As dawn lit up the cloudless sky, orange hues spread from the East to swallow the stars and announce another bright summer day in Colorado, yet Damon couldn't care about anything beyond that bed and the girl who was sleeping soundly next to him.
Other than a few short naps, Damon couldn't sleep due to the excitement of merging with Talia. His heart was fluttering more than after his first time.
No other woman made him feel this way, and he knew that none ever will. It was only Talia. His mate.
Damon marveled the newly found intimacy, the pleasure of Talia's bare body resting against his, and delightful sparks that danced over his skin wherever they touched.
From the waist down, they were covered with a blanket that concealed their intertwined legs. Damon was on his back, cradling in his arms Talia who was facing him, her head was on his shoulder, and her palm rested on his chest.
The scene was simple, innocent, yet it was complex and there was nothing innocent about it. It was absolutely contradictory, but it was real, just how thrusting inside Talia made him feel sated and craving for more at the same time.
Everything about her was perfect, made for him.
The only thing lacking was her wolf, but Damon had a feeling her wolf will show up soon and Talia will confirm without a doubt that they are mates, and Damon will mark her, and the two of them will face whatever is coming together. Until that happens, he will protect her from anything and anyone who dares to jeopardize this piece of Heaven they created for themselves.
Damon tried to think about what makes Talia so different compared to other women who passed through his arms, yet he couldn't remember any of them. He knew that there were many, but they all faded into an indistinct blur, leaving only Talia to shine brightly in his mind and heart.
Damon was completely and absolutely smitten with the girl who was snoring softly, her warm breath fanned his chest, arousing him beyond belief. Everything she did was arousing.
He never released his load into a woman before, and he didn't really think of doing it with Talia either, but the orgasm blindsided him, and the second (and the third) time he was craving for that euphoric sensation of throbbing inside Talia and filling her up with his seed.
Why he didn't do this before? Damon was aware that a she-wolf can't get pregnant unless she is in heat, but he feared that the women he bedded might scheme to trap him. Yes, there is a paternity test, but what if the woman in question somehow collects his sample and uses it later when the heat strikes? Anything is possible. That's why he would always either release outside and wipe it clean or come inside a condom that he discarded personally.
However, with Talia, it was different. He wouldn't mind if she traps him. Actually, he was eagerly waiting for the moment when she will openly claim him as hers, forever.
Damon told Talia that he is hers, but she didn't really acknowledge that.
He thought how it's ironic, the only girl he belongs to, refuses to claim him, and any other woman would do that without missing a beat. Maybe that's what makes her stand out among all others.
Talia doesn't have a background or power of her own, yet she doesn't want to use his no matter what hardships she is facing. Damon sees that as a true strength of character. He admires Talia's determination and the fact that the bad experiences she went through didn't diminish her brilliance.
Damon glanced through the window, and he acknowledged that this was another first for him. Damon never waited for the morning with a woman he bedded, and he didn't want to wait for another morning without Talia in his arms.
He kissed the top of her head while tightening his hold on her slightly, careful not to wake her up.
Talia stirred out of her sleep with a muffled groan.
"Good morning, kitten", Damon greeted her with a smile.
"Good morning", she responded lazily.
Talia glanced around the room and frowned in confusion at the sight of wood-covered walls and ceiling. It took her a moment to remember that they are in Colorado, Lightclaw pack… ceremony to announce Kalina as the next Luna.
Talia's cheeks heated at the mental images from the previous night. She was in the tub with Damon and then they moved to the bed and then… oh, my! Was she dreaming about it?
She moved a little and hissed at the ache between her legs. Yup. It was real. It happened. And they were both completely naked!
Damon examined Talia's face carefully when he saw her frowning in discomfort.
"What's wrong?", he asked, and she exploded in a fierce blush.
There was no way she will admit that she is sore from last night's lovemaking.
It didn't take a rocket scientist to connect the clues, especially because Damon could feel her emotions.
"I'm sorry kitten…", Damon said. "I got carried away. You were amazing and it felt so good inside you, and I had to get just a bit more of you. I promise to be more careful next time."
Talia paused. Next time? She didn't want to talk about it.
"I will be fine in a day or two.", she said shyly, desperate to change the topic. "Is it time for breakfast?"
Damon ignored Talia's question as he was horrified by her first statement.
Did she say, a day or two!?
Does that mean he will need to wait a day or TWO until he gets to venture into Talia's treasure cove again!?
"Does it hurt a lot?", he asked, and Talia had no idea how to answer that question.
Damon pressed his lips into a line. Damn it! If her wolf is awake, she would heal in no time and…
Damon got an idea.
He gently pushed her to lay on her back. "Let me see."
Talia's eyes opened wide to the point of hurting. If she was drowsy so far, it was all gone, and she was wide awake now.
"No need."
Damon cocked an eyebrow at her. "What do you mean, no need? I hurt you. I want to check the state and determine the best treatment. Or would you rather that someone else looks at my sweet pussy?"
Talia stared at him in disbelief. He said so many things, but one stood out. "That's not yours." She couldn't say the word 'pussy', it was too scandalous. "It's mine."
Damon nodded in agreement. "True. But you are mine, and that makes every part of you mine also. Pussy included."
By the time he ended talking, Damon already pushed the blanket away, scooted down, and was spreading her legs.
"Relax, kitten… let me see…"
Talia wondered, what can he see? The throbbing is on the inside!
But the stubborn Alpha was already there, and she knew that he won't give up just like that, so she let him have it.
Damon hummed ambiguously and she twitched when he spread her folds with his fingers. Was there a need to blow? And he did it a few times!
Talia gasped when he licked her down there and she jerked upward. "Hey! You said you will only look!"
"I did", Damon agreed immediately, and his hands grabbed her hips, pulling her lower into her original position. "I looked, and I determined that I can make my pussy better."
"How is that going to make anything better?", Talia asked breathily. And that was HER pussy, damn it!
Talia cursed internally when she remembered some racy scenes from the previous night. And Damon was now between her legs, his hair was ruffled, and he looked very sexy.
"Did you forget that my saliva has analeptic properties?" Damon asked and his nostrils flared when he inhaled the scent of her arousal. His lips lifted into a devious smirk. "You will love this medical treatment."
"I'm not sure that classifies as medical treatment. And I didn't shower! Ahhh!" She ended with a lustful shriek because he licked her again.
Damon was amused by her resistance that was contradicting her emotions which he could clearly feel. The fierce blush on her adorable cheeks only made her more alluring.
Yes, she was shy and unspoiled, and he was eager to corrupt her in every way possible.
"Let Dr. Blake tend to your injuries, Mrs. Blake. I'm the only one who can do this. This is mine. All mine…", Damon murmured before burying his face into her, and Talia's head plopped back in the pillow.
She was absolutely defenseless against his attack on her pleasure centers.
Damon started slowly and then he increased the pressure and pace expertly, and within minutes, Talia cried his name while shivering in ecstasy.
Satisfied with the outcome, Damon gave one last quick kiss at the center of Talia's flower, giving her one last shudder before moving up to rest his head on the pillow.
He pulled Talia into his embrace and rubbed her back gently.
Damon was aroused to the point of madness, but he reminded himself that Talia was achy from the previous night and that he should give her time to recuperate. He can hold it in until tonight. Tomorrow morning, at most.
Talia was not sure if it was due to his saliva or her orgasm, but her insides now throbbed in a different rhythm, one that reminded her that there is a void at her core.
Talia remembered the sensation of Damon inside her and a rush of heat washed over her, converging at the cradle of her thighs.
Damon inhaled sharply and cocked an eyebrow at her.
He could smell her and feel her emotions and he was not sure if that was her need or his.
"Kitten…", Damon called while touching her chin and making her look at him with her unfocused honeyed eyes. "Does this mean that the treatment was effective, and you want to feel me again?"
Talia nodded faintly and he wondered if he imagined it.
"Say it.", Damon demanded. "I need to hear you say it."
"I want… you…"
Her voice was just a whisper, but he heard her clearly.
Damon's lips landed on Talia's with urgency, letting her taste herself on him and he couldn't believe how those few words pushed him into overdrive.
She said that she wants him.
That's all he needed to let go of the brakes and enjoy the morning fully, with his mate.
