Chapter 13Damien
Chapter
Thirteen
DAMIEN
M y fingers tremble slightly as I gently trace the curve of Selene's cheek, drinking in her vulnerable confession. A virgin, untouched by pleasure...it stirs something primal within me, an urge to claim her completely.
I lean in, my lips brushing hers in a feather-light caress. "You have no idea how badly I want to show you the depths of ecstasy,” I murmur against her mouth. “To shatter your innocence and leave you breathless."
Selene's eyes flutter closed, a soft gasp escaping her as I deepen the kiss. My tongue teases her lips, seeking entrance to the sweet sanctuary within. When she parts them willingly, I slide inside, tasting her innocence and savoring every moan that vibrates through us .
My hands roam her body, mapping the contours of her slender frame.
I tug at the hem of her dress, pulling it up inch by tantalizing inch until it pools around her waist, leaving her skin bare and glistening in the dim light of the cave. The sight of her smooth thighs and the delicate lace of her panties sends a jolt of desire straight to my core.
"Beautiful," I breathe, my gaze devouring her exposed flesh. "So pure, so untouched..." My fingers dance along the edge of her underwear, teasing the sensitive skin beneath.
Selene's chest rises and falls rapidly as she watches me, her breath coming in short pants. "Please, Damien," she whispers, her voice thick with need. "Show me...make me feel alive."
My resolve wavers, torn between duty and desire. The Order's strict code of conduct echoes in my mind, a constant reminder of the consequences of my actions. Yet here I am, poised on the brink of forbidden pleasure, drawn irresistibly to Selene's allure.
With a low growl, I give in to temptation, my hands sliding beneath her dress to cup the round globes of her ass. I squeeze the supple flesh, relishing the way she arches into my touch. My cock throbs insistently, straining against the confines of my trousers.
"Fuck the rules," I mutter darkly, my lips trailing hot kisses down the column of her throat. "Tonight, there's only you and me, Selene. Let me worship this temple of yours until you're screaming my name."
"If we...if we do this, will you leave me hollow like those women in the clearing?"
Selene's question pierces through the haze of lust, a sobering reminder of the gravity of our situation. I pause, before burying my fingers in her silky hair, and meet her wide, anxious gaze.
"I swear to you, Selene, I won't take your soul," I vow, my voice steady despite the turmoil raging within me. "What we share tonight is purely physical, a celebration of life and pleasure. I'll drain your essence, yes, but never your very being."
I brush a tender kiss across her forehead, hoping to convey the sincerity behind my words. "You're not like the others, I can feel it. There's a spark in you, a resilience that demands respect. I promise, when dawn breaks, you'll be left unscathed, your spirit intact."
Selene searches my face, her uncertainty palpable.
"Okay," she says and the trust she's showing me has my cock hardening even further.
With a gentle yet firm grip, I gently guide Selene to lay down onto the the cave floor. She settles back, her legs parting instinctively as I settle between them. The heat emanating from her core draws me in, a siren's call I'm powerless to resist.
I capture her lips in a searing kiss, my tongue delving deep to claim every inch of her mouth. As I explore the sweet recesses, my hands begin to wander, mapping the curves of her body with reverent touches.
My palms glide up her thighs, fingertips dancing along the sensitive skin until they reach the damp lace of her panties. I hook a finger under the elastic, tugging the fabric aside to expose her glistening folds. A low groan rumbles in my chest at the sight of her arousal, slick and inviting.
"Exquisite," I breathe, my eyes locked on the delicate petals of her sex. So responsive, so eager for my touch...Without hesitation, I lean in, my tongue darting out to taste her essence. Selene's flavor explodes on my palate, a heady mix of sweetness and tanginess that leaves me craving more. I lap at her folds, savoring each droplet of nectar as I work to bring her closer to the precipice.
My fingers join the sensual assault, two digits slipping inside her tight channel to stroke and tease. Selene's hips buck against my mouth, her nails digging into my scalp as she loses herself to the onslaught of pleasure.
"Mmm, yes," I hum against her clit, flicking the sensitive bud with the tip of my tongue. "Let go, Selene."
I lavish attention on Selene's trembling form, my fingers and tongue working in tandem to drive her toward the brink of ecstasy. But just as she teeters on the edge, I pull back, denying her the release she craves .
"No, not yet," I murmur, my breath hot against her slick folds. "We're just getting started."
I resume my ministrations, alternating between long, slow licks and quick, teasing flicks of my tongue. Selene writhes beneath me, her moans growing more desperate as the tension builds within her.
"Please, Damien," she begs, her voice strained with need. "I can't...it's too much."
I glance up at her, a smug smile playing on my lips. "Oh, but that's the point."
I continue my deliberate pace, keeping Selene teetering on the cusp of climax without ever allowing her to tumble over. Each time she nears the precipice, I withdraw, leaving her wanting, aching for more.
Her pleas and whimpers fill the air, music to my ears as I toy with her pleasure. I can see the frustration in her eyes, the desperation to find relief, and it only fuels my own hunger.
"You're so responsive," I praise, my fingers tracing circles around her engorged clit. "Such a good girl, taking everything I give you."
I dip my head once more, my tongue delving into her dripping channel, lapping up her essence. Selene's hips jerk, trying to follow the movement, but I hold her steady, ensuring she remains suspended in this delicious state of anticipation.
Selene's body trembles beneath mine, her breath coming in ragged gasps as I maintain this exquisite torture. I can feel her walls fluttering, desperate for friction, but I deny her the satisfaction.
"Not yet, little one," I whisper against her heated skin, my voice a seductive purr. "We're going to savor this moment, stretch it out until you're begging for mercy."
I trail my fingers down her quivering stomach, circling her belly button before continuing lower. I tease the sensitive skin of her inner thigh, avoiding her aching center altogether.
"Tell me what you want," I command, looking up at her with a challenging glint in my eye. "Ask me nicely, and maybe, just maybe, I'll grant you the release you so desperately crave."
I watch with rapt attention as Selene struggles to formulate a coherent response, her mind clouded by the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. Her chest heaves with each labored breath, her breasts rising and falling in a tantalizing rhythm.
"P-please," she finally manages, her voice barely above a whisper. "Damien, I need...I need you inside me. I can't take anymore of this torment."
A wicked grin spreads across my face as I hear her plea. "Since you asked so nicely..." I purr, positioning myself at her entrance.
With a swift thrust of my hips, I bury myself to the hilt in her welcoming heat. Selene cries out, her back arching off the floor as I fill her completely. I pause for a moment, savoring the exquisite sensation of her walls clenching around me.
I begin to move, setting a relentless pace as I piston in and out of Selene's slick passage. Each thrust sends a ripple of pleasure through her, her body undulating beneath mine in perfect sync with my rhythm.
"Oh, gods," she gasps, her nails scoring down my back as I drive deeper, hitting that sweet spot within her that makes her see stars. "More, please, don't stop!"
I oblige, increasing the force of my strokes, determined to push her to the very edge of madness. Selene's cries grow louder, more urgent, her inner muscles tightening around me like a vice.
"Yes, yes, right there!" she screams, her voice echoing off the cavern walls as I hammer into her, chasing our mutual release. "I'm so close, Damien, so close!"
As I plunge into Selene's depths, I can feel her power building, coiling tighter and tighter within her like a spring ready to snap. It's intoxicating, this raw energy coursing through her veins, and I know I'm pushing her to the limits of her endurance.
Selene's entire being seems to vibrate with potential, her aura pulsing brighter with each frenzied thrust. I can sense the storm brewing inside her, the tempest of magic waiting to be unleashed.
And then, in an instant, it happens. With a keening wail, Selene's climax crashes over her, her inner walls clamping down on me like a silken vice. At the same moment, a blinding flash erupts from her core, illuminating the dark cavern in a brilliant, ethereal glow.
For a fleeting second, I catch a glimpse of Selene's true essence - her soul, shimmering with an otherworldly radiance. The sight is breathtaking, mesmerizing, and I feel an overwhelming urge to reach out and claim it as my own. This power, this raw, untamed energy, is unlike anything I have ever encountered before.
It calls to me, tempting me with its vast potential, promising unimaginable strength and dominion. For a heartbeat, I teeter on the brink of succumbing to its siren song, my resolve weakening in the face of such temptation.
But then, memory of my promise resurfaces, a lifeline thrown amidst the chaos of my desires. I had sworn to guide Selene, to help her harness this power rather than exploit it for my own gain.
With a Herculean effort, I wrench my gaze away from the captivating spectacle of Selene's liberated essence, forcing myself to retreat from the allure of her raw magical might. My body still moves within hers, but now my focus is solely on providing comfort and support as she rides the crest of her intense orgasm.
As the waves of pleasure begin to ebb, I gather Selene close, holding her trembling form against my chest as she catches her breath. I stroke her hair, murmuring words of reassurance and admiration, marveling at the incredible display of power she has just demonstrated.
"You were magnificent," I breathe, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead. "Your magic is truly remarkable, Selene. We will work together to master it, to ensure it serves you and not the whims of those who would misuse such abilities."
As Selene drifts off to sleep in my arms, exhaustion claiming her after the intense ordeal we've both endured, a heavy mantle of guilt settles upon my shoulders. The weight of my actions presses down upon me, suffocating and oppressive.
I have defied the very tenets of the Hunt, the sacred oaths I swore to uphold when I joined the Order's ranks. By allowing Selene to tap into the full extent of her power, I have crossed a line from which there may be no return. The Order will surely seek retribution for this transgression, and the consequences could be dire indeed.
Yet even as these grim thoughts plague my mind, I cannot bring myself to regret what has transpired between us.