Page 51 of Howl For A Kiss
"Elena, you'll never lose me," Damon vowed, his lips brushing against her ear. "I'm never going anywhere."
He pulled back to meet her gaze, his green eyes blazing with need and love in equal measure. "Elena, I want to officially claim you. I want to give you my mark and complete our mate bond."
Her breath caught. "You're still recovering from your wound?—"
"I don't care," he interrupted. "I want to complete our mate bond right here, right now. I need you to be mine in every way that matters."
The moment the words left Damon's mouth, the air crackled with an electric intensity that made his wolf surge to the surface, its primal need to claim its mate undeniable. Elena's blue eyes widened as she searched his face for any sign of hesitation. There was none. Damon's green eyes burned with conviction as he held her gaze, unyielding and fierce.
"Okay, Damon. I want you to claim me. I want to be yours in every way that matters," Elena whispered, her voice trembling with emotion.
Her words ignited something deep within him, a fire that had been smoldering since the first time their lips had met. Damon didn't waste a second. He stripped her with a reverence that made her shiver, his fingertips grazing her skin as though she were the most precious thing he'd ever touched.
When she was bare before him, he stepped back just long enough to rid himself of his own clothes. Elena's eyes raked over his muscular frame, lingering on the bandage wrapped around his abdomen. Her brows furrowed with concern.
"Your wound," she murmured, her hand hovering over the bandage. "Are you sure?—?"
"I'm fine," Damon growled, capturing her hand in his and pressing it to his chest. "My wolf is strong, and your love has healed me more than any wound could ever hinder me."
She hesitated for a moment, then she finally nodded. Damon's lips crashed into hers, the kiss raw and hungry, a reflection of the longing that had been building between them since the moment they'd met. He walked her backward to the edge of the bed, his hands guiding her until she was straddling his lap.
Her warmth enveloped him as she settled over his hips, her body flush against his. Damon's hands gripped her waist, his fingers digging into her skin as he pulled her closer. His mouth left hers to trail hot kisses down her neck, nipping at her collarbone before moving lower to lavish attention on her breasts. Elena's breath came in ragged gasps, her hands tangling in his dark hair as she arched into his touch.
"Damon," she breathed, her voice a mixture of need and desperation.
He lifted his head, his green eyes dark with desire as he gazed at her. "Guide me to you," he commanded, his voice rough with need.
Her hand slid between them, her fingers wrapping around his hard cock to position him at her entrance. Damon's entire body tightened with anticipation as she slowly lowered herself onto him, inch by agonizing inch, until he was buried deep inside her. The sensation was overwhelming, her tight heat gripping him in a way that made his wolf growl with satisfaction.
Elena's head tipped back, a soft moan escaping her lips as she began to move. Damon's hands gripped her hips, guiding her rhythm as her pace intensified. Her nails dug into his shoulders, her breath coming in short, desperate bursts as pleasure built between them.
"You're mine," Damon growled, his voice laced with possessive certainty. "And I'm yours."
She whimpered in response, her movements becoming more frantic as she chased her release. Damon thrust up into her with a primal urgency, his own need driving him to push her closer to the edge. The room was filled with the sounds of their passion, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony.
"Damon, I'm so close," she gasped, her voice breaking as her pleasure peaked.
His lips brushed against her ear, his voice low and commanding. "Let go, Elena."
As if his words were the final push she needed, Elena's body convulsed around him, her orgasm crashing over her in waves. Damon felt her inner walls clench around him, drawing him closer to his own release. His canines lengthened instinctively, the primal urge to claim her completely overwhelming him.
"I'm going to mark you now," he warned, his voice a deep growl.
Elena nodded, her eyes glazed with pleasure and trust. Damon leaned into the curve of her neck, his teeth sinking into the soft flesh right over her partial mate mark. She cried out as he drew blood, the bond between them solidifying with every drop. His release followed, his climax ripping through him with a force that left him trembling.
As he licked the blood from her neck, sealing the mark, Damon felt the mate bond settle deep within him, a connection that went far beyond the physical. He pulled back to look at her,his heart swelling with emotion as he saw the tears streaming down her face.
"You're completely mine now," he whispered, his voice thick with love and possessiveness. "And I'll spend every day proving that I'm worthy of you."
Elena's hands cupped his face, her thumbs brushing away the tears that had escaped his own eyes. "You already are," she whispered back, her voice filled with quiet certainty.
He kissed her then, a kiss filled with all the love and hope he had for their future. When they finally broke apart, Damon pulled her down onto the bed with him, wrapping her tightly in his arms. Her head rested on his chest, her breathing slowly evening out as she drifted into sleep.
Damon stared up at the ceiling, his heart full in a way he'd never thought possible. Outside the window, the moon shimmered, its light casting a magical glow over the star-studded sky. Damon couldn't help but feel as though the universe itself was acknowledging the choice he'd made tonight—to renounce his Beta position, to claim his mate fully, and to stand by her side forever.
He closed his eyes, a sense of peace settling over him. For the first time in his life, Damon felt like he was exactly where he was meant to be. Beside Elena—his mate, his equal, his future.
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