Free Web NovelChapter 85: Dark & Wet I
Damon said tauntingly, "You sound more desperate than I thought. What happened to all that bravado about not ever lying with me again?"
"I―"
"You," Damon said, cutting me off, "are practically offering yourself up like a common whore now, spreading your legs just like the other women you despised back then, wearing that old collar." He laughed, his tone still ever-mocking. "Or perhaps that’s what you want all along? You secretly want to be fucked by me?"
"You―" I couldn’t see his face, but I didn’t need to imagine the smugness radiating from every pore. I swung my fist, trying to punch in the general direction that I heard his voice come from.
Damon’s laughter bounced off the enclosed walls of the cave as he easily caught my fist in what felt like the palm of his hand. With a twist and a pull, he tugged me right into his arms, pinning me flat against him between him and the wall.
My knee instinctively raised itself a little from the impact, causing my legs to brush against something rock-hard. I looked up― even in the dark, I could see Damon’s electrifying blue eyes. They seemed to glow with desire, the sensation on my leg further justified.
I was truly stuck between a rock and a hard place.
"Got nothing to say now?" Damon taunted. He placed his hands on my chin, pinching it as he tilted me head up to look him in the eye. "We’re not cavemen. There’s no need to revert back to ’you’s and ’I’s."
I could only scoff at the absurdity and irony of it all.
Even though I could see nothing else, I could see his eyes and that was enough to let me see every single emotion that would’ve been written on his face. Eyes, after all, were said to be windows to one’s soul. I felt as though I was staring deeply into Damon’s enigmatic self. I couldn’t make out everything, but lust was something as clear as day, swirling in those pools of oceanic blue.
I gulped, my throat moving as he slid a finger from my chin down to my neck, playing with the web necklace around my neck. His touch sent shivers rising all over my body, my hair rising to their hands.
He whispered, low and seductive in the veil of the dark, "You seem nervous."
A shaky breath left my trembling lips. I didn’t know where else to look― every inch and corner of the cave was shrouded in darkness, making his eyes the only visible thing in this pitch-black void. However, staring into those orbs just sent my knees weak.
I couldn’t tell if it was the moisture of the cave or the sweat from my body. Either way, I could feel cool droplets rising around my skin, slowly driving me insane. With the cool of the night and the perspiration that clung onto me like a second skin, I should feel cold. However, my body was burning up with a heat that I never wished for.
The Moon Goddess was playing tricks with my mind and body again, pitching me against an impossible task.
’Yield,’ a voice in my mind commanded. ’He is your mate. Submit yourself to him. Let him please you and you will be rewarded.’
My mind flitted to the sensations his touch would bring me― beyond the hours of pure bliss and carnal satiation, there was also the burst of strength, the roar of energy, and the crisp sound of the world against heightened senses.
Maybe that was what I lusted over, not Damon’s body― the taste of power that no mere human body could ever hope to attain. For me, it was within reach. I just had to make some sacrifices.
"Why do you seem so conflicted, little rabbit?" Damon murmured against my skin, his breath fanning over my neck in a ticklish, feather-light touch. His finger twirled around the fine strings of the web, playing with the material as he lifted it up and down. Whenever it grazed my skin, my body shivered from the coolness. "You know you want it."
With legs like jelly, I practically melted into his hold, unable to hold my weight up at the sound of his voice. Damon’s hand wrapped around my waist, hoisting me up easily so that my back was against the wall, legs wrapped around him. His hands were under my bum, holding me up as he grinded into my core with our clothes still on.
I gasped, feeling his rock-hard member brushing against where I was most sensitive. He knew my weaknesses like the back of his hand― somehow, he was always able to take over my mind and rationality, driving my body into its most primal state where it craved his touch.
Was it the necklace working its magic on me? I couldn’t tell. I didn’t stop to think too much about it as well. The moment his lips reached out and captured mine, my mind went blank. The cave might be dark but all I could see were sparks so bright that they blinded me. frёewebηovel.cѳm
Our lips met with a hunger that ignited a wildfire burning deep within me. The world around us blurred into insignificance as our breaths intertwined, the deafening sound of our rising heartbeats pounding in my ears.
One of his hands roamed beneath my shirt while the other hoisted me in place, freeing me from its constrictions before haphazardly throwing it to one side. Even in the dark, he could find his way so easily, barely even needing to feel around before he could pinpoint where everything was.
That was the joy of having enhanced vision, I suppose. I could only imagine the expression I was making right now.
Unfortunately, unlike Damon, I was not blessed with an enhanced sight. Without my vision, that meant that the sensation of everything else seemed to be increased a thousand-fold. All of a sudden, every touch of his felt like a shockwave passed through my body in the most pleasurable way. Every kiss had my skin on fire.
And with his voice, every word sounded like it was part of a siren’s song. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
"Damon... I need you... inside."
