LOGIN“Apologies for what?” I asked softly. He didn't answer immediately, just kept searching my eyes, his expression unreadable.“I was a dick,” he said finally. “Unfortunately, I can't say it’s because your mother riled me up. This is just who I am. Always been a brat.” He scoffed softly, shaking his head. “That’s why I'm so shocked.” “By what?”He was smiling. “I said please three times. I even said thank you. And now I'm apologizing.” He scoffed again. “Wow. What magic are you working on me, woman?”I couldn't help but smile at that, my chest warm, and he smiled back, his eyes soft.“I don't hate it, by the way,” he whispered, leaning forward and resting his forehead on mine, kissing the tip of my nose. “Even though I don't adjust well to change, I feel like I will adjust perfectly to this one.” He kissed the corner of my nose, and that warm feeling in my chest deepened. His pheromones smelled so warm that I had the urge to cry. “You’re a welcome change.”“Damian–”“Shh,” he hushed so
KAIDORAWas I supposed to feel this good from having a dick in my mouth? Was it supposed to feel this good? But… but I didn't know if it was the sucking or just… Damian. Everything about him right now was… was incredibly sexy. From his deep, raspy voice, to the dark look in his eyes, to how his chest rose and fell, and the best part was how he called me baby. He said it in a raspy whisper, his eyes half closed and so intense with desire. “Argh, fuck me,” he groaned as he thrust, hitting the back of my throat over and over again. I tried to relax my muscles as much as possible to stop myself from gagging. He grabbed my hair with both hands, moving his hips fast and roughly. His balls slapped against my chin every time he went in, and every time he came close, I caught a musty scent that came from his private region. I kept rubbing my clit harder and faster as I chased that familiar feeling of overwhelming pleasure.“I’m fucking close,” he panted, throwing his head back, his jaw clen
DAMIANShe parted her lips slowly, and her tongue snaked out to lick my crown. Just a small contact between the tip of her tongue and my crown, and my body jerked. “Ah, fuck,” I cursed softly. “Do that again.”“T-this?” she asked with her tongue still out, repeating what she did, and I moaned.“That’s it. Keep doing that.”She got serious as she licked my crown harder and became more determined, and I was so focused on the area around her mouth where my precum had dried on her skin. I shouldn't have done that, I know I shouldn't have, and yet beside the guilt was an immense sense of satisfaction. I had this strong urge to mark her with my scent, and the only way I could do that was by rubbing my dick on her face and leaving my precum smeared all over. That was an animalistic urge, and so not like me, but the most fucked up part was that I knew I was going to do it again. “A-am I doing it, right?” she asked softly, her cheeks heated.I cupped the side of her face, caressing her chee
“W-what are you doing?” I asked, my eyes wide and my heart racing, as Damian carried me easily.“Lifting you,” he answered as he kept walking, looking ahead.“Yes, but w-why?”“Because I don't want to stop touching you.”I blinked at him, my cheeks heating. “Oh…”And he was touching me, alright. His hands were on my ass, his palms completely pressed to it. My thighs were hooked on his arms, and my chest was pressed to his. He was touching me in so many ways, and I could feel him everywhere. I could feel his heartbeat, and it was… it was fast.“Your heart is racing,” I muttered absentmindedly as I placed my head on his shoulder.“Yes, Kaidora. It is.”“W-why?” I asked, and even though the question felt stupid, I didn't want to take it back. I wanted to hear the words from his mouth. “Hmm,” he hummed, and I felt it vibrate on his chest. “I don't know the answer to that.” He paused, his fingers flexing on my ass. “I don't understand it. Any of this, actually. It’s like something has tak
KAIDORADamian’s eyes dropped to my lips for the nth time. He swallowed, his tongue wetting his lips. He told me he was going to kiss me in three seconds. He counted, I didn't move, but he still didn't do it. He was hesitating. He looked back at my eyes, and I saw none of the anger or hatred I usually saw in his eyes. I only saw confusion and desire. Pure, unfiltered desire. He wanted me. He really did, but why was he still hesitating?“Don't you–”He kissed me, cutting me off. His hand on my waist tightened, drawing me closer to him while his other hand held the back of my neck. His kiss was intense, just like he was. I melted into him as I kissed him back, my arms moving and wrapping themselves around his neck.There was something different about Damian. Something… desperate. I couldn't tell what it was because I was also noticing something different in me. He told me my anger was valid. That no one had the right to tell me otherwise, he told me to rebel, but where do I even start
That made me pause, and all I could just do was stare at her. I opened my mouth to say something, but I felt like the right words wouldn't come out, so I closed it. I kept staring at her, at the tears in her eyes, the pain there, the look of being crushed. When I opened my mouth again, the words that came out were, “Well, I don't hate you either.”Shit! What the fuck? That was the best I could come up with? She looked like she was fighting to keep herself together, and I decided to say something like that? Maybe I should leave and not worsen the situation even more, but my feet wouldn't move no matter how hard I wanted them to. They remained glued to the floor, and my eyes never left hers. She said nothing, just kept staring at me. She looked like she didn't even mind those words, like they weren't vile, and that… that made my chest tighten. Because why should she be okay with words like that? Why should she be cool with being treated this way?It was wrong, so wrong, and I had thi







