I had the strangest night. Bonnie and Caroline kinda made up about the stupid necklace. Then we tried to use the necklace to summon Emily, to figure out why she was haunting Bonnie, but she decided to posses Bonnie instead. She took the necklace then left. Caroline was freaking out about the possibility of ghosts and witches existing and now I'm just stuck here waiting to hear back from Stefan to make sure Bonnie's okay. I walked into my bathroom to run myself a hot bath. While waiting for the tub to fill, I lit a few candles and began undressing myself. I submerged myself into the hot water, laying my head back and closing my eyes to enjoy the silence. Trying to take a few moments to myself, but my mind kept wondering to other things. Like those big arms wrapped around me, touching every inch of my body, along with those soft plump lips kissing me before plunging those sharp fangs into my neck. Drawing blood from me to feed his addiction and mine too. I sat up, opening my eyes as I tried to catch my breath. Why can't I stop thinking about him? I drained the water and got out. Putting on a red velvet night gown, placing a robe on that matched the set.
Walking out of my bathroom I threw my dirty clothes into my laundry basket by the door. I looked up to see Damon sitting on my bed.
"This is becoming a regular thing for you."
"And your not getting as jumpy." Damon smirked at me, his eyes taking in my exposed body.
"Thats very true. What are you doing here? I thought you'd be out trying to get your necklace back?" I asked nearing my dresser. I checked my phone to see if Stefan called or left me any messages, but there was nothing.
"I'd rather be here staring at you in those cute pj's." I set my phone back down and looked back at him.
"Damon..." I warned him.
"Nyx..." he mimicked me.
"I've had a long day..." I said walking closer to him, but he stood up towering over me like a giant.
"Did your little bath help sooth your worries, thoughts or temptations?" Damon asked circling around me until he stood right behind me. I swallowed a knot that was forming in my throat, trying to calm myself down I closed my eyes. "You know you don't need to daydream about me...all you gotta do is ask." He whispered into my ear. My eyes snapped open. Oh god, he read my damn mind! Fuck!
"Damon." I responded softly, his fingers lightly tugged at my robe causing it to fall off my shoulders and onto the floor. I let out a shaky breath, turning to look up at him. His blue eyes flicker to mine. Staring intently at me.
"Yes?" I bit my lip nervously.
"I want...I want you to bite me."
"You want me to sink my teeth into your precious skin?" He asked, moving his hands to my hips, pushing me back until I sat on my bed.
"Yes!" I scooted back onto the bed as Damon crawled towards me. His lips attached to mine. Moving in sync while his finger tips trailed down to my thighs, gripping them and slowly pulling my legs apart. Heat traveled down between my legs, he hovered between them as his fingers crept up my gown. I wrapped my hands around his neck to pull his body closer to me while my fingers tangled into his soft hair. Damon reaches my underwear and pulls it to the side, his skin causing friction on my clit. My mouth parted open as a moan escaped, he took this chance to slip his tongue in. His body was pinning me down on the bed, but I didn't mind it. He could crush me for all I cared. I've never felt like this with anyone else. I soon felt his large, warm fingers sliding over my throbbing pussy, teasing me until he started making a circular pattern on my clit and then running them down to my entrance only soaking his fingers. I squirmed underneath him wanting them inside of me already, so I tugged at his hair to make him frustrated too. He pulled away, my lips missing his already. Damon smirked at me. Fuck how I want this man to do unholy things to me.
"Do you like this?" He seductively asked messaging circles on my clit again. With each round he makes I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter.
"Mhmm..." I moaned biting my lip getting ready to answer him until a sudden pressure enters me. "Fuck." I hissed out, clutching his leather jacket into my fists.
"Fuck, has anyone ever been inside you?" He whispered into my ear, his hot breath sending chills down my spine. He pulled away to stare at his fingers pumping slowly inside of me.
With each pump my breathing became uneven. "No...no one's ever...fuck!" Damon was focused on his fingers until he got tired of my underwear being in the way. He quickly left me empty as he pulled my thong off, discarding them somewhere. He stood at the foot of my bed looking wildly at me, hunger in his darken eyes. His jeans were so tight I could see the outline of his dick. Fuck I am going to be utterly screwed with how big he is. Damon crawled towards me, once again separating my legs. He gave me a soft kiss which then lead down to my neck. Sucking and nibbling on my sensitive spot. I ran my hands up his chest and under his thick leather jacket helping him take it off. He sat up quickly removing it then went back to kissing me. Our bodies pressed together as my core grind against his rough jeans. The friction causing me pleasure, I was literally falling apart under him.
"Fuck." Damon groans into my neck.
Touch me.
I sent to him. His fingers traveled back down to my soaking wet pussy. Making those circles again on my clit causing me to throw my head back. His free hand pulled down my strap, exposing one of my breasts, while Damon kissed my shoulder.
You're mine, and I'm gonna mark you so everyone knows it!
His voice echoed in my head. His fangs plunged into my shoulder, while his fingers entered inside me once more. He moved to my breast biting just above it.
"Mhmm fuck Damon." My curse turned into a loud moan.
"God your so sexy when you say my name." He moved to my arm next taking a bite. I held my bottom lip between my teeth trying to contain my moans as his pace quickened. Lifting my head up I looked down as he slipped a third finger in. I sucked in a sharp gasp as it didn't fit.
"Damon." I emphasized his name since he loves the way I say it.
"Fuck baby, open wider." Instantly I obey, spreading my legs wider for him. "Good girl." He smirked at me. A wave of pleasure rushed over me as he continues to stretch me. He moved to the other side biting into my shoulder and down to my breast.
God, your pussy is so tight, the way your gripping onto my fingers, I can barley fucking move them.
His fingers pound into me while my face heated up becoming flushed no doubt as his thumb begins to rub my clit. Another moan leaving my lips as well as a few cursed words as he kept hitting my spot over and over again. Tightening around his fingers even more, his head rested against mine as we looked breathlessly at each other. Hitting my high while his fingers helped me ride it out.
"Who's body is this?" Damon purred into my ear.
"Yours." I whispered and he kissed me once more, removing his fingers from me. My body was still vibrating from my orgasm.
"That's my girl." He smirked, bringing his fingers to his lips and licking them clean. "Damn you taste so good." He sat up, helping me fix my straps. "Goodnight Nyx." He got up off the bed, grabbing his leather jacket and putting it on.
"Your not gonna heal me? I have a bunch of hickeys and bite marks." I exclaimed.
"I know..." he smirked walking towards my window and winked at me before leaving.
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The Better Brother
Fantasy{Season 1} Nyx's life was perfect, amazing friends, a loving family, and a great boyfriend, but it was ripped away from her in seconds. A tragic loss of both of her parents she was forced to move on, only she can't. Her life isn't the same, she no l...