Chapter 42: Chapter Forty-Two
A deep moan escaped from Damien's throat as he pulled me back down on the bed, positioning himself at my already quivering entrance. He slowly pushed himself inside me, waiting for me to accommodate his length, before pulling back, making me whimper from displeasure. He continued to do this, no doubt watching my face as I voiced my vexation from the torment, laughing softly from amusement.
I whined as I struggled against the belt holding my hands in place, fighting to free my hands. Damien put his hand over mine, refraining me from moving, tsking his discontent at my struggle. I moaned as his lips finally met mine, kissing me with insatiable hunger, exploring my tongue with his. I didn't realize this was a distraction, until he thrust his throbbing length inside me, making the bed slam into the wall from the force.
“Oh fuck!” I cried out as my body recoiled from the force, trying to readjust my position to better adapt to his throbbing manhood.
Damien slowly began increasing his thrusts, listening to my moans and whimpers to gauge if he was being too rough, or moving too fast. “Are you okay, kitten?” he whispered in my ear, his deep voice dripping with sexual satisfaction.
“Y-Yes...” I moaned out, trying to keep my self from climbing the peak too quickly. He must have known I was close to finishing a while ago, and it was taking everything I had to hold myself back. I wanted Damien to cum before I finished a second time, but I knew he could restrain himself far longer than I ever could. He knew how much I loved the sound of his voice, and used it against me.
“Stop holding yourself back.” He growled before grazing his fangs against my throat, making me shudder, destroying any hopes I had on holding back. Damien continued to thrust as I climaxed for the second time, whispering his praises softly in my ear, until my body calmed. After my spasms stopped, he untied my bonds, then flipped me on my stomach before securing my wrists again. He put one hand on my back and the other he put between my legs, lifting my hips up before he thrust back inside me.
I gasped out when he entered me, his manhood throbbing as he continued to thrust like a machine, not seeming to be deterred by his own pleasure. He held my hips, guiding me down I turned my head to the side, exposing my throat, offering him my blood. He only hesitated for a moment before softly sinking his fangs into the offered skin, moaning as my blood filled his mouth. Damien thrust once more, pushing himself as deep as he could, then came. I groaned as I felt his seed filling me, throwing me into a third climax.
I collapsed when my orgasm ended, panting like I'd just run a marathon. Damien finally unbound my hands, then took off my blindfold, kissing me softly as he carried me into the bathroom.
“You're...the... devil.” I gasped out in between breaths as he stepped into the shower and washed me, before washing himself.
“That's what they call me.” He said with a grin, his blue eyes flickering in amusement, as he rinsed us off.
Once we were both settled back in bed, and I was starting to drift into sleep, I opened my eyes and looked over at Damien with a nervous smile.
“Oh, babe?” I said softly, looking into his eyes, biting my lip nervously.
“What's wrong?” He asked, his eyes widening in worry, a crease in his brow as he looked over my face.
“I had a question...” I said, trailing off. I wasn't sure how to say it, or how to ask it. But after what had happened recently, I knew this is what I wanted.
“Yes, kitten? What is it?” He asked, propping up on one arm to look down at me.
"When I was twelve, and I said I didn't want to marry you. Did you want to marry me?"
He cocked his head to the side, surprised by the question, but nodded before he continued; "Yes, I did. But if it's not what you want, I won't push it."
"I want you to turn me, but I want us to be married first." I said as quickly as I could, looking into his eyes, waiting for his reaction.
"Really?" He responded, his eyes flickering in what I saw as nothing but pure, unadulterated happiness. He smiled, showing his perfect white teeth, as he jumped up pulled me into his arms. His joyous reaction was nothing short of addictive as he was practically buzzing, not sure if I was serious or not.
"Yes, I'm serious!" I exclaimed, kissing him after wrapping my arms around his shoulders.
"You want to marry me, and you want me to turn you? What brought this on?"
"I already knew I wanted to be with you, but after everything that happened, I realized I couldn't really be with you until I was a vampire. If I remain a human, I'm a liability. And I don't want to put you through that again."
"I cannot believe I'm about to say this..." He trailed off, shaking his head before continuing; "But thank you, Sinclair."
We both started laughing after he said that, until he jumped out of bed and left the room. He came back almost immediately, holding something behind his back.
"I had this made for you, after you met me for the first time, almost seven years ago." He said as he picked me up, and sat me on the edge of the bed, getting down on one knee in front of me. He pulled out a ring box, and opened it slowly.
I felt my heart catch in my throat as I saw the ring. The ring was gorgeous and clearly worth multiple millions of dollars. It had a 10-carat marquise-cut diamond, with a diamond studded bezel, every other stone in the bezel was a peridot, the same as my birth stone.
"Damien..." I trailed off as I felt tears welling up, threatening to spill out. He'd bought this ring for me, after all the horrible things I said to him when I was twelve.
"Bast, will you marry me?" Damien choked out, sounding like he was on the verge of tears, his blue eyes watery as he asked me.
"Yes!" I exclaimed, jumping into his arms as my tears finally spilled over. He pulled back, so he could slip the ring on my finger, I saw a single tear falling from his eye as he embraced me tightly.
"I love you, Bast Edge." He whispered into my hair as he stood, and laid down with me on top of him.
"I love you more, Lucifer Damien Edge." I said, crying tears of joy as I snuggled against him.