Chapter Thirty-One
Damon
Last night was the closest I’ve gotten to giving in to my desires. After Matteo set Brynne on her bed, I expected her to object to me staying in the room to watch her. She was pretty adamant about not needing protection, but she fell asleep like a baby. It was as if she didn’t even see me.
I t was around three in the morning when I woke up
from the chair to her tossing and turning in bed. She had called out for me and I asked her if she was okay but got no response. When I walked to the bed I saw that she was still sleeping. She was having a bad dream and I knew it was going to be the death of me, but I laid in bed behind her.
When I propped myself up she turned and laid her head into my lap. Her golden blonde hair splayed across my legs. It was like déjà vu all over again. She had done the same thing after I killed our foster father. I ran my finger through her hair and it seemed to calm her. I was so close, but she needed her rest.
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I look at the time on my phone and then set it on the nightstand. Brynne is still asleep, so I slip underneath the
covers. I finish taking the remained of my clothes off and push myself against her backside. She whimpers and moves forward. I don’t know if she is awake or not, but I don’t care. It’s my turn to have her and I want her all to myself. I kiss her neck and wrap my arm around her waist to pull her back into me.
“This will only hurt a little bit Sarah,” I say. She wakes up then because she starts to squirm. I grip her harder to get her to stay still. I spit on my hand and pump my cock to get him wet. She is already wet when I reach around to touch her. I line my cock up at her entrance and push forward. I don’t give her time to accommodate my size. With one swift thrust, I push it all inside of her. She cries out.
“Good girl. Cry for me Sarah,” I taunt. I want her to remember being woken up in the middle of the night to my cock, not all of those dead fucks. Well, they will be dead soon enough. I reel back and push home again. Her walls squeeze me and I don’t slow down. Gripping her tightly as I fuck her harder.
Her breath hitches every time I’m fully fitted inside her pussy. She's tighter than I could have ever imagined. I reach around with my hand and grab her breast. Squeezing as I fuck her. She moans and my body lights up. She likes this just as much as I do.
“You’re so tight, I’m going to love stretching you every night,” I lick her neck. That gets a reaction out of her. She looks back at me and pushes her hips back. I can feel myself taking up all the space she has to offer. She has to be sore after last night, but she takes me so well.
“Damon,” she moans as I slap her ass and fuck her faster. My balls slap against her and the noise of our bodies coming together fill the room. I know the guys can hear us if they’re awake. I forget the object of this as soon as she says my name and I give all of myself to her. Completely losing control and not stopping until she is a shaking mess in my arms .
“Fuck,” I growl. I thrust forward one more time and empty myself inside of her. Once I’m done cumming, she tries to pull herself off of me, but I hold her still. I can feel my cock twitching inside of her. I don’t want to leave the warmth of her but I know this won't be the last time I get to have her.
“Damon,” she whispers. I slowly let go of her and she moves to slide me out of her. I cup her pussy and can feel the mixture of our cum leaking out of her. I push to fingers inside of her to push my cum back inside her. She moans when I use my other hand to rub circles over her clit. I want to make her cum again. I lift the blanket and push her legs open.
“What are you,” she starts. I place my mouth over the opening of her pussy and lap up both of our cum. I grab her cheeks making her mouth open and spit our cum into her mouth. She swallows us down like the good girl she is.
“Fuck. I don’t think that image will ever leave my mind,” I admit. She smirks and It's all I can take on my
restraint. I lower myself and kiss her softly. She pushes back and links her legs around the back of mine. One moment we’re kissing and the next she has me pinned down on the bed and she is straddling me. She lowers her mouth over my neck and I let her take control. She kisses down my neck and stops over my nipple piercing.
“ I didn’t know you had these,” she flicks her tongue over the ring. “But like I’ve said before, my name is Brynne,” She bites the metal and pulls at my nipple ring. I breath through my teeth as she rips the ring clear through my skin. The metal dangles from her teeth and blood smears on her lips. She opens her mouth to let the little piece of metal drop on my chest.
I reach up and smear my blood across her lips with my thumb. “Oh little devil, don’t tease me with a good time,” I taunt. Brynne looks down at my torn nipple and then looks over at my other nipple ring. I can see the thought flash in her eyes before she says anything. “Do it,” I coax. She looks up at me and smirks.
She grips the other piercing with her index finger and her thumb. She yanks but doesn’t take her eyes off of me. I bite down on my lip piercing and revel in the pain she is causing m e . Pain dished out by her will never be anything but pleasure. Her tongue curls over her teeth like she is enjoying herself. She pulls and my skin comes apart for her.
“Fuck,” I yell. She lets out a heavy breath and then her lips are on mine. This is the first time Brynne has initiated the kiss and it has me lightheaded. Or maybe it’s the pain. Either way, this woman on top of me puts me in a daze I've never experienced before.
She lowers herself and licks the blood from both of my nipples. It’s the sexiest thing I've ever seen. “You better stop unless you want to get fucked again little devil.” She smirks and I know we all are in for it now that she is ours.