A Slave for Her

Chapter 9

Warning: This story contains sexual content, which will begin and end with DAMIRAE!

A Slave for Her

Chapter Nine

These past months had brought love and joy to Raven's heart.

Yet, it took one day to burn everything to ashes.

DAMIRAE DAMIRAE DAMIRAE DAMIRAE DAMIRAE DAMIRAE DAMIRAE DAMIRAE

'Damian.' Raven moaned in agony and pleasure.

She wanted more of Damian. She wanted him inside her. Yet, instead of his manhood, Damian relentlessly attacked her with his fingers.

'I know what you want.' He whispered in her head while his tongue played with her earlobe. 'But we both know I can't give it to you.'

His fingers twirled and scraped against a special spot in her inside.

She fell forward, her chest against the bed. Her red face was buried in the sheets. Her hip lingered in the air.

'You don't know how bad I want to give it to you.'

Raven knew. She felt it through their bond. He felt as equally tormented as she did.

This type of sex constantly occurred between them: longing and unsatisfying sex.

As their love grew, their desire to be connected with one another intensified along.

They wanted all of each other but could only have ninety percent. The ten percent ate at them.

She screamed. The sudden pinching of her clitoris and the pressure against her G-spot as -Damian called it- sent her into a frenzy.

Even with her third climax, she felt that it wasn't enough.

Damian removed his hands and turned her over.

Standing on his knees, he stared at her with hooded eyes. Her skin tingled as his eyes viewed her body from one pair of lips to another.

His eyes met hers, and she became caught up in a maelstrom. She shivered at the touch of his hand caressing her face.

His body covered hers. His lip fell on hers. He kissed her slowly.

At first, she enjoyed the sweet sensation; however, it created a lust-filled spark inside her already feverish body, adding the spark to the fuel.

Her tongue fought against his peaceful kiss. Her body rubbed against his still one. She whimpered.

'Patient.' His mouth left hers and traveled down her chin to reach her neck.

He flipped them over. His hands palmed her butt and squeezed her cheeks as she ground against him.

Sitting up, she enjoyed the ride fully while toying with his nipples, causing him to moan and pant. Yet, her movements came to an end by the hands that seized her hips.

'Damian.' She opened her eyes to glare at him.

His expression was that of an afflicted man, but his eyes were steady and serious.

'I love you. '

Her face burned at his words and her heart outpaced the rest of her cardiovascular system.

As if he was in an enchantment, he stared at her as he glided her along his upper body, leaving a trail of her essence behind, until her bottom lips reached his upper ones.