He turns the shower off before walking into the bedroom. He dumps me on the bed before climbing on top of me, and I shriek.
"Damien let me up, the bed's getting wet"
"That's not all that will be getting wet" He growls next to my ear. His lips go to my breast as he bites down hard on my nipple. His hands moving down my body and I feel him kiss my stomach before settling between my legs.
"Hmm You smell so good" He says before I feel his hot tongue part my lips, licking a straight line from my ass to my clit. My back arching off the bed and he pushes my legs higher draping them over his shoulders. I feel my stomach tighten at the intense pleasure building up, my skin becoming flushed as it heats.
Damien grips my hips holding them in place as I buck against him. I grip his hair trying to pull his face away but all he does is groans and the vibration nearly sends me over the edge.
Damien slips a finger inside me and I moan at the sudden intrusion before I feel him slip it out adding another. I grind my hips against his face and fingers. Damien's tongue moving faster, flicking over my clit when I feel myself reach my peak and come crashing over the edge, my juices spilling onto his tongue as he licks me clean and I moan loudly.
Damien then crawls up the bed before flopping down beside me and pulling me against him.
I rest my chin on his chest.
"Good?" He asks, making my face flush with embarrassment and he chuckles softly. My fingers traced one of his scars on his chest. He watches me as my fingertips brush softly against his scarred skin.
"How old were you when you got these?" I ask looking up at him. He stares up at the ceiling. His jaw tenses as he grits his teeth.
"Nine" He says.
"How did you get them?" I ask and he looks at me.
"My father" He answers shortly, not adding anything else and I can tell it's not a topic he likes talking about.
"Is that why you killed him?" He doesn't answer, just looks at me before looking up at the ceiling.
"Some people shouldn't be parents" He says, and I can tell he is off reliving some nightmare memory.
Sitting up, I climb on top of him making him look at me. His hands rubbing my thighs before I lean down and kiss him. He seems shocked at first before kissing me back and his hands grip my thighs tightly.
"Lily, if you don't want me to fuck you. I suggest you get off" He says against my lips. I kiss the side of his mouth before kissing his chin. Moving to his neck I nip at the skin before kissing it softly. He turns his head giving me better access to his neck and I feel his breath hitch. I hesitate before Layla's voice pleads with me.
"Please Lily, mark him, he won't leave us. I promise" Layla urging me to mark him, she wants to be tied to Damien.
"You don't have to Lily. I want you to, but I can wait" He whispers. Making all doubt leave me. I kiss his neck before I feel my canines protrude and press against his skin before piercing his neck.
I taste his blood as it rushes into my mouth and his grip tightens as he groans loudly, his fingers digging into my thighs. I pull my teeth from his neck before running my tongue over it sealing it, when I suddenly feel all his emotions rush into me. Overwhelming me and I sit up.
Damien's face studying mine, I could feel he was trying to figure out if it was me or Layla that marked him. Looking for any regret of what I just did, but I knew he would find none.
"I love you" He says brushing his thumb over my lips.
"I know you do" I tell him, kissing his thumb before he pulls me down on his chest, hugging me tightly against him, his fingertips running up and down my spine softly.
Lily POV
Waking to the feel of my heart pounding in my chest, my entire body felt like it was wired, and my skin buzzed lightly as a cold rush of adrenaline rushed through my body making goosebumps rise on my skin. Startled by the sudden feeling, I jump out of bed, scanning the room. Damien is nowhere to be seen, and on his side of the bed, the covers were ripped back like he left suddenly.
That's when I realise the feeling consuming me isn't mine, but his. Grabbing the first thing I lay my hands on, I dress quickly before running down the stairs. Layla is stirring to life as she feels the tension in the air.
"Darian said to stay inside there is a rogue attack he felt us wake up"
"Fuck that, we need to help" I tell her, throwing the front door open.
The entire town is in chaos and I know something has gone terribly wrong, as the first thing I see is Callie and Max fighting off rogues in the middle of the park. Warriors fighting up the street and around the outskirts of the park that is in the dead centre of the town. Not hesitating, I jump into the fray to help.
Callie is fighting two wolves and they seem to have the upper hand as they injure her. Max has three wolves on him but seems to be faring better. I watch as the black wolf pins Callie to the ground and the other tries getting to her neck.
Shifting mid jump, I tackle the wolf Layla tearing out a chunk of its fur as we skid across the ground. Spinning quickly we grab its tail ripping it backward but not before he pivots, his jaws snapping dangerously close to our face. Missing by centimetres only to latch onto my side. Seeing an opening Layla tears through the wolf's throat, ripping it out. The wolf goes limp at our feet. I feel blood running down our side like I have turned a tap on.
I hear Max whine loudly trying to get to Callie, but he is still cornered by the three wolves. Callie on the ground next to the swings with another two wolves attacking her. Her back legs are ripped apart pretty badly as blood coats her fur.
"Where the fuck, are they coming from?" Layla growls while lunging at the wolf that is attacking Callie. We pounce on its back digging our claws in and tearing into the back of its throat. It growls before tossing us off and we hit the slide. Layla gets up baring her teeth and growling menacingly as it stalks toward us. He is big, his brown fur covered in mud and dirt.