Damon was satisfied with Talia's reaction as she examined her new cell phone.
With this, incidents like the one at the festival when Damon couldn't find Talia won't happen again.
It's not that he plans to let her out of his sight, but it will be inevitable that they separate sometimes, and during those instances, Damon wanted to have the assurance that Talia is only one phone call away.
Immersed in figuring out how to operate her new cell phone, Talia took the small booklet that was in the box and started flipping through it.
"I'm glad you like it."
Damon's comment pulled Talia out of her daze.
"Yes, yes. Thank you.", she said earnestly. "I was thinking about asking how to get a cell phone, and this is amazing."
Damon was surprised by this. Talia is quiet and doesn't express her desires, but she wanted to ask about getting a cell phone? He wanted to know the reason.
"Why did you want a cell phone?"
The phone was already powered up and Talia was checking the options while using the booklet as a guide.
"I have phone numbers and I wanted to save them as contacts and to give my number in return."
Damon's brows came together. "Whose phone numbers do you have?"
She hummed before responding, "Axel, Maddox…"
Damon's ears were buzzing, and he didn't hear the rest.
Did she just name some random guys?
How come she didn't think about getting HIS number?
And did she call Maddox by his name casually without his title? When did they become so friendly?
Unaware of the storm brewing inside Damon, Talia was still talking, "…Kai and Tyler. Oh, I'm sure that Doctor Travis and Keith have numbers also…"
At the mentioning of Keith, Damon's jealousy reached its peak, and he saw red.
Damon grabbed her chin roughly and made her look his way.
Talia's eyes widened when she saw that Damon was angry. What happened? Only a minute ago he gave her the cell phone happily, yet now he was looking like he wanted to throw her into the dungeon.
Did he change his mind and will take the phone away? Surely, they can negotiate this. She can keep the phone and work for some time as his assistant to earn it. Yeah, that should work. Or so she thought.
"Did you forget about my existence?", Damon squeezed through his teeth.
Talia didn't get it. "Huh?"
"It seems I need to remind you that you are mine."
Before Talia could figure out what's going on, Damon's lips crashed on hers with urgency.
This kiss was not gentle. It was possessive and demanding and the sting in her lower lip told her that he drew blood.
"Damon… what are you doing?", Talia rasped while trying to adjust to the current situation. Why was he pushing her down on the sofa? And why the hell was she hugging him?
"Mine… Mine…", Damon mumbled while kissing her sloppily all over her face, and then he moved lower.
"Ah!", Talia cried when Damon bit her neck and her whole body shook in ecstatic waves when he licked the spot.
She gasped for air as his hands moved over her body.
"This… lunch…", she struggled to talk between kisses.
Damon's hand moved under her skirt, and he gripped the edge of her panties, ripping them in one smooth move and Talia couldn't believe the intensity of arousal that swelled inside her.
What lunch? It was just the two of them and this need for him to touch her.
Talia let out a whimper when his fingers reached between her drenched folds.
"Fuck, Talia!", he cursed under his breath. "You are perfect!"
In one swift move, Damon pushed himself lower and his head was between her legs, hovering only an inch above her intimate bush.
Talia gaped at the image of Damon looking at her flower hungrily, like it's the best delicacy in the world. It was embarrassing and scandalous and she couldn't stop staring at him.
She tried to pull her legs together, but Damon was quick to press on her thighs and push them further apart.
"You need to learn your lesson, kitten.", he said in a dangerously low voice. "You are mine."
Talia's mouth was open in a silent scream when he licked her there. Once, twice… his tongue moved over her clit in mighty strokes and Talia threw her head backward unsure if these are her last moments on Earth because it felt like her soul was about to leave her body.
Damon pressed his face into her while he kissed her deeply between her folds, his tongue moved from her clit down to her entrance and then back up, and his every move sent cataclysmic sensations through her body.
"Say my name, Talia…", Damon demanded. "Say that you are mine."
Talia's mind was a mess and she gasped when she felt his finger inside her.
"Say it!", Damon growled and he squeezed her ass with his free hand.
"Damon…", Talia breathed.
"Whose are you?"
"Yours…"
She could feel him smiling against her flesh, and then he attacked her pleasure centers with renewed vigor.
Talia stared blankly at the ceiling as her whole body shook uncontrollably in ecstatic quivers.
This is it. This is how she will die. Right now, with Damon between her legs… Will she have any regrets? Probably not.
And just when she thought that this is as good as it gets, Damon's lips latched around her clit, and he started sucking.
She fisted his hair, unsure if she wants to push him away or keep him there forever.
"Ah!... Damon! Ah!...", lewd sounds escaped Talia's lips, and she would never admit that those were hers.
Against all reason, Talia's hips moved, asking for more, and her moans became louder as she fought to catch the smallest of breaths.
Damon growled as her arousal was all around him and he could taste her on his tongue. She was soft and wet and she tasted of heaven and honey and her breathless cries were the most seductive music he ever heard.
Every stroke of his tongue pushed her closer to the ecstatic edge, and his finger moving in and out of her only intensified the pleasure.
Damon skillfully increased the pressure and pace, and there it was…
The whole room was spinning while Talia dissolved into a mass of cries and gasps with her legs up in the air, shaking like leaves in the storm.
She breathlessly begged for mercy while Damon showed none.
He was lapping her juices like a parched man, unwilling to let go of the sweet honey her body released.
Talia was panting heavily when Damon climbed on top of her.
Damon leaned his forehead on Talia's and stared into her unfocused honeyed eyes.
"Mine!", he growled.
Talia smiled. "Yours."
Damon was pleased with her response. But he was even more pleased by the way her body reacted to his touch. She was ready.
He really wanted to remove his clothes and go all the way, but they were in the study, on the sofa… and there was the lunch, and the event… Damn it! He will need to hold back… again. But not for long.
Damon kissed her and she tasted herself on his lips.
He carefully licked the spot he bit previously, using his saliva to help her heal completely.
Damon was already aroused to his limits, so after a few kisses, he helped her to sit up.
"You ripped my panties…", Talia complained when she saw what used to be her panties on the floor.
Damon smirked. "That's your punishment for thinking about other men."
Talia blinked as it dawned on her. "You were jealous because I mentioned Axel and Maddox and Kai and…" She stopped talking when she saw that Damon's expression darkened again.
"I was not jealous.", he lied.
Talia stifled a laugh.
Damon made a face. Is she making fun of him? "What's funny?"
"If this is how you will punish me, I might make you jealous more often."
Damon's eyes flashed in disbelief. Was this his shy Talia? No, this was a different Talia, but he didn't hate this side of her. Not even a little bit.
"There is no need to make me jealous, kitten…", he said with a sly smile while his palm moved up her thigh, under her skirt slowly. "Just say the word, and I am at your service. You will see how good I will make you feel when I'm the only man on your mind." He ended with a squeeze high on her thigh, nearly touching her flower that was still throbbing numbly from his previous ministrations.
Talia's face exploded in blush, and she didn't know where to look.
Yes, his head was between her legs only a few minutes ago, but somehow this right now was more scandalous.
Doesn't he know that he is the only man on her mind already? She didn't want to say this. The cocky Alpha probably knew already. At least that's what Talia thought.
"Let's go and grab lunch…", Damon told Talia. "Steph is not here, but she instructed Omegas to prepare food for us to eat and to pack us snacks for the road."
Talia squirmed in place. "I need to get new panties first."
"No.", Damon rejected right away.
When he saw her bewildered expression, he explained, "This is also your punishment. No panties."
"For how long?"
Damon smirked. "Until I say so."
Talia couldn't believe it.
She was wearing a dress and without panties, it will be breezy down there.
He must be joking. Right? RIGHT!?
