A Touch of Darkness

Chapter 13

A warm hand wrapping tightly around my waist pulled me out of my deep slumber.  Damien's strong heartbeat thumping against my ear.  Opening my eyes slowly to meet an intense pair of amber eyes taking me in.

But soon my peaceful smile fell with thoughts of last night.

"What is it?" Damien's warm voice asked softly.

Inching closer, balling his shirt into my hands.  "I'm so sorry for all of this" I couldn't hide the breaking in my words.  "Putting you in danger.  It was selfish"

Damien pushed my back against the bed, his body hovering just above me.  Images of us filling my head as he knelt his head closer to mine.  His intoxicating scent sending my nervous system into over drive.

"If I didn't want to be with you.  I wouldn't be here.  Are you hungry?  You never fed last night" 

I swear my un beating began thumping against my ribcage.  

"I'll be okay" Eyeing where his head had been injured.  "Your wounds have healed nicely" Trailing my finger across his throat.

Damien moved his hands, splaying them flat; trapping my head the middle.

"I feel different" His eyes drinking me in as he looked me up and down between our bodies.

"It's my blood.  It quickened your recovery and tends to build human's stamina.  You'll feel more like yourself after a couple days" Shifting under his intense stare.

His mouth moved to my neck, his teeth scraping my skin.  Chills flooding the pit of my stomach as I tilted my head back to give him more access. 

"Margaret will wonder where we are" Moaning out feeling his knee spread my legs apart.  Pressing against my core softly.

"The red head went upstairs a while ago" His mouth finding my lips.  His tongue slipping into my mouth quickly.  His own moan filling me as I tugged the sides of hair.  I needed him closer.  His hands moved swiftly to my hoodie, pulling it over me.  His eyes bore into my bare body, my thin purple lace bra the only thing keep him from see my chest completely.

Damien grunted softly as I rushed my hands to the hem of his shirt.  Pulling it over his head, dragging my nails down his chest.  Taking his toned body, letting this image burn in my memories.  My fangs popped out at the sight of him.  

I covered my mouth instantly, feeling my eyes grow wide with embarrassment.  "I'm sorry" Mumbling in my palm looking away.

His hand shot to my hand with speed and pulled it away from my face.

"Don't hide those from me" He growled out.  Stopping my free hand from trying to cover my mouth.  Now pinning both hands above my head.

"You need to feed" His mouth began leaving wet kisses at the tops of my breasts.  His calloused hands managed to keep me in place with his new strength, but I knew if I truly wanted out of his grip it would be no fight.

Shaking my head quickly, closing my eyes as the burning sensation in my throat grew hotter.

My back arched against him lips covering my bra, his teeth scraping my sensitive buds. Even through the thin fabric, I bit back a moan as my fangs began to ache.

"Drink" Growling in my ear as his hands loosened their hold to move to my hips.  Gripping my soft flesh as neck moved closer to my fangs.

"It's not what I want" My fingers slipping to his jean buttons.  His eyes holding mine.

His large hand swatted my slender ones away.  "I know what you want" Sitting up as I laid between his knees.

"Please" Shifting my hips for more friction.  His honey silk eyes rolling as I sat up.  Mouth dragging down his stomach.  Flicking my tongue with wet kisses trailing to the defined v-shape leading beneath his jeans.

"Drink first" His dark commanding tone nearly making me fall back instantly.

His hands slipped my own jean button off as pulled them down with one swift motion.  My back fell to the bed as his fingers slipped beneath the thin cloth that was covering my entrance.

"Damien" Crying out softly as his finger worked perfect circles.  Sliding his chest against me. Baring his neck as my hands gripped his arms.  Biting back another moan.  Arching my breasts to his mouth.

His pace slowed making me whine.  "Drink or we stop here" His now only cupping me, bucking my hips for more friction of his skilled fingers.

Snapping my head to his throat that he tilted softly.  

The minute my lips met the soft spot between his collar bone.  He grunted out once as my fangs pricked him quickly,  before his moans filled my ears.  His warm blood filling my mouth as his fingers began their circles again.  Crying into his neck as I drank him in.  My entire being buzzing with pleasure as his free hand moved to my breast, giving both equal attention.  

My own hands pawing at his back digging into his flesh, his moans making my hips buck as two of fingers teased my entrance.  Falling back as his blood leaked from his neck, the delicious fluid dripping into my mouth.  Licking my lips as his mouth found its way back mine.  His teeth tugging at my bottom lip; moaning into him as my body began to quiver.

"Don't stop" Begging against his hungry lips as his fingers pumped faster.  Dragging my hand down his chest but he was quick to stop me from reaching his jeans.

How much control did he have?! 

His mouth muffled my cries of pleasure as my body shook beneath him.  His own grunts nearly sending me over the edge.  

"Don't hold it back"

His body suddenly leaving me. His eyes dark as they held me captive, hooking the soft cotton pulling my panties down.  His mouth on my entrance suddenly.  His warm tongue exploring every inch of me as I gripped the sheets.

Margaret is going to have a field day.

Damien lapped me fast felt my peak getting closer.  His hands holding beneath my bottom. Drowning himself a me. Crying out, my thighs tightening around his head.

"Fuck!" Gasping out, holding onto his hair for dear life.

My hips bucking against his lips as I tried to control the waves of pleasure.  There was nothing I could compare what he was making me feel.  

My legs and the rest of me went limp as I slowly fell from the high.  Damien's accomplish smile as he wiped his mouth before reaching for his shirt.  

I couldn't move.  He's standing there like a winner as I was left glued to the bed staring at him in bewilderment. 

His hand grabbed my discarded clothes.  His skillful hands dressing me as my mind tried to recover.  Lifting my arms up as he placed my hoodie over my body. His thumb sweeping my below bottom lip It must have been his blood.  I swept my tongue across it,  savoring the sweetness as his eyes hungrily bored into mine.

Smirking down as he sat beside me, still speechless. "We should face the red head at some point tonight, yes?" Lifting a brow.

Don't remind me.  Rolling my eyes with a lazy nod.

"I guess" Sitting up reluctantly.