Page 137 of Aine

My cheeks warm, but Damien doesn’t look for a response as he sinks his finger into me and starts to crawl down my body. He presses wet kisses to my skin the entire way, and I clench around his hand as his mouth gets closer to my thighs.

“None of that.” He chuckles and spreads my legs so I can’t hide. “I’m excited to do this. It turns me on to make you feel good.”

His eyes meet mine before he kisses the inside of my thigh and turns his attention to the slick skin between them. He’s always teasing, and I hold in a groan as he trails his lips up and down my thighs.

“I’ve never—” I start, my words ending in a choked moan when he finally connects his mouth to my sex.

My admission has him rearing back.

“Nobody’s ever licked you before?”

I’m sure the reddening of my cheeks is answer enough, but Damien waits until I confirm before continuing.

“Good. I’m happy this will be a first for both of us,” he admits, smiling when I clench around his finger.

Damien’s never done this before? My excitement grows as he returns his mouth to my sex, his tongue soft as he licks the entire length of me. I flinch and accidentally knock my knee against his head but relax when he begins to purr again.

He eases in another finger, his spit soaking the sheets below my butt as he flicks his tongue over my swollen flesh. The second finger provides a nice stretch, and I rock against him with a choked gasp.

The vibrations from his loud moans have me crying out with mirroring ones of my own, and I can’t stop myself from sinking my hands into his hair and rolling my hips. He stills and lets me ride his face as his fingers curl and massage my inner walls.

I’m faintly aware he’s thrusting into the mattress as he eats me, Damien finding his own pleasure as he gives me mine. He loops his free arm around my thigh and squeezes the flesh as I continue rubbing myself against his wet tongue, and I watch his eyelids flutter with a low whine.

“I’m… Damien, I’m…” I cry, my movements sporadic as the pleasure in my abdomen grows and peaks.

Damien continues to lick me through my orgasm, stopping only after I’ve slumped and knock his head away with my thigh. He grins and crawls up my body as I catch my breath, his mouth and chin slick with his spit and my arousal.

He lines himself up with my entrance before noticing my sleepy expression and pulling back.

“You think you can cum again for me?” he asks.

My lips purse as I hesitate on deciding what to say, but it’s all Damien needs to see to begin removing himself from me. That’s not what I want, and I rush to loop my arms around his neck and pull him back.

Damien looks shocked as I wrap my legs around his waist, refusing to let him leave. His cock brushes against me as I bring my lips to his ear and give it a soft kiss.

“I’m not going to cum again, but I still want you to fuck me.” I pant.

Damien’s eyes roll back, his mouth forming silent words before he lines himself up and sinks inside. He moves slowly, probably worried about injuring me again, and stills when he bottoms out. The stretch is amazing, and I throw my head back as he looks down to watch his length fill me.

“You feel so good,” he cries, shoving his face into my neck as he quickens the pace of his thrusts. “I love you so fucking much. I’m not going to last long, baby. It feels too good.”

A loud curse slips from my lips as he curls his body around mine and resumes his purring. It’s loud but is easily overshadowed by the sound of his balls smacking against my ass with each roll of his hips.

Damien’s teeth graze against my neck before he clenches his jaw shut and throws his head back.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He gasps, burying himself in deep as he finds his release.

I rub his back, struggling to breathe under his heavy weight. It takes him a moment to collect himself, his cock occasionally twitching as he fills me with his cum, but once he realizes, he’s quick to prop himself up on his elbows and make room for my lungs to expand.

I whisper soft praises.

“I love you, baby, but please stop calling me ‘a good boy.’” He snorts, rejecting my kind words. He grins and presses a sloppy kiss to my cheek as I giggle, enjoying the slight flush that covers his cheeks. “I usually last longer than that.” The red on his face deepens.

I open my mouth to tease him some more but find myself distracted as his softening length falls out of me. “You came in me,” I point out.

Damien grimaces, regret slipping through our bond as he presses another kiss to my cheek. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. Pulling out has always been instinctual, and I didn’t think about it when my beast wasn’t screaming in my ear for me to do so. I’ll be more careful next time.”

I nod, appreciating the honesty but unable to hide my concern as his explanation brings up thoughts I’ve never worked up the courage to ask.

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