The bubbles from the shower gel were all washed a long time ago, but Talia didn't dare to ask for more.
Talia's hands parted to move over Damon's hips while avoiding to touch his erect cock that waved at her as Damon shifted his weight from one leg to another.
It was intimidating and inviting at the same time.
Her hands moved robotically as her brain stuttered and she was not sure if she wanted to escape that shower enclosure or to feel him out… everywhere.
"Don't you want to touch it?", Damon's husky voice sounded close to her ear.
She knew very well what that 'it' was because she was staring at it. Did she want to touch it?
Talia told herself that this was not a big deal. After all, that thing was inside her, more than once, and Damon kissed and caressed (and licked) every part of her body, and it was wonderful. Wouldn't it be normal if she does the same thing to him?
Talia knew that once she overcomes the invisible barrier of her shyness, being with Damon is natural, and their every intimacy is pleasing, addictive… and she really wanted to make him feel good but… can she do it?
What if she makes a fool of herself?
No. That won't happen.
Damon never teased her for lack of experience. Whatever they did, he was caring and patient, and Talia couldn't stop herself from falling for him more.
Thanks to the mate bond, Damon was aware of Talia's doubts and desires. That super-cheat allowed him to act without worry that he was doing something against her will.
His biggest wish was for Talia to feel the bond with all the benefits it provides, so that she can be aware of how much he craves for her and that in his eyes, she can't do wrong.
Damon put his hand over Talia's, and slowly guided her toward his erection.
Talia held her breath when he pressed on her hand to wrap her fingers around his shaft that was throbbing to feel her touch.
Damon hissed as the sparks of the bond danced over his cock.
"Is this OK?", Talia asked in a small voice.
She barely touched him, yet he made that sound. Did she hurt him? But if it hurt, why did he squeeze her hand around his erection further?
"Everything you do is amazing.", he said honestly.
Damon moved her hand to pump his shaft.
"I am yours, kitten. Do with me whatever you want. If you are not sure if something is right, I will guide you."
Damon released her hand and spoke in a strained voice. "That's it, kitten… You are doing wonderfully…"
Encouraged by his words, Talia continued moving her hand and she didn't need to lean closer to see every nook and cranny of his magnificent cock that was throbbing in her hand.
Damon's body arched over hers, providing shelter from the warm water that fell on them and she could see a drop of precum forming at his tip.
Everything smelled of dark chocolate. Mouthwatering.
Talia wondered if it would taste good. When they kiss, Damon's flavor of the dark chocolate intensifies. Will it be the same with this?
Guided by her curiosity, Talia leaned and gave it a lick.
Damon inhaled sharply and somehow, Talia knew that it made him feel good, so she licked him again, and again… and then she took him into her mouth and Damon released a barely audible "Ah".
Talia hummed as her tongue twirled around his tip. He was delicious.
The skin of his cock was smooth, and it moved under the pressure of her lips and tongue, while the shaft was hard and hot, and it all tasted of dark chocolate with a hint of manly muskiness.
Damon groaned and Talia looked up while wondering if he liked what she was doing, and she met his unfocused icy-blue eyes full of lust staring back at her under the half-closed eyelids, making her feel that he will devour her at any moment.
He was handsome, powerful, vulnerable, and absolutely lost in the pleasure she was giving him.
Talia marveled at the feeling that she can bring him to such a state. It was the newfound power she had over him.
She smiled a bit and continued sucking and licking, and pumping with her hand the base of his shaft that didn't fit in her mouth.
Damon stared at Talia, lost in the sensation of her mouth and tongue around his shaft, and it was all amplified by marvelous sparks of their bond.
She was kneeling in front of him, absolutely focused on sucking him off and he never saw anything sexier in his life.
That was Talia. His mate.
The whole experience was enhanced by the knowledge that it was her first time. Damon knew that considering his past, it was not fair to gloat about being her first in anything. She was too pure, too innocent, too unspoiled, too perfect for him. But there she was, on her knees, giving him one more of her firsts, and it was wonderful.
Talia was his and he wanted to claim her completely.
Lost in his madness, Damon's fangs came out and he knew that if this lasts much longer, he will lose control and mark her.
He wanted her to stop so that he can catch a breather, but at the same time, he didn't want her to stop. Ever.
Consumed with his desire for more, faster, stronger, Damon gripped a handful of her hair and started thrusting into her mouth.
Talia's eyes opened in shock because he didn't move so far.
He was holding her head and thrusting every time a bit further. Did he think that the whole thing will fit? No way! But then he hit the back of her mouth and she gasped, and Damon used that opportunity to shove his cock down her throat.
Talia didn't think that was possible, but then… it was.
Damon was groaning in pleasure, and she felt a wave of heat hitting her core with every move he made, and she thought that she might orgasm just by sucking him off.
Talia really wanted to reach between her legs and to give to her aching pleasure bud that small caress she needed to push her over the edge, but she was too shy to do so, so she grabbed Damon's firm ass and dug her nails into him, focusing mightily on matching the pace of his thrusts with movements of her tongue.
Talia swallowed on a reflex. Her tongue squeezed his cock against the roof of her mouth, and she felt under her palms the moment when Damon's buttocks stiffened.
Damon wanted to pull out, but Talia held him in place, and he didn't really want to pull out, so he thrust one more time firmly, dissolving halfway in shivers.
Talia's moan mixed with his groan when he released his seed at the back of her mouth.
Chocolate. Dark chocolate.
Damon's chest heaved as he watched her licking him greedily like she was savoring the best delicacy ever.
"Fuck, Talia!", Damon squeezed through his teeth when he twitched as the tail of his release caught him unprepared.
His every orgasm with Talia was better than the previous one, better than any other, muddling his brain and making him addicted to Talia, but the only thing he could do was crave for more. It was that good.
Damon grabbed her shoulders and pulled her to stand up, pinning her against the tiled wall of the shower enclosure with his body.
"You are perfect. You are mine. Made for me. Say that you are mine, kitten!"
His words were order and a plea at the same time. If she denied him this, he feared that he might suffer a mental breakdown. He needed her more than air. He needed confirmation that she was his. Only his and no one else's.
"Yours.", she said, amazed by Damon's intensity and how much it turned her on.
Damon kissed her sloppily, tasting himself on her tongue and he was not surprised how well their flavors mixed because he knew that he and Talia are perfect together in everything. It's supposed to be that way.
He cursed under his breath when his hand reached between her legs, and he felt how wet she was.
Spurred by her arousal, he was unable to wait any longer.
Damon grabbed Talia's buttocks and lifted her, and he hummed in approval when her legs wrapped around his waist. She knew what to do. His kitten is a fast learner.
Talia gasped when he entered her.
Talia was aware it was coming, and she welcomed him eagerly because she was really turned on and aching for a release, but his impatience caught her by surprise.
There was urgency behind his every thrust, and Talia fought to catch the smallest of breaths as he guided her to Heaven expertly with the movements of his hips.
"Sing for me, kitten…", Damon growled lowly. "Let me hear you call my name."
Talia's mind was a mess. What singing? But she understood that he wanted her to say his name and she opened her mouth to say it, but only a moan escaped her lips.
"Da… Dam… Damon… DAMON!"
Talia ended with a cry while clinging onto him, for the whole Universe to know how good it felt to fall apart in his arms.
"Fuck!", Damon cursed loudly as her orgasm washed over him and his ass buckled, making him come in ecstatic waves like he didn't release a load in her mouth just a little while ago.
