The Heat

11

My whole body heated up, feeling every single light touch of his and receiving the most unworldly feeling from his lips.

This was bad. I knew I was feeling all these things just because of the mate bond, but couldn't bring myself to push him off. In fact, I hesitantly kissed back.

I knew it had surprised Damian, but he didn't risk wasting any time as he kissed me harder, both of us still in on the floor in a corner of this lounge area.

"Let me mark you, Sofia..." he murmured, hot kisses trailing down to my jaw. He was still kneeling while I was sitting back on my legs, quite a bit smaller than him especially in this position.

I froze. He wanted to mark me now?

I hesitantly leaned back, making him pull back to find my wary and confused eyes.

"What?"

"Mark you. Let me," he continued, dark eyes hypnotising me completely, "it'll happen at some point anyway, why not now?"

I awkwardly stood up, grabbing black boxers from the pile of clothes and then slipping them on. Damian slowly stood up as well, still cornering me discreetly. He handed me the remaining item of clothing; simple grey sweats.

Once I had them on, I was wearing his clothes and his scent was clouding my mind completely.

"Sofia..."

"Stop saying my name like that," I huffed, avoiding his intense eyes with my arms folding over my chest.

I needed space, feeling too much like I needed him to kiss me again. My wolf was growling at me to just go ahead and let him mark me, but a small part of me was frightened by the idea.

"Like what?" He seemed truly confused and concerned, hand coming up to rest on my elbow. I flinched away and stepped back, hitting the wall behind me in an instant. Now I really was cornered, and my eyes lifted up to meet his.

"Please, let me," his eyes were pleading with mine, voice lowering. A shiver ran down my spine and my wolf submitted completely as his tone neared the one he'd used this morning when talking to the Beta.

"Why? What will it give you?" I asked, voice losing all of its meaning for a moment. I was trying so hard to keep myself composed, but felt as if I was failing miserably.

"What do you mean what will it give me? It will bring us closer, and-"

"Get you the power you need faster? Don't pretend as if you weren't talking about it with that beta of yours about it. I heard you, and I'm not stupid," I shook my head, and his brows furrowed.

"What the hell are you talking about, Sofia? He wants me to mark you and mate with you soon, sure, but that's for more political and strategic reasons... He's my best friend and right-hand man, but you're something I don't want him giving me any advice about".

"He doesn't know any-fucking-thing about how this feels, only you and I do. This is between us and I honestly couldn't give a damn about however powerful I get. You need to believe me, Sof-"

I couldn't take it anymore. I closed the space between us and pressed my lips against his, hands cupping his jaw.

Damian hesitated for a moment, before pressing me up against the wall behind me and grabbing my waist, returning the kiss passionately.

I let myself get lost in these feelings, ignoring every reason why this wasn't a good idea. He pushed himself up against me, a deep groan rumbling in his chest with his hands moving along firmly against my sides.

"Damian..." a soft breath left my lips, only getting him more excited as he deepened our kiss.

"Let me, baby. Please," his low voice almost had me quivering.

"Yes," I gasped quietly, unable to understand if that was me talking or my wolf, but at the moment it really felt like the best idea.

Who cared if he was using me for power? I loved how I felt, and knew it would only get stronger so not moving further with him would just get more painful with time.

The next thing I knew his lips were trailing down to my neck, leaving hot and openmouthed kisses in search of the perfect spot.

An almost inaudible and soft moan left my lips when his lips kissed over a certain spot on the side of my neck. He heard this though, and took it as an invitation to sink his canines into my skin.

My eyes rolled back, knees feeling weak while my core clenched, feeling incredibly out of this world.

"Oh," I had no idea how I was even functioning at this point, so lost in him now kissing away the blood drawn from the pain and pleasure of his teeth marking me.

His lips returned back to mine, and all my sensations heightened. I could feel what he was feeling and his touch somehow felt even more powerful, and I was lost in him all over again.

Damian had just marked me. We were too far gone to turn back now.