From Rejected Luna To Lycan Queen (Eloise and Edward) novel Chapter 187

Chapter 187 Again

ELOISE.

When we returned to home to my room last night, Damon had been all over me, fucking me over the desk and again in the shower. He’d been rough and intense, slapping my ass and nipping at my flesh.

I had been the same. I’d sucked him until my lips were numb and my jaw was sore, but it hadn’t been enough. My fingertips had mapped out the dips and divots of his muscles. I explored him and he explored me.

We’d been ravenous for each other. And each time we came, it seemed like we might be sated, only to start over again. It was hours before our bodies finally gave out.

Yeah, he took me out on a date last night, and I didn’t understand why, he had told me that it was because he had a business dinner, and once we were done he had us eat alone in a restaurant after renting the damn place out. Such a man.

I had never once experienced anything like it. Falling asleep naked, wrapped around him, him wrapped around me, was another first for me.

Naked.

Asteep.

In his arms.

Letting him stay had been a mistake. Now, I knew what it was like to wake up with him, to be roused from a heavy sleep by his lips on my shoulder. All the other mornings we had woke up next to each other felt like child’s play to this one he a use this was officially the first time it was happening after we found out that we were actually mates.

Morning with Damon meant warm kisses and silky caresses. He was taking care of my body without much effort from me. Sleepy orgasms and the most delicious lazy fuck. It was perfect.

Addictive.

My face was buried in my pillow, fingers curled into the sheets.

“Mama, I need more days waking up like this.” Damon’s face was next to mine, his chest against my back, hips between my spread legs as he leisurely slid in and out of me.

“How many times do you think I can be inside you before this damn contract ends?” he whispered beside my ear. “Every spare minute I have, I’m going to spend either inside you or eating you, baby.”

I smiled into the pillow. “As long as you leave some time for me to suck you.”

He grunted, slamming into me with more force. “You really love sucking cock, don’t you?”

“Your cock, Damon. I love how you feel on my tongue. Almost as much as when you’re inside me.”

The groan that he emitted came from somewhere deep in his chest. “Oh fuck, Ma. How are you so perfect? Your pussy feels like it was custom made for me, and your dirty little mouth says exactly what I want to hear. I’m not gonna want to give you up.”

“You have me now,” I murmured.

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Chapter 187 Again

He pressed into me, putting more of his weight on my back. The mattress was soft, so we sank together, one writhing, rolling form. Damon’s mouth only left me to whisper dirty things in my ear.

Our bodies slapping together echoed off the walls. As time passed, no end in sight, Damon’s skin heated mine, our perspiration mingled, and we slid easily against each other.

He was so thick and long, filling me, stretching me, rubbing the spots he’d made tender inside me. The dull pain only served to highlight the pleasure coursing through me.

Lazy didn’t mean delicious. Languid didn’t mean he hadn’t woken every one of my nerve endings. Damon knew how to fuck, and his skills were catered to me, down to his breath on the back of my neck.

I shuddered beneath him, an orgasm rolling through me from nowhere.

“Damon,” I cried weakly. “I need you so much.”

“That’s it, baby.” He swiveled his hips, grinding into me. “I’m here. Take what you need.”

I whimpered and rubbed my face into my pillow as my inner walls fluttered around him. He grunted beside my ear, desperation tinging the guttural sound.

“Come for me, Damon,” I coaxed. “Let me feel it.”

Rearing back to his knees, he took hold of my hips, lifting them from the mattress. Languid slipped into heated, wild pounding. His. hips slammed into my ass, fingers digging into my flesh. My nails scrabbled against the sheets, and my head tipped back from the pillow as the orgasm he’d given me spiraled into another.

My moans were hoarse and loud, drowned out by the sounds of our fucking and Damon’s frenzied grunts.

He pushed in deep, so deep, my eyes flew open, and I nearly screamed at the raw, needy feel of him hitting the end of me. He stayed there, pulsing, bellowing my name. I panted and thrust back.

I was floating.

Hot and sticky.

So, so satisfied.

Damon didn’t make me love my body, but when we were together, the switch that made me hate parts of it flipped off. His mouth and fingers and cock, the way he looked at me and said filthy things to me, stripped me of my insecurities and allowed me to be nothing more than a sexual, sensual being.

It was exactly what I needed right now.