Don't Be Afraid

F I A

"See, I'm touching you. There is nothing to be afraid of. I've touched you before, and you liked it."

I know the person in front of me telling me that I can trust him while I'm writhing with the pain I feel in my body.

It hurts because of the intensity of its desire to feel touched.

"Let me help you, Fia; the more you fight, the more you will feel pain. Don't fight the moon, my queen."

I found his words comforting. I glanced at his eyes and turned away. I really wanted to know what he was thinking and feeling. Biting my lip, I forced myself to stare at him.

"Don't worry about it, Fia. Don't force yourself to do something you're not ready for." This is a sad promise.

I know that it locked us both in a place where no soldier or man could enter us.

He made sure I was safe.

I watched it and wondered why it had released a chain.

"I need to make sure you are safe. As well as me." He whispered, and I realized what he wanted to say. He wanted to chain himself so that he couldn't make me do something against my wishes.

'Damon needs you.' what my mother said came back to my mind.

Why did he say that?

Didn't Damon kill him?

What really happened?

My wolf whimpered inside me as if it didn't want to see its mate struggling.

I watched as it endured to injure its lover while attaching the silver chain.

It was like returning to the old Damon I knew. After having his memories back, it has changed.

I am also aware that we have an enemy to face.

We need each other.

Even if it's wrong, I know there's something I should know.

How does his father hate Damon? Why do you want to kill him? Is it just because of the kingdom?

Just as he was about to attach another chain, I grabbed his hand.

Even though I was weak from the pain, I used my strength to remove the chain that was placed earlier on his right wrist.

"K, I need to do that to protect--"

"I'm ready for you. I want you. I don't know why. I need you, Damon."

It was a surprise, but only for a moment because it was replaced by bitterness.

"It's the mating, D. Because of the full moon, our body will force us to do something that shouldn't be. You'll regret this-" I put my hand on his cheek, and when I felt the warmth of its skin, I felt that I was infected.

"Then why do I feel something is missing?" I asked, voicing the pain in my heart. Something was missing between us.

Apart from the bond that I rejected, it was as if something was distancing us.

"I want to know the truth, Damon. Show me if you are telling the truth that you are innocent. I would forgive you. Show me your memories." I mean it.

I know I may regret this decision, but I am too weak to fight it.

"N-no! I can't let you mark me, D, and you won't forgive me after this. You'll only hate me more." I was afraid of this promise, so I don't know, but all my doubts have disappeared.

I ran my index finger to his lips.

"You don't have a choice about that, Damon. I decided to do this. Help me get my revenge, Damon." It stared into my eyes in confusion. It was like it wanted to read what I wanted to do.

"I want to kill your father. When I was in the dungeon, my mother was there. He whispered in my mind. I don't know why he seems to want me to trust you. And I want to answer Damon. Mate with me tonight. And I don't care if I regret this tomorrow, but I only want to do one thing. I want to gamble." There is a trace of hesitation on his face.

"You don't love me D, you will just hate me---"

"Then make me. Make me love you. Show me that I am wrong about hating you." He swallowed slowly as I ran my finger over his shoulder.

I love the little sparks I felt while touching him. It feels good to feel the pain go away because of the warmth it brings.

Reaching out a hand, he snagged me around the waist. "Fia, I will have you tonight, and after this, there's no way out." His fingers spread out over the back of my hips and drew me to him, fitting me snuggly up against him.

"Isn't that what you want Damon? That I can't get away? Then do it. You have my permission. Own me. And let me own you."

At the same time as I said that, I saw the color of his eyes change.

So, I grinned. His wolf gained control.

"You're here, wolf, don't let me undress you." I extended my nail, and without warning, I destroyed his outfit.

Leaving him naked.

I don't know where I got the courage, but I don't care anymore.

My lips parted with a gasp as I felt his cock, thick and long, pressing against my belly. My hands smoothed up his chest.

It took me all of a nanosecond to realize I was in charge. My gaze darted from his chest up to his eyes. Drawing on my instinct to seduce, I leaned forward. In a whisper of a kiss, I fluttered my lips over his chest, his muscles contracting at the light touch.

It's as if its body is very sensitive to my touch.

And it makes me smile.

"I was right about this." I couldn't help but need to taste him. I wanted to feel him.

The warmth of his breath and the sensation of his touch.

"What do you mean?" This question is because I didn't finish what I was going to say earlier.

I grinned inwardly at the roughness in his voice. "I was right; I can lick you from head to toe and not grow bored." I licked his nipple that his red lips stole.

He jerked, a curse dropping from his lips that fell away into a growl of pleasure. I smiled and did it again, adding a nip for good measure. A simple little bite on its nipple that ended up in sucking.

His hand drove into the hair at the back of my neck, and he yanked my head back. The blue was back in his eyes, and I smothered a whimper at the evidence he was near the edge of his control.

It's about to lose control, and he will be the beast man who can control me. A monster that can make me happy.

"No." His growl was deeper, not totally human. "We do this my way. I want you under me, Fia."

My heartbeat tripped in my chest. I had never been so turned on by a man taking charge. I didn't just like it, which was unusual; I was ready to get on my knees and do his bidding.

"As long as you don't stop pleasing me. I will let you do your way, Damon," I said gently, and I saw him gritting his teeth.

He slid his free hand down over her ass, gripping the plump curve and then lifting his hand. She jumped as it came back down again in a sharp, light smack.

"Don't worry, Victoria, I don't plan on stopping until you're too hoarse to scream my name anymore."

He kissed me finally, his lips crashing down over mine. It wasn't a kiss from the romance novels. It wasn't polished and sexy, designed to appeal to my heart. It was raw and primal, intended to seduce all my feminine instincts. I gasped; the sound cut off as he used the opportunity to slide his tongue past my lips.

I can feel his naughty tongue occupying every part of my mouth. Licking and sucking every corner.

The slow sizzle he'd started inside me with those possessive looks had developed into explosions, bringing my blood from simmering to a full boil.

It wasn't just his lips and the way he owned me with his mouth and tongue. No. There was more. An elemental, primal connection I didn't want to acknowledge.

He'd spanked me. Actually, he had the nerve to slap my ass twice, and instead of being outraged, I wanted to beg him to do it again.

It squeezed my seat with a bite. And one thing was for sure: I was about to get much more than just a night of hot sex. The way he touches and owns me right now is like I'm missing nothing.

He was right. After this, I won't have the chance to escape.

He broke the kiss, turning me around in one swift move. Damn!

It's very hot.

But it seemed to enjoy it as it ran its sharp claws down my dress from behind.

"Damn this dress!" He growled. In a normal situation, I would laugh at what he said, but I feel the opposite because I agree more with what he said. I hope I didn't allow the waiters to dress me earlier.

In a swift moment, I felt the slip of the cloth from my body.

It seemed to tear it from behind. And now I am naked, too.

Damn, I'm wet.

I moaned as the cooler air embraced my skin.

Then he moved, pressing his hips against mine, and the thick bar of his cock against my ass told me what I wanted to know.

He needs me. And I need him, too.

"You're fucking gorgeous, Fia," he growled by my ear, big hands sliding around to cup my tits. His breathing hitched. I took that to mean he liked my breasts.

He cupped my breasts, his hands not gentle, but not rough either. Just enough to arouse. I gasped, biting my lip as his fingers found my nipples, stroking them to attention.

"I want you, Fia, more than anything."

I pressed my head back into his chest. Listening to the sound of his heart thumping so fast.

His hands on my body felt good and right. Like they belonged there. I wanted, shit! I needed more. My breathing filled my ears, and I needed to control my every move.

"You would crave me forever, Fia."

She won't doubt that. I will definitely look for it.

I tried to face it, but it hardened and, without warning, bit my earlobe softly; the pain was small but sharp, shooting a line of fire right down to my clit. It throbbed, as eager for his attention as my nipples hardened.

"My way, my rules. Problem with that?"

I wanted to ask too many questions. It was my nature. Instead, I shook my head and followed my instincts.

"Would you like more pleasure?" he asked. And then he made me lie down on the bed and made me face him.

Don't ask me. Just do it.

I nodded my head. I couldn't describe what was going on inside me. A gasp escaped me as he went down to my pussy. His fingers teased through my slit.

I opened my legs wider for him. He stared at me while he touched my clit. My legs felt like jelly when he plunged a finger inside my core. Damn!

His finger is hot.

It was so hot that my penis didn't seem to want to let go of its long and relatively large index finger.

"You're so wet," he said.

How could I not be? He was taking my world and turning it upside down. I had no idea what to do or what was expected of me.

He had become unpredictable in a matter of a day. What I thought I knew about him was not the real score of his actions. I thought he was a monster, but why couldn't my mind and heart accept it?