Back and Better book novel Chapter 24

Chapter Twenty Four “Second scene”

Amira POV

I blink away my sleepiness, opening my eyes and yawning. My legs are tangled with Christian while he looks at me affectionately.

“You still have to go to Damon for part two of your punishment. And I’ll warn you, he’s rougher than I am. But he’s a fan of overstimulation and various s*x toys more than actual pain.”

My eyes widen steadily. Overstimulation? “Grab a shirt and head to his room.” “I’m taking a shower first” | announce, walking into the bathroom.

“Be quick, no dominant likes to be kept waiting,” Christian warns. I shrug and nod before closing the door, and taking the fastest shower possible.

Thanks to my accelerated healing, my ass is no longer bruised and it doesn’t hurt like a b***h. But something tells me that this is about to change.

I forgo putting on a T-shirt, and decide to go in a towel.

• “Oh, you’re really going to get it if you go in that” Christian chuckles, and I don’t respond.

What ever Damon wants to dish out, I can take. I’m a f*****g white wolf,

I walk into his room, confidently, only to realize that he’s in the shower. I smirk, dropping my towel, and sitting on the bed. I lean back on my elbows, so that as soon as Damon walks out he’ll be met with the sight of me, naked, and completely ready for him.

I end up only having to wait a few minutes until he steps out of the bathroom, looking like a f*****g Greek god, with only a towel covering his lower half.

“f**k” he says, open mouthed, looking at me. “I was under the impression you wanted to see me?” I purr, tilting my head slightly and smiling gently. Damon shakes his head slowly. “You’re going to be the death of me. You drive me f*****g insane.” I stare at him for a few moments, before leaning forward ever so slightly “Prove it.” That’s all it takes for Damon to drop his towel, letting me drink all of him in. He has no hair on or around his c**k. “Do you shave?” “Genetics. You?” “I get a Brazilian every week or two.” “Mmm. That’s f*****g hot.” “Prove it,” I taunt again.

That proves to be both a mistake and a victory, because the next thing I know, is I’m fully on the bed and trapped under his strong, muscular, and irresistibly hot body.

“What do you want, Mira?” “I don’t know, Damon. What do I want?” He smirks before flipping me over and harshly slapping my ass.

“Don’t be a brat, Mira. Communicate. What do you want?” His voice is taunting, and I realize that he wants me to validate him. Wants to hear me beg for him.

He’s the most dominant out of my mates, meaning he needs the most validation, although he’ll never directly ask for

Too bad I’m a girl who doesn’t often give validation. “Whatever you want.” Damon chuckles lowly. “Don’t fight me on this, Amira. If you want me, ask for me.”

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Second Scene

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