Damaged Queen (Darkness Within Duet 2)

Only him.

Seeing Ethan, he knew he couldn’t allow another man near her. Even Axel was off limits to her.

With her ass prepared, he his cock out of his pants and worked more lube into his length. He let go of her pussy to put the tip of his cock at her asshole. She tensed up, and he gave her ass a slap. “Relax.”

“Kind of hard to do.”

He chuckled. “You’re going to love it.”

Slowly, inch by inch, he stretched her asshole, making her take all of him. She let out a little whimper, but it didn’t stop him.

When she’d taken most of his cock, he stroked her clit, and brought her even more pleasure as he worked her body.

She rocked back against him, sinking the last few inches of his dick within her. He was balls deep in her tight ass.

Staring down at her body, he continued to finger her clit, and as he brought her to orgasm, he gritted his teeth. The pleasure was so intense it nearly set off his own release, only his control keeping him in check.

He started to pull out of her, and she cried out. Cupping her hips, he rocked back and forth, slowly, taking his time, letting her get accustomed to the feel of him inside her. “I’m going to be the one to take your cherry here as well.”

“Fuck you,” she said.

He slammed inside her, relishing her moans. “No, babe, fuck you. I can feel how much you love this. You’re so wet your cum is dripping down your thighs.”

He pressed against her back, kissing her neck, biting her pulse and sucking on the skin hard. He kept on sucking so she’d have his marks. Digging his fingers against the flesh of her hips, he wanted her to wear his prints.

Pulling out of her ass, he slid on inside, the lube making it easier for him.

Over and over, as she got more accustomed to the feel of him within her ass, she began to take more, pushing back against him. Her moans turned to whimpers and pleas, wanting him.

Draven gave her everything she craved and begged for, driving her toward a second and even a third orgasm before he found his own release. He didn’t pull out. He slammed to the hilt and unleashed within her ass.

He kissed her neck and pulled her with him as he collapsed in her chair. As he wrapped his arms around her, they were both panting for breath.

“I think I’m just going to die for a few moments,” she said.

He chuckled, biting the flesh of her breast. “So, tell me, Harper, was that your first time being fucked in the ass?”

“You know it was.”

“I like that.”

“You’re weird.”

“When it comes to you, Harper, I like being a lot of your firsts.”

“Am I any of your firsts though?” she asked. She tilted her head to look at him. Her blue eyes took his breath away.

“You’re a lot of firsts,” he said.

“I wasn’t your first lover.”

“No. With the father I had, I didn’t have time to pick my own first. He did that for me.” He tried not to think about the past. Nothing good could come from dragging up the past. That was all over, finished.

“Do you miss your father?”

“No.” He gripped her hips and started to move her up off his cock. “It’s time for me to get you cleaned up.”

“You don’t want to talk about it.”

“I’m sticking with our agreement, Harper. We don’t talk about my father, or about the past. It’s finished, over and done with.”

“He really did a number on you, didn’t he?”

He cupped her face, staring into her eyes. “Let’s get you washed up.”

****

Draven had an important meeting, and he’d granted her permission to do what she liked for the day but not to go to his office.

Harper stormed out of the house, ignoring the bite of cold as it burned her skin.

She didn’t want to stay in the damn house and would gladly move anywhere else. It was Axel’s old place, and she found as she explored the actual building, there was nothing of Draven’s there. Not a lot of work had been done to it. She’d seen Axel’s home ten years ago. He’d taken her on a tour during one of the days she stayed with them.

Why live in a home that wasn’t actually his? He’d not made many changes, apart from his bedroom. It was so … bland. Black furniture and white walls.

Black and white.

His life was all about the grey.

Good and bad.

She walked past the guards, ignoring their presence. One of them would follow her. They always did. She hated their invasion into her life, and so far, she couldn’t get a single thing out of them, not when it came to Draven. She wanted to know more about the man she was going to marry.