Her Reign

Chapter 43

ALENA

I sat with my dad at my mom’s bedside for a couple hours before he told me to go to bed. Aunt Jessica came in and sat in the chair that I was sitting in and Uncle Lucas and Thomas snuck in, sitting on the couch across the room. Everyone looked exhausted but I knew none of them were going to leave. I didn’t want to add more stress for my dad so I didn’t argue.

Leaving the room, Damon was in the hallway, sitting in the chair with his head leaning against the wall and his eyes closed. I walked up and stood in front of him. His eyes immediately opened. He stood up and held me in his arms.

“My dad told me to get some sleep. Everyone else is in there waiting for her to wake up. Will you walk with me?” I asked.

He pulled away and reached for my hand, intertwining our fingers. We walked down the long hallway until we got to the main section of the pack house.

“Are you hungry? We could grab something before you go upstairs.” He asked.

“Not really, but I’ll get a small snack since I haven’t had much to eat today.” I said.

We walked into the kitchen and Damon opened the fridge, pulled out the makings for a turkey sandwich and two bottles of water. I stood at the island and watched. When he finished cleaning up, he grabbed our food so we could go upstairs.

Damon walked us to the entertainment room and sat in the oversized recliner. I sat next to him. He turned on the projector and played Netflix. I’m not interested in watching a movie but I’m happy that I’m able to spend time with him alone. It definitely beats going to my room by myself, worrying about my mother and brother. I doubt that I’ll be sleeping well tonight.

After I finished forcing myself to eat, I grabbed a blanket and leaned back in the chair, trying to get comfortable. I zoned out, thinking about everything that happened when Damon picked me up, carrying me to my room. I draped my arm around his neck and leaned my head on his chest. Once he got my door opened, he placed me on the bed. He ran out of the room, yelling he would be right back.

As I waited, I kicked my shoes off. I’m about to get out of bed to change my clothes but Damon came back in. He stopped in front of me at the edge of the bed and handed me a tee shirt.

“I want you to wear my shirt tonight. It smells like me and maybe it will comfort you in some way. The shirt you're wearing now, my scent is fading.”  He said.

It was fairly dark in my room with minimal light from the moon coming through the windows. It was enough to see what I was doing. I stripped down into my sports bra and panties and pulled his shirt over my head. It was long enough to stop mid thigh. I pulled the comforter back and got into bed. Damon lowered himself and gave me a soft kiss on my lips. It didn’t last long but it let me know he cared. As he turned to leave, I reached up and grabbed his hand.

“Please don’t go.” I whispered.

“Babe, you need to rest.

“I know but I don’t want to be alone. Please stay with me.”

“Baby, your father will kill me. No matter how much I would love to sleep with you, you know I can’t.”

“Please. My father is not leaving my mother’s side. I’m not asking you to have sex with me. Today was traumatic and I don’t want to be alone. They will understand that.”

I climbed to my knees and crawled towards the edge of the bed. My chest is almost touching his. I ran my hands up his arms, over his shoulders and around his neck, pulling him closer. I tilted my head forward, grazing my lips across his neck. His body tensed and his arms are stiff at his side. He’s trying really hard not to give in. I slipped his ear lobe between my lips, brushing my tongue against it and he groaned.

I began kissing him across his jaw while his arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer. I unlocked my arms from his neck and ran them down his chest, stopping just above his waistband of his shorts before going back up. I never stopped kissing him.

“Baby, we need to stop. I know you're not ready for the next step and I don’t want you doing anything you're not comfortable with and if we keep doing this, I’m going to lose control.” Damon’s husky voice whispered in my ear.

“I’m not ready for sex but I want to do other things. I want you to distract me.” I said against his skin.

“What kind of other things?” He asked.

“Kissing, and touching.” I answered.

His arms tightened around my waist. He lowered his head, bringing his lips to my neck. I felt his tongue sliding against my skin. His erection was poking me in my lower stomach. I could feel my face getting red.

“What kind of touching?”  He asked.

Damon and I have had our share of make out sessions. Occasionally, we are left alone long enough for our hands to roam over each other’s body over our clothes. We haven’t gone further because I get scared that someone will catch us.

I’m feeling things in my body that I have never felt before. It’s intense and the pressure between my legs is unbearable. I don’t want to have sex but from conversations I’ve had with my friends, I know there are other things we could do to help relieve some of this tension.

I’m extremely nervous. I’ve never done anything like this before and it’s terrifying that I’m going to do it wrong and he’s not going to like it. I also don’t want to push Damon too far and he gets frustrated with me because I make him stop.

“Maybe, we can get under the covers and remove our clothes. I want you to touch me but no sex. Okay?”

Damon stepped away from me, he turned towards the door. My breath hitched in my throat, thinking he was going to leave but as he got to the door, he closed and locked it. He turned slowly and stalked towards the bed, reaching  his arm over his shoulder, pulling his shirt off.

I will never get used to how sexy he is. Damn, I’m a lucky girl.

I pulled Damon’s shirt I’m wearing over my head and laid back against the pillow. I watched as he lowered his shorts along with his boxers. When his dick, fully erect, sprang free, my eyes widened and my jaw dropped. I’ve felt it through clothes before but seeing it is a completely different experience.

Damon leaned over the bed, hovering over me. He grabbed both sides of my panties and pulled them down my legs then pulled the zipper in front of my sports bra and slowly unzipped it until it popped free. I sat up and pulled the bra down my arms, tossing it on the floor then laid back down. Damon got in bed with me, pulling the comforter over us.

He laid on his side facing me with his arm draped across my stomach, his hand gently caressing my skin. He kissed me. It started off gentle but it intensified quickly. His body hovered over mine, using his knee to spread my legs open, lowering himself until our bodies are touching intimately.

My nerves are all over the place because there is no barrier stopping him from entering me. I know I told him no sex but with it being right there, would he? I can feel him poking at my entrance. All he had to do was thrust forward and I would be losing my virginity.
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I pulled away from the kiss, getting ready to say something but before I could, he began kissing down my body. He stopped at my boobs. He started caressing them with his hand then he began licking and sucking my nipple. My back arched off the bed while doing the same thing to the other. His hand inched down my stomach before reaching my heat, he rubbed until I felt an intense feeling in my stomach. It grew stronger by the second until I reached my peak and I felt the most powerful sensation I’ve ever felt before in my life. I pressed both hands over my mouth trying to muffle the scream.

“Damn, that was sexy as hell.” He groaned. My body is shaking and I’m panting heavily.

Once I calmed down, Damon laid his body on top of mine. We continued to kiss while he reached his hand down and began stroking himself against me. His speed increased and the feeling came back in my stomach. As it got stronger, I rocked myself against him trying to reach my peak. As soon as it crashed over me again, I felt a hot sensation leak on the inside of my thigh. Damon collapsed.

“I love you Alena.”

“I love you too.”