Page 68 of Tear Me Down
He yanks on my collar, forcefully bringing me back up to his level just before he attacks my mouth with his, tightening the hold of the collar on my neck every couple of seconds. If he can taste himself on me, he must not mind, because he moans and pushes his tongue in deeper—obviously loving the mixture of us as much as I do.
I move to straddle him, but he surprises me by gripping my ass again and standing, suspending me in the air momentarily with little to no effort. Then he turns abruptly and tosses me onto the bed, jerking the collar so I’m forced to look up at him as my ass hits the mattress. His pupils are blown in the ravenous state I crave from him, and even though he just came down my throat, he’s already hard again—clearly as insatiable as ever.
Grabbing the remote I conveniently landed on, I tease him with it, moving it back and forth in front of his face in a taunting manner—clearly underestimating his needs tonight, but I suppose I’m a glutton for punishment.
Faster than I can register, he snatches it from me and flips me over onto my stomach, holding my head against the bed as he grabs and lifts me up by my hips, moving me around like a ragdoll. His large hand raises, only to quickly come down on my ass, emitting a delicious sting that he quickly soothes away. The lingering prick makes my core clench, and my need to be filled becomes all too apparent.
“We’re going to have to make this quick, but it sure as hell won’t be quiet. I want you to scream so loudly that it makes it past our soundproof walls.”
“Why quick?” I ask as I try to push back against him, and he finally presses the button, turning on the vibrator. Electricity explodes through me, making me jolt and moan as my clit quickly pulses with the sensations. His thick cock lines up with my core, circling my hole with teasing circles, eliciting a fluttering feeling as I try to push back again. I’m getting borderline desperate, and with the added stimulation, I’m quickly realizing I wasn’t prepared for howdamn hot this would be. He then leans over me, brushing the shell of my ear with his lips and heavy breaths.
“Because the Andersons are downstairs.”
An alarm blares in my mind, and ice shoots through my veins, realizing that now he’s claimed me in front of his family, it’s time that he’s done it in front of mine.
“What?!” Without warning, he rams into me—bottoming out and stretching me so wide it’s almost painful.
Oh. My. God.
Please don’t tell me they’re going to be able to hear us. The door is right near the stairs, and while I know that the walls to our bedroom are sound dampening, I’m not sure how soundproof they actually are. We’ve always been able to hear things from the hallway and downstairs from inside, but I’ve never actually tested the theory.
He fucks me at a harsh pace, thrusting relentlessly, harder and faster than he ever has before, and I wasn’t sure that was possible. Either that, or the vibrator is enhancing every feeling, sending a shaking line soaring through my core and instantly knotting up my gut. His quick hits rock my world, already causing a haziness to my vision. I then feel as he swipes his fingers under our bodies and gathers my arousal on his digits, and moments later I feel them grazing over my asshole.
“Oh, God!” I pant as he slips a finger in, working it slowly and building up to match the rhythm of his thrusts. He then throws the remote and grips the chain again, tangling it with my hair and pulling back harshly.
“Have you been a good girl, little wolf?” he taunts as another finger teases my tight ring of muscle.
“Yes!”
“Do you want more?” He slips another finger into my ass as he puts more force behind his thrusts in both holes, and I arch further into the bed. I push back against him with every movement, allowing the lewd, wet sounds from our bodies to drive me even closer.
“Oh, Damien! Yes!” I can't control my shaking as the vibrations wrack through my entire body, leaving me breathless and panting from feeling so full. A nervous tingle sneaks its way in with the pleasure, knowing the couple I consider my adoptive family, and my newfound brother, all might be downstairs waiting for us. Damien, of course, senses the nerves and thrusts harder, working to expel the thoughts. He tugs harder, choking me and lifting my head off the bed as he drives in ruthlessly.
“Let me hear those perfect screams, baby! I told you that everyone would know that you arefucking mine!” he yells out and groans, twitching inside me as I tighten around him. A choked scream flies out of my mouth, and I claw at the sheets to gain some type of ground. I feel myself climbing towards the peak, my orgasm screaming at me.
“Don’t… Stop…” I scream through pants and moans, clenching around him and trembling as I teeter the edge of bliss. Another forceful thrust and I’m falling over the cliff into my climax—jumping, in fact, with a running start. My screaming breath hitches as the waves rush through me over and over as he continuously forces into me. Wave after wave crashes into me, each one bigger than the last, and my fingers get lost in our sheets as I pull on them as an anchor. My eyes roll and my whole body freezes as the largest wave yet rolls over me, hitting me hard as he thrusts into me for the last time. He shudders behind me, tensing and trembling as he shoots every last ounce of cum he had left in his body.
I never thought I’d be happy for him to turn the vibrator off, but the roll of orgasms is almost too much to bear. My vision is still blurry, with little white dots still spotting my field of view, and my entire body wracks with shakes. I’m not sure I’ll be able to make it out of the bed now, much less down the stairs.
He leans over me, encasing me in his hold before he removes himself—slipping out easily as we both collapse on to the bed. We lay panting, completely immobilized for a few moments before he reaches over and wraps his arm around me, pulling me close to him as he moves his hand to my face. His thumb grazes my bottom lip as he tilts my head up lightly, flashing that cocky smile as he looks into my eyes.
“You are the perfect woman. You know that, right?” he says before he plants a kiss on my trembling lips. I rest my hand on his cheek and nuzzle against him while we have time to bask in our afterglow.
“Perfect for you.”
“You’re damn right.” He plants a soft kiss to my cheek this time before sitting up. “Alright, let’s take a quick shower so we don’t completely terrify our guests.” He stands and turns lazily, but quickly snakes his arms under my legs and back to lift me up. My arms wrap around his shoulders as he carries me to our bathroom, and I can still feel the lingering electricity in his taut muscles. There’s no denying the connection and chemistry we have, and how it always crackles to life, no matter the time or place, brings a warmth to my chest.
He sets me onto the counter before he kneels and takes my foot in his hands, taking his time to remove my heels. The cold surface against my cum covered thighs makes me squirm.
“Not that I'm complaining by any means, but what gave you this idea?” He looks up at me and raises a brow, and I shrug in response.
“Zeke was telling me earlier today about the things you guys used to like to do—outside of work, I mean. You know, strip clubs, going to bars and picking up girls. You’ve been so stressed lately with DH, finding Avery and his partners, well, and me. I just wanted you to let go for a little while,” I admit quietly as he removes the second shoe.
His brows furrow in confusion, and he stands to his full height before cupping my face in his hands.
“Don’t you ever think there’s anything more I could want or need from you. That was just bullshit to pass the time, and long before I knew you.”
“No, I know that.” I put my hands over his. “I just wanted to do something special for you. Now I know what to do for every birthday, Valentine’s Day, Tuesdays, and bank holidays.” My joke finally makes him grin and chuckle, even as he shakes his head in feigned annoyance. He carefully pulls me off the counter and sets me on my own two shaky legs, but he keeps his arms around me for support and connection.
