22. Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Two
Damyr
B y the time I returned home, I was angry and frustrated. Roxie couldn’t find any hint of Ronin in Donovan’s history, so I had no idea how he’d been targeted. This guy was like a ghost, leaving no trace behind anywhere. How was that even possible?
How could someone like this fly under the radar for so long? Where did he come from? Why was he targeting me? What had I done? I couldn’t figure it out and the fact that I was just going around in circles made me feel incompetent and useless.
I knew Benjamin had gone to bed and I didn’t blame him. I’d been out hunting for a while and I’d for nothing to show for it. Nothing but more damn questions.
I should have left him alone, but I didn’t have the strength to resist him. Benjamin lay on his side, his hands tucked under his chin. He looked so adorable, his curls a little wild like he’d been tossing in his sleep.
I stepped closer to the bed and Benjamin’s eyes flew open. His cat darted off the bed and scurried away. Benjamin jolted upright and slammed his hand on the lamp, bathing the room in a sift yellow glow.
“Damyr? What are you doing?”
Admittedly, it probably looked like I was watching over him like a creeper. “I wanted to see you.”
He rubbed his eyes sleepily. “Isn’t it like four in the morning.”
Still early by my standards. “Yes.”
He watched me for a moment, curiosity and annoyance warring in his eyes. I was aware that this whole thing between us was most likely intense and unnerving. I’d turned his world upside down and put it through a blender, but I couldn’t stay away from him. I had this need burrowing inside me and there was no way I could keep my distance from him, even if I wanted to.
Which I didn’t. I wanted to be pressed against him, skin to skin.
It was only then I realised he was clad just in a pair of boxers. I roamed the contours of his torso, his well-defined lithe torso that I suddenly wanted to get acquainted with.
“Damyr, why are you looking like you want to eat me?” he said, his voice husky from sleep.
I gave him my best puppy dog eyes. “Because I’m hungry.”
Benjamin frowned. “I thought you didn’t need to feed for a week.”
I smiled. “Not hungry for that, Benjamin.”
It took him a moment to realise what I meant, but when he did, a flush crept up the side of his neck and his heart started to race. “Oh.”
I slipped my boots off and quickly removed my shirt and trousers before slipping under the covers next to Benjamin. I pulled him close, tucking my arm beneath his neck and he placed his head upon my chest.
“You’re so warm,” Benjamin said softly.
“Vampires tend to run at a hotter temperature.” I hooked my leg between his, wanting to be as close as I possibly could. He fit perfectly against me, and I hoped I could hold onto this feeling of being home forever.
“Thought you were hungry,” Benjamin mumbled, fighting sleep.
“Go to sleep, Benjamin. There’s plenty of time for that tomorrow.” I pressed a kiss against the top of his head. “Good night.”
“Good night, Damyr.” He snuggled in closer and within five minutes, he was snoring lightly.
**
I awoke with my arms around Benjamin, his body still tucked against mine, his back against my chest. He must have rolled over in the night at some point, but I didn’t mind. Spooning Benjamin might become my new favourite hobby.
I nuzzled my nose against his neck and inhaled deeply. He smelled so good. A mixture of my body wash and something that was all him. Spices and sex and something that just smelled like home.
“Are you sniffing me?” Benjamin asked sleepily.
“Yes.” No point denying it. My nose was buried in the spot beneath his ear.
His body shook with laughter. “You’re weird.”
I grinned. “People actually tend to find me quite intimidating.”
Benjamin turned around to face me, without leaving my arms. “You’re not that intimidating, once you get to know you. In fact, I think there’s a high probability that underneath all that domineering bravado, you’re actually very sweet.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “You take that back. Do you have any idea what that kind of comment will do to my reputation?”
He giggled and the sound was beautiful. I searched his face for a few moments, drinking in his happiness and feel it settling in my soul. I’d forgotten what this felt like. This warmth. I liked having Benjamin here with me. I liked the way he fit beneath me and looked up at me with wonder in his eyes. I could get lost in them for hours. Those bright green orbs with flickers of gold that drew me in and held me captive. I’d never understood what it meant to get lost in someone’s gaze until that very moment.
He leant forwards and pressed his lips to mine in a whisper of a kiss. It wasn’t enough to settle the fire that was rapidly growing in my blood. I rolled him beneath me and captured his mouth with mine. It was greedy and consuming. I wanted to devour him because I couldn’t get enough. I’d never get my fill of Benjamin, not even in a hundred lifetimes.
He whimpered as I deepened the kiss, and I couldn’t stop the near feral growl that left my lips in response. There was something about the softness of Benjamin that called to me. I wanted it to smooth out all my harsh, jagged edges and I just had to hope he didn’t get cut in the process.
I bit his lip, and his hips rocked up into mine.
“More,” he groaned. “I need more, Damyr.”
Fuck. The desperation in is voice had me wild. I pulled away, just enough to rip his underwear off before doing the same to mine and then settled back against his hips.
He gasped as I pressed my erection into his. “Do you feel how hard you make me, Benjamin? I want to be buried in you, so fucking bad right now. I want to fuck you until all you can scream is my name because you’ve forgotten everything else but the feel of me. I want you coated in my scent. Do you know why?”
“Why?” he whispered.
“Because I want people to know that you’re mine.” I wrapped my hand around his throat, squeezing just tight enough to drag a shuddery gasp from him. “I want them to know you belong to me. Only me. Do you want that, too?”
He nodded and whimpered. The sound shot straight to my cock. Fuck, I wanted to hear more of those sounds. I wanted to drag them out him as I fucked him. Every whimper, moan and sob. I wanted them all.
“You want me to fuck you, Benjamin?”
He stared up at me for a moment, his eyes wide and dazed, drunk on me. It was a heady feeling to have him submitting to me, surrendering to me.
“You want me to fill you up?” I crooned, licking up the side of his neck. “Make you take me? All of me?”
He shuddered and his hips flexed up against mine. “Yes. Fuck, yes. I want it all.”
I couldn’t wait any longer. I slid down his body, nipping and kissing his skin. I hooked my hands around his thighs and spread them wider, making room for my shoulders. God, I wanted to do everything to him, all at once. I bit the ridge of his hip bone hard enough to make him hiss in pain.
“Hold your knees,” I demanded.
He did as I asked without hesitation and a low rumble vibrated through me as he opened himself to me. I skimmed my fingers over his balls and down his taint with a barely there touch.
“Damyr, please,” he begged.
Fucking perfect.
I dragged my tongue over his entrance before burying my face in his heat. I licked, sucked and swirled my tongue over him until his legs were shaking.
I pressed a finger into him, and he moaned. “Fuck.”
In and out I worked my finger until he was rocking his hips and pushing back. I pulled my finger free, loving the sound of his frustrated sob, but I wasn’t finished with him yet. I leant over to the bedside cabinet and pulled the lube out of the bottom drawer. I slicked up two of my fingers and poised them at his entrance. His eyes drifted closed in anticipation.
I wasn’t having that. “Look at me, baby.”
Benjamin slowly opened his eyes and met mine. His pupils were blown so wide, he looked high. I knew the feeling. Benjamin was in my veins, a pretty poison that I was completely, utterly addicted to.
Slowly, I sank my fingers into his heat. Benjamin’s eyes widened at the invasion and a gasp left his mouth as I stroked against his prostate. I did it again. Just because I could and because I wanted to hear that sound again. I wanted it burned in my memories. “You feel so good.”
Benjamin shivered beneath me, working himself on my fingers as I opened him and made him ready to take my cock.
Fuck, I couldn’t wait anymore. I needed to be inside him.
I grabbed the lube and slicked up my cock, then pressed the head of it against his entrance.
Bracing one hand by his head, I held his gaze once more. I wanted to watch every expression that played about his face as I entered him.
“Damyr,” he said, his voice raw. “Please.”
He was just as desperate as I was. I sank into him, groaning as I was enveloped in the tight heat of his body.