She bit her lips as she was taken over by the pleasure. He was fingering her in a way she’d never experienced and giving her new taste pleasure.
Her legs trembling with pleasure, she slowly untied his shorts, providing him with access to more, to everything.
An idea had popped into his head that he was pondering on but decided not to act on it yet.
She motioned that she wanted to be on top. It was the perfect picture for his plan. His eyes followed her as she bounced to him, her hair spilling over her shoulders.
Everything felt so right. She felt more alive than she had in a long while, and all this With the person she hated most.
Locking eyes with her, he pulled out of her, setting her down and fucking her with his eyes locked in on her.
Giving her firm good strokes, her moan filled everywhere. It kept him going, running him to the edge. She held on to him so tightly, like she’d die if he let go of her.
She was close. And he was almost off the edge,
Damon leaned in slowly, he could not hold it anymore as his wolf surfaced.
Sniffing her neck passionately, he found the perfect spot, softly sinking his canines into her soft and luscious skin, marking her.
Ava squeezed his arms as she let out a loud moan, coming all over him. The sheer feeling of pleasure and pain washed over her.
Her legs trembling with all the pleasure she had taken in. That’s sent him over the edge. Groaning as he came right into her, his body going limp.
He climbed off of her, laid down next to her, and cuddled her as she calmed herself. He could tell she hadn’t been made love to as hard as this.
She was all flustered.
“That… was…….. amazing!” She managed to say in between breaths.
He pulled her close to cuddle her, giving her a kiss on her forehead before they both dozed off.
His eyes trailed to her neck, where it fell to form her slender shoulders, his fingers ran across the red mark from where his teeth had been, making him smile.
Damon wanted this to last forever, her cuddled up in his arms like this forever, a part of him knew he was asking for too much, but another part knew nothing was exactly impossible.
Ava shot up from the bed, begging herself that it was a dream. Her eyes opened wide when she saw him by her side, both of them naked.
It was like she had a dream the night before, and a nightmare at that. Why would she be making love to Damon in her dream until it hit her that it actually happened?
She quietly got up from the bed so as not to wake him, walked into the bathroom to clean up, and then was on her way.
Ava ran her fingers through her disheveled hair, combing frantically to tame the mane, when her eyes caught something on her neck, she tried cleaning it off, maybe it was a stain she thought.
Carefully pulling her hair back and examining the mark to be sure she was seeing right, she discovered it was a mark.
It took a while for her to process it.
Damon marked her.
Damon fucking marked her!!!
She was hysteric, but she couldn’t shout because she wanted to leave as quietly as possible.
She freshened up, quietly got her clothes and other stuff, and left the room with Damon still sleeping.
A lot of thoughts through her head.
She had slept with her worst enemy.
She hated herself.
She wanted to scrub all of him, his scent, off of her.
Ava muttered a low ‘fuck’ under her breath when she left the lobby only to remember she had left her car in the office so she had to take a cab home.
As she stood by the side of the building, purse and phone in hand waiting for her cab, Bit by bit, everything that happened the night before came back to her. Although she enjoyed it, she couldn’t help but resent herself.
She was more pissed about the marking, the bonding process had automatically been completed, and she was mated to her enemy.
She had no choice but to be with him, not because it was a rule, but because it would be hard for her to be with someone else. She wouldn’t be able to function at her full potential.
Ava could not help but think that this was his plan all along. She enjoyed every moment, but how do you start to love or be mated to someone who you only register with pain, she thought to herself.
A sigh of relief escaped her lips when the cab pulled up in front of her, she got right in, wanting to get as far away from him as possible.
Perhaps if she went far enough, she would think less of it. Ava knew that was a lie, she was only gaslighting her own self, to say the least.
“Music? Ma’am?” The cab driver asked when he saw how distraught she looked.
Ava did not like to be pitied, she wanted to yell at this man to mind his fucking business, but what was the need in transferring her aggression on the poor man.
“Yes please,” Ava muttered with a tight smile, looking at him through the mirror. “Thank you” she muttered again when a slow melody filled the car.
It was not so bad, AB thought as she leaned back and closed her eyes for a minute, rolling down the window to get more air.
This cab felt suffocating with each turn, and every thought of Damon that crossed her mind.
She still could not decipher what got into her the previous night, pulling her hair forward she shamelessly tried to cover the mark on her neck.
No one could know, not until she had figured out what to do with it and him.