“Ezra, it’s been a very, very long time since I’ve had any form of release, sweetheart…” He hisses, lifting his eyes to meet mine again. “The sexual frustration I feel right now would break you.” He brushes his lips over mine as he speaks. “And I don’t want to hurt you.”
I close my eyes for a second when the touch of his lips against mine sends a jolt through me. “You won’t hurt me,” I assure him, and he groans, biting his bottom lip hard.
“I will, Ezra.” He admits, and I pick up on the strain in his tone. “I’m not talking about a quick fuck in the shower.” He expresses, brushing his nose over mine again and wetting his lips. “That won’t satisfy my hunger. The things I want to do to you right now, I’m talking hours of raw dirty fucking. I’ll be rough with you, I’ll mark you and you’ll scream so fucking loud you’ll have no voice for days. Your body will ache. You’ll come again and again, and so will I, and then we’ll go all over again until we both pass the fuck out.” I moan audibly and meet his heated gaze. My body was on fire, every nerve in my body burning with desire for him. “I will claim you, take over every inch of this beautiful body—you will be mine and mine alone.”
A slow, quivering breath escapes me when his fingers curl around my throat.
“If I unleash the beast within me, I won’t be able to stop. I will fuck you up so good you’ll be feeling the burn for a week straight.”
Oh God, my head was spinning’ I have never felt so worked up in my life. I wanted nothing more than everything he just said. I want him to fuck me up. I need him to fuck me up. I stare deeply into his eyes when I utter the next words to him. “Claim me, Damien.” I bite my lip, and his eyes flitter down to my lips. “Fuck. Me. Up.”
“Ezra…” He growls impatiently, pressing his body into mine, his gaze glued to my mouth. “You can’t handle it, baby.”
“I’ve handled everything else, haven’t I?” He smirks darkly while his thumb brushes against my pulse point.
“That was me taking it easy on you. You’re not ready for this.” He whispers, his voice quivers a little like he was fighting with himself for control.
“Damien, I want you, all of you, beast an all,” I affirm, brushing my tongue along his bottom lip. His eyes close with a groan his fingers tighten around my throat. I gasp when his eyes open, and he stares at me, his gaze dark and dangerous.
The water stops beating down on us, and Damien lifts me off the ground by the throat, sliding me up the tiled wall with zero effort.
I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist and draw him into me; he smirks, and before I could take a breath, his mouth was on mine. Hot and hard. We kiss heatedly for a moment; my sexed-up mind hadn’t even acknowledged that we were out of the bathroom until I was thrown onto the bed. I peer up at Damien, pushing up on my elbows. Goddamn, he’s a sight, all muscular, dripping wet and hard...everywhere. “What’s your safe word, Ezra.”
“Blue.” He grabs my ankle and yanks me hard to the edge of the bed until my butt was half hanging off. Damien kneels and spreads my legs wide, “You don’t come until I say so.” He burrs, and I barely nod before his hot mouth was on my sex, licking through the folds till he finds my clit, and he sucks hard, making me whimper and writhe against him.
His large hands come up to hold me down, one on my left breast, the other gripping my hip tight while his tongue laps against my clit, again and again, each one making my body quake. I arch up and moan raucously when he slides a finger deep inside me and rubs my g-spot while his tongue continues to lick and suck my clit.
I feel that familiar heat slowly consume me. I was moments away from climaxing, I could feel that pressure building in my groin, but I couldn’t figure out how to stop myself from going over. “Uhh, fuck, Damien, I’m gonna come…” I whimper when he doesn’t stop, only slows his movement keeping me on edge.
I fist the bed covers and pant, rocking my hips against his tongue, my body begging to release. One hard suck or one little flick, and I would explode, but Damien was a damn expert at control and kept me hanging on the edge for a good while. “Damien, please…please, I need to come.” I pant breathless, and he looks up at me, pinches my nipple twisting it between his fingers, and tugging. I whimper when he thrusts his fingers deep inside me again and sucks my clit hard, gliding his tongue against it quickly.
I cry out, curling my fingers in his hair, my body arches up, my toes curl as I go over; that first wave of pleasure made me scream and shake with absolute delight. “Ohhhh! Damien…yesssss!” I collapse on the bed, my body twitching as I come down from my orgasm. I was tingling from head to toe with post-orgasmic bliss; it was intense after such a long time.
Damien licks and nips at my thigh, watching me with those gray eyes ablaze with primal need. I had no idea one man could turn me on so much. If he told me he would fuck me into an early grave, I would have happily agreed. Pushing myself up, I shift closer to him as he stands up; he looks down at me, his fingers brushing through my damp hair and curling at my neck. I lick my lips and grasp his throbbing member and stroke him a couple of times before I lick up his shaft and suck him deep into my mouth.
Damien moans, and my stomach tightens at the sound, so erotic hearing him moaning and growling while I pleasure him. Damien begins thrusting into my mouth as I continue to suck him harder and deeper, swirling and flicking my tongue, making him tremble each time I hit his sensitive spot. “Fuck…Ezra, that mouth of yours, baby…so fucking good.” His fingers tighten in my hair. I reach around and grasp his ass pulling him deeper into my mouth, making him curse under his breath. “Get up.” He commands through clenched teeth. I give him one last slow, hungry suck before I let him go with a pop and lick my lips.
Damien pants, looking down at me, his thumb brushing across my bottom lip while I peer up at him through my lashes. “I’ve never wanted anything in my life more than I want you.” I watch him fixedly, my breath hitches in my throat, and his words cause my heart to swell. “You, pretty girl, make me fucking crazy, you know that,” Damien states while he pushes me back on the bed before he crawls up over me, snaking his arm under my waist and hoisting me further up the bed. His knees nudging my legs apart as he settles himself between them, his rock-hard length pressed at my entrance, anxiously waiting for him to enter.
I run my hands over his chest, and he flinches ever so slightly but keeps his eyes on mine until I tug him down and fuse our lips. We kiss fiercely, tongues dueling, nipping, biting, and sucking wildly. Damien pulls back and kisses my neck, biting hard, sucking till he drew blood. At that moment, he could have ripped my flesh off, and I wouldn’t have cared. I craved him desperately; every bite, touch, kiss felt so insanely good I felt like I had died and gone to heaven.
Damien gathers my arms and pins them above my head, and in one swift, hard thrust, he buries himself inside of me.
We moan out loud together. Sweet lord, I missed feeling him stretching me, that burn just before it starts to feel good. His lips were on mine again, kissing me firmly as he begins thrusting hard and deep.
When he said he was going to fuck me raw, he wasn’t kidding. The sound of our moans, the beds creaking, and flesh hitting flesh echoes in the room as he continues to drive himself ferociously into me again and again.
Damien lets go of my hands and sits up, gripping my waist and tugging me against him as he thrusts, his eyes on me, licking and biting down on his lip. I feel my orgasm building with every feral thrust. “Uhh, Damien, yes, yes, I’m going to come, baby.” I moan, and Damien lifts my legs up on his shoulders and leans over me till my hips are off the bed before he starts thrusting slow and hard.
I cry out when he lands a hard slap on my left buttock, which only fueled my desire, he was so deep, and the pleasure was so intense I wanted to cry. My orgasm came thundering through me, accompanied by a strained scream of pleasure, and Damien followed me with a feral growl after one last hard thrust.
“Ezra, Christ baby, you feel un-fucking-real.” He moans as we rock together while our orgasms slowly subside, leaving us breathless. Damien lets my legs go, and he falls on top of me. Kissing me slow and deep, our fingers intertwine, and he squeezes gently, lips still sealed with mine, flitting and sucking on my tongue. “I can’t get enough of you.” He breathes pressingly, kissing down my throat, and I rock my hips against him; he groans, pressing his forehead to my throat.
“I can’t get enough of you, either.” I confess breathily. Damien looks down at me. Liquid silver meets and captivates my own blue, a look of awe flashes across his features for a second before it vanishes, and he sits up, scoops me up, and flips me onto my stomach. I gasp, and my back arches when he runs his velvet tongue over my left butt cheek while his hand palms the other. I bury my face into the mattress and whimper when his tongue wanders over to unfamiliar territory… at least it was for me.
“Damien…” My hips instinctively draw away from his mouth, but he grips my hips and yanks me back, and he spreads my ass cheeks further and licks lasciviously from my cleft up to the pearl of my ass. My cheeks burn half from embarrassment of having his face shoved so intimately close to my ass and the other burning with an inexplicable desire.
A shiver passes through me when his tongue circles my anus. “Oh, my god…Damien fuck.” I moan, rocking my hips back. When his tongue slid into me, slow and wet, I almost passed out from the mindblowing sensations. I couldn’t focus on anything but the intense pleasure, especially when he slides a finger into my pussy and his tongue simultaneously thrusts into my ass.