While waiting for Talia to return from the closet, Damon wondered what she was up to.
Talia said that she wanted to do something for him, and he hoped that it included two naked bodies. His and Talia's.
He remembered massaging oils that Talia brought after her spa outing with Maya a few days ago. This seemed like a good opportunity to use them. He moved a bit to adjust his hard-on. Thinking about Talia's oily body under his palms made him hard instantly.
Damon's gaze was drawn to two plush toys that were now looking at him and his mind drifted more than a decade into the past to a memory of his mother who was sitting while Damon combed her hair.
"You will know the true character of a person based on how they treat the ones who are below them, when no one is watching…", his mother said.
During those hair-combing sessions, Damon's mother would listen to whatever Damon had to say, and sometimes she would impart him with bits of wisdom.
It's been a while since he missed his parents, but now he really wished they were here. He would introduce Talia to them proudly and Talia would get two more people who would dote on her.
Damon smiled at the thought that Talia would definitely get along well with his mother. Talia gets along with everyone. She is so kind, that even toys get good treatment.
Well, Talia is kind, and Damon... not so much.
With one flick of his wrist, Cinna found herself on the floor.
Damon would do anything for Talia, but that plush toy reminded him of the lecherous coach who brought Talia to a secluded spot by the lake, and… Damon didn't want to think about it.
If Damon didn't fear that Talia would be heartbroken, the wretched toy would go with the bastard coach into the barren mountains and stay there forever.
In the closet…
Talia looked at herself in the full-length mirror and thought how this might not be a good idea. How can she get out like this?
Maya said that Damon will love it and that for a guy there is no better treat than to see his woman like this.
Talia was inexperienced, but she didn't want to let Damon do everything and this was her attempt to show initiative.
Talia was wearing a red babydoll-style garment that was made out of lace which reached just below her behind, exposing her slender legs completely. Small lacy designs covered her nipples and crotch area, a delicate red bow was between her breasts, and everything else was sheer. Yes, she was wearing a dark red thong, but that didn't cover much either.
Scandalous.
The more she looked at herself, the more Talia's resolve crumbled.
She turned sideways and bent a little, only to see her butt cheeks peeking under the lacy hem of the sheer fabric.
Talia didn't get it. Was this nightwear or underwear? In any case, it didn't provide any warmth or coverage. It was more for decoration.
She gave herself another look and confirmed that this won't do. She was not brave enough to walk out of the closet wearing only this for Damon to see.
However, Talia told Damon that she will do something for him, and at that time, Talia thought about wearing this, but… now what?
Talia froze when she realized that there was a figure at the door of the closet, staring at her. Damon.
His eyebrows were so high up that they nearly reached his hairline. And something else was up but in his crotch area.
Damon realized that Talia was taking a lot of time and he came to see if everything was OK because he could feel her anxiety building up.
He expected to see many things, but this… just what was this?
It was not his birthday, yet he felt like there was a present in front of him. The best present ever. Talia even had a red bow between her breasts, but the best decoration was her intense blush that contrasted her bold outfit while painting the whole picture of a good girl gone bad.
The visual was so captivating that Damon stood rooted in his spot, and he would definitely get a nosebleed if most of his blood didn't pool in his crotch area. He was on the verge of fainting. Can a person die from extreme arousal?
They stared at each other for an unknown measure of time, and Damon was first to break his daze with a grin and, "Are you trying to seduce me, kitten?"
There was no need for Talia to do anything other than exist, but the fact that she dressed up like this told Damon she was willing, and that made his cock throb painfully in need to merge with Talia.
Of course, Damon saw numerous women in a variety of provocative outfits, but none of them was able to set his soul on fire how Talia can. She was smart, kind, shy, sometimes fierce, unaware of the power that brewed inside her and oblivious to how beautiful she was inside and out, and she always had a smile for him that had the power to light up his day. Damon knew that no woman ever will be able to move him like that because this was Talia. His mate. His everything.
Damon's brain function was reduced to the desire to jab his rock-hard cock into her sweet pussy and to stay there until they die of old age.
Talia swallowed a mouthful of air. Damon's hungry gaze made her nervous.
"Turn around. Let me see you.", Damon's low voice sent vibrations through Talia's body that somehow converged at her core.
Per command, Talia slowly moved, and she hoped that her thundering heart won't jump out of her ribcage. She was confident that Damon can hear it.
Damon's hum of approval came from only an inch behind her, and Talia stiffened. She didn't realize at what point he closed the distance between them.
Damon didn't touch her, but Talia could feel Damon's energy splashing against her back that made her hairs stand on ends. He was dangerous, lethal, and she felt an overwhelming urge to submit to him, but even stronger than her impulse to submit was pride that swelled within her because this exquisite specimen of an Alpha was hers.
Damon was her mate. For real.
The powerful, scary, domineering, caring, passionate, moody, playful, and outrageously handsome Alpha who came with an addictive scent and solid embrace was hers.
Talia felt like pinching herself to confirm she was not dreaming.
Talia craned her neck to meet Damon's endlessly icy-blue eyes that stared at her with intensity like he can see into the depths of her soul.
"Is it working?", she asked in a whisper.
Damon didn't get it. "Hm?"
"You asked me if I'm trying to seduce you.", Talia reminded him, and Damon released a sexy low chuckle in response before wrapping his arms around her and pulling her to lean on him.
Talia felt his erection low on her back, and he murmured close to her ear, "It's working, kitten. The desire to feel your sweet pussy milking my cock is maddening."
Talia was not sure what was more outrageous, his words or the fact that her arousal swelled, but everywhere they touched, addictive sparks danced over her skin, and she really wanted to feel more, much more of it.
Damon loosened his hold when he felt Talia's body rotating to face him, and he eagerly welcomed her kisses.
Damon smiled into the kiss when he realized that her hands moved to unbutton his pants.
He thought that he was the impatient one, but the scent of her arousal was a confirmation that she craved for him, just as much he craved for her, and he loved that Talia was brave enough to take initiative.
Damon suppressed his urge to have his way with Talia right there on the floor of the closet. This was her moment and he wanted to see how far she will take it.
