"You are mine…", Damon murmured. "Say it, kitten. Say that you are mine."
Talia blinked herself into reality and she met his icy-blue eyes that were anything other than icy.
"I am yours.", Talia breathed.
"Do you mean it?"
Talia didn't understand why he asked that, but she confirmed. "Yours to touch, yours to kiss, yours to hold."
Damon smiled. Those were his words and she remembered them.
Damon hummed in agreement and added, "Mine to love."
Talia's heart skipped a beat. And she was not sure if it was because of his words, or because of his breathtaking smile that reached his eyes, or because he was grinding at the cradle of her thighs, spreading her juices over his hot and hard shaft.
"Let me love you, kitten… I want to love you in every way possible…"
How could she say no to that?
Talia sucked in a breath when she felt his erection prodding at her entrance.
"This might hurt at first. I will be gentle…", he said, and she bit her lower lip in anticipation of what's coming.
There was pressure and a stretch, and she couldn't break eye contact.
Damon stared into her honeyed eyes that were getting teary and a vein popped on his forehead how much he controlled himself not to give in to his urge to plunder her insides.
Damon could feel the resistance as he reached the obstacle just behind her tight entrance and Talia closed her eyes.
The sparks of the bond were driving him mad, and he exhaled sharply.
"Look at me, kitten.", Damon demanded, and when she opened her eyes, he continued moving again. "Breathe… relax… look at me…" He really wanted her to keep staring at him with those honeyed eyes. He wanted her to know that he is the one entering her, merging with her, becoming one. It was important.
Talia dug her fingers into Damon's back and hissed at the sharp pain that radiated through her body in a series of throbs, setting her insides on fire.
Damon groaned as he made his way inside her slowly, and he thought that he might lose his mind from the ecstatic sensation of sinking into her tender flesh that gripped his shaft perfectly.
He stopped only when he was sheathed fully, reaching deeply into the uncharted area of her body.
Talia was hot and tight and wet and his, and he never knew that being inside a woman can be so engrossing... satisfying and maddening at the same time.
Damon wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his palms.
"You did good, kitten…", he murmured. "It will get better in no time. You feel wonderful."
Talia was not sure what was more embarrassing. The fact that he was inside her, or that he was staring at her, or his words. She was relieved when he kissed her because it gave her an excuse to close her eyes.
"I am sorry", he said, and her eyes snapped open to see him look at her with an expression full of emotions as he continued, "I'm sorry I didn't save myself for you, but I promise that you will be my last. No one will come after you."
Talia's ears were buzzing, and she was not sure if she heard him right.
Damon kissed her lips once, twice… and only after she responded to his kisses, Damon's hips moved a bit, making them both gasp at the otherworldly friction that tugged on their nerve endings fiercely.
Talia couldn't believe that this was happening. She was with Damon in bed, he was inside her, they were one. He was intense, gentle, powerful, caring, and the visual of his lustful gaze directed at her made her breathless.
She never thought that a man could look at her like that, yet here was Damon… a perfect male specimen, looking at her like she was the most alluring woman in the world, making her feel beautiful and desired.
The painful sensation was morphing into pleasure with his every next thrust.
He was big and hot and hard, and as the pain subsided, Talia realized that she craved for more of that otherworldly friction.
Little by little, her hips moved to meet his, with less reservation as she got used to the addictive feeling of him filling her up.
"Fuck! You are perfect!", Damon growled and picked up the pace.
Damon pushed himself a bit higher on his arms and grinned at the sight of Talia bouncing under him. He imagined this moment many times, and this was so much better than anything his mind came up with.
He glanced at the point where their bodies connected, to see his shaft disappearing into her flesh.
The whole scene was erotic beyond belief.
"Oh, Damon…", Talia moaned, and Damon's cock lurched in response.
Damon couldn't believe this. He was already inside her, yet she still managed to arouse him further. Seductress.
He held onto her waist and changed the angle of his thrusts slightly.
Talia's eyes rolled at the back of her head as she gasped for air.
Oh, yes. She was getting there.
Another change in the angle made her moan loudly, and Damon continued thrusting into her with renewed vigor.
His hand snaked between them, and his thumb stroked her clit for added stimulation.
Talia was confident that the room was spinning, and she gripped his shoulders tightly. The pressure in her core was increasing exponentially, his every thrust was adding to it, making her feel like she was about to explode.
Talia's mind was a mess. Her body was acting on its own. She was making some embarrassing noise that was mixing with the sound of Damon's flesh slapping against hers… it was outrageous, but she craved for more.
"Harder…", she breathed, and Damon was delighted to respond to her demand. It was a sign that his kitten was coming out of her shell.
"Ah… Oh… Mmm…", she mumbled unintelligibly, and then she held her breath for a moment before her body arched and she burst into a mind-shattering orgasm.
The intensity of Talia's orgasm caught Damon off-guard and when her insides coiled around his shaft in rhythmical pulses, Damon's ass buckled and he groaned while releasing his hot load inside her.
Damon continued thrusting in jerky movements and he couldn't believe the bliss caused by Talia's tight pussy milking his cock to the last drop he had to offer.
One orgasm amplified another and both Talia and Damon moaned and gasped while clinging onto each other.
Damon bedded numerous women, and he had even more orgasms, but none was able to shake his soul euphorically... until now.
He knew that it was over, as both of them climaxed, but his cock was still hard and ready, and he couldn't stop those small movements of his hips.
"Fuck!", Damon cursed under his breath.
She-wolves don't get pregnant unless they are in heat, so the unexpected pregnancy was not a concern, however, he never came inside a woman before.
He didn't mind, but he hoped that Talia was not upset about this.
Seeing her unfocused gaze and goofy smile, Damon guessed that she was fine with what happened, and based on her emotions, she was definitely more than fine.
Damon leaned over Talia, his chest pressed against hers lightly while he supported his weight on his elbows, and he kissed her on the lips. It was a long and slow kiss, and he swallowed every sigh that escaped her.
"How are you feeling, kitten?", Damon murmured into her lips.
"OK", she said in a small voice. Her crotch area was blissfully numb and her whole body was humming.
She glanced down when she realized... "Uhm… you are still… inside…"
Damon grinned. "If it's up to me. I will stay inside you forever. I like it there."
Talia was speechless. He must be joking, right?
Damon was wondering if he should pull out, but she said that she was OK, so maybe they could go for another round. Definitely.
For two endless weeks, Damon waited to taste Talia. For an Alpha who gets whatever he wants immediately, those two weeks were two eternities! And now she was below him, gorgeous, wet, tight, his… and he couldn't wait to make her scream his name again.
Damon kissed Talia's neck, sucking slightly. "You know, kitten, you are made for me."
His lips latched on her neck again, and he jabbed himself inside her in one swift movement.
Talia gasped when she felt the friction. Her insides were sensitive from what they did, and his every move was electrifying.
She feared that any more of it and she will lose her mind. Literally. But it was addictive, and she couldn't stop the movements of her hips to meet Damon's.
"Say you are mine…", Damon demanded with a growl.
"I am yours.", she said.
"Who are you?"
"Talia…", she responded, and when she saw him narrowing his eyes at her, she added, "Talia Blake."
Damon hummed in approval. "Good girl."
For Talia, what happened after that, was a mix of blurry images.
Damon's magnificent body arching above her… his muscles rippling as he thrusted inside her repeatedly… the friction… kisses… caresses… the intense orgasm as she clung to Damon for her dear life and all the sweet words he whispered into her ear.
Her core throbbed with a hint of pain, and she hoped that it will never stop because it was proof that this night happened.
Talia faintly remembered Damon wiping her limp body with a towel, and cradling her into his arms, small and gentle kisses all over her face, and then she allowed the darkness to consume her as she sunk into much-needed sleep that came with her favorite scent of the forest and the dark chocolate.
