Evelyn
"Little wolf, I could smell your arousal."
Damian's deep voice sent a shiver down my spine. His eyes were red.
Oh Goddess, I didn't say a word.
I was already embarrassed enough that he caught me shamelessly staring at his masculine chest. It was entirely his fault, for looking so damn hot today. He was driving me crazy.
'Me too, we should rip his shirt off', Eva purred hungrily inside my head.
I blushed deeply as I imagined myself actually doing that. My breath hitched sharply as Damian's hand began caressing my thigh underneath the fabric.
I could not control my arousal, nor did I find the strength to stop his hand which was sending so many electric sparks through my entire body.
How his thick fingers would feel inside me… shit, the mere thought alone made me even more wet down there.
"When will we reach the castle?" I asked him, desperately trying to divert his hand from doing those sinful things to me.
"We are almost there, little wolf."
"It really didn't feel like the path was this long last time"I said that while letting out a fake laugh to ease my own nerves.
"I felt that too, little wolf. I also wanted to reach the castle as soon as possible," he paused slightly, "especially your room." This time his voice was deeply laced with raw desire.
I gulped hard and shivered. What was that supposed to mean?
'It means the hunter wants to hunt his prey', Eva said, wagging her tail with excitement.
'Oh Goddess, you are absolutely not helping me', Eva.
Finally we reached the castle. It was already very late at night. I made my way inside while Damian walked slowly behind me like a predator following his prey. Why did I feel so scared?
I sighed quietly and opened my room door. I was about to close it behind me but at that exact moment Damian was standing right there in the doorway, watching me.
I cleared my throat nervously because of the way he was staring at me.
"Umm, good night Damian," I said quickly, and before he could say a single word I closed the door firmly between us.
Damn, the way that man looked at me like he wanted to devour me whole. I was damn sure that if he had stayed something would have definitely happened tonight, because between us the sexual tension was becoming dangerously unbearable.
I took a short warm shower and came out of the bathroom feeling sad. Damn, it means he is not sleeping with me.
'It because of you', Eva snapped at me.
As I stepped out my eyes went wide. The devil himself was sitting on my bed like that place had always belonged to him, a slow teasing smile plastered across his handsome face.
"You," I pointed my finger at him. "How did you get inside? I closed that door."
He didn't say anything but his eyes calmly flicked toward the open window. So he climbed through the window.
He stood up and prowled toward me with slow, deliberate steps. I gulped hard. This was the first time I had ever seen this kind of hunger in his eyes.
He stood so close that our chests were almost touching. Oh no. My top was dangerously thin and I never wore my inner clothes at night. "Da… Damian."
He slowly closed the distance between our lips. I met him halfway without thinking. Fuck. Our lips crashed together with a passion I had never experienced before in my entire life.
We kissed hungrily, until my lungs were crying for air. When I tried to pull back he groaned and gripped me even tighter against his body. Finally he left my lips.
Oh Goddess Damian, you do not know when to stop, you want to kill me with your kiss. His dark eyes said everything his mouth didn't.
He looked like a man completely possessed, not willing to hear a single word of protest.
"I want to taste you, little wolf," he said softly against my lips, his hand slowly trailing down over my waist before settling firmly on my butt and squeezing.
I gulped. wanted to taste me.
"I… I…" The words completely stopped my thinking brain cells. My own mind was hazy with desire and I had no power left to fight it.
Without any warning he lifted me effortlessly into his strong arms. My legs automatically wrapped themselves around his waist like they already knew where they belonged. Our lips brushed softly against each other as he carried me.
He gently placed me on the edge of the bed, my feet still resting on the floor, and stood over me, his tall frame completely hovering above me. Then he reached back and pulled his shirt off in one smooth motion.
I found myself gawking at his hard chest, every muscle perfectly defined. God I wanted to drag my tongue across every single inch of it.
He leaned down over me and captured my lips again in another hard demanding kiss. His hand slowly worked open the top two buttons of my night shirt and slid it down from my shoulder, exposing my skin to the cool air.
Finally he pulled his lips from mine but now his hot mouth began moving hungrily along my shoulder and collarbone. I clutched the bedsheet so tightly my knuckles must have gone white.
His other hand slowly slipped inside my shorts and I moaned loudly the very second his finger brushed directly against my clit.
"Ohh… Damian." He began moving his finger slowly up and down in the most torturous rhythm and then pushed it just barely inside.
I was completely losing my mind. Eva was panting breathlessly in my head, every bit as lost in the pleasure as I was. I thought he would keep going and I could already feel my first orgasm building beautifully close, but without warning he suddenly stopped completely. My eyes shot wide open.
"What the hell, Damian!" I snapped, feeling frustrated.
I expected to see that teasing smile on his face, but his expression was surprisingly serious.
"Can I remove these shorts?" he asked quietly, his eyes holding mine. My heart skipped many beats. I was so desperate to get my first orgasm so I finally nodded, surrendering completely to this moment, to him.
He hooked his fingers into the waistband and slowly pulled my shorts down and off. The cool night air hit my clit immediately and I shivered almost violently.
Everything about this was completely new to me and yet I had absolutely no desire to stop it.
I felt my face burning hot when Damian lowered himself to his knees before me, because a king never kneeled for anyone.
He slowly and gently spread my legs apart and I let him without a single fight. In this moment I wanted nothing more than to completely lose myself, because this was my mate touching me. Sparks, so many sparks.
Fuck the consequence.
I was still blushing furiously as he stared openly at my most intimate place that no one had ever seen before. "Damian, please…" I pleaded.
The moment he heard my desperate plea his eyes snapped sharply up to meet mine, and in that exact same second he buried his face between my thighs and attacked my pussy with his tongue.
He licked and sucked with a hunger that made my entire body arch off the bed. When he pushed his tongue inside me I moaned so loudly I didn't even recognize my own voice.
He was doing the most sinful, unholy things to me and I had completely lost the will to care. My fingers twisted desperately into his hair.
My hips rolled shamelessly up against his mouth, chasing every stroke of his tongue. I had never in my life felt anything even close to this.
I wanted more, I needed more. Despite my closed eyes I could feel his dark eyes watching my face while he devoured me like a starving beast .
After what felt like forever, I finally came hard on his tongue with a broken moan that I couldn't even tried to hold back.
That was absolutely incredible. My very first orgasm. He took his time cleaning every last drop from me with his tongue like I was something precious.
Finally he pulled back and sat beside me on the bed, taking me in his arms. I slowly opened my heavy eyes and glanced over at him shyly.
A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. He deliberately ran his tongue across them with a low knowing sound.
Ohh no. I remembered how shamelessly I had been moaning his name.
"You taste amazing, little wolf." His voice was low.
"Even more than blood". I dropped my gaze immediately to the floor, too shy to look at him .
"Now it is my turn, little wolf," he said.
And I choked.