Chapter 314: Chapter 314: First Sex After The Storm

Eve woke to sensation.

Not sound. Not light. Just the slow, deliberate slide of something warm and wet between her thighs, and for a fraction of a second her sleep-fogged mind couldn’t place it....couldn’t understand why her body was already arching into the touch, why heat was pooling low in her belly before she’d even opened her eyes.

Then she felt the grip on her hips. Firm. Possessive. Holding her legs open.

Her eyes flew open.

The pre-dawn light filtering through the curtains was soft and grey, but it was enough to see Damian’s dark head between her thighs, enough to watch the way his tongue moved against her in long, luxurious strokes that made her breath catch in her throat.

"Damian..." Her voice came out hoarse. Startled.

He didn’t stop. Didn’t even look up. Just tightened his grip on her hips when she tried to squirm away from the intensity of it, and the rumble of satisfaction that vibrated through his chest told her everything she needed to know about how long he’d been waiting for this.

"Stay still," he murmured against her, and the command in his voice sent a fresh wave of heat through her. "I’ve been watching you sleep for the last hour thinking about all the ways I want to take you now that we finally have time. Now that there’s no crisis. No emergency. Nothing between us and this."

Eve’s hands fisted in the sheets. The reform had passed. The long political battle was over. And apparently Damian had decided that meant he was done waiting.

His tongue circled her clit with maddening precision, slow enough to build the pressure but not enough to give her release, and Eve felt her hips lift involuntarily, seeking more friction, more pressure, more anything.

"Please..."

"Not yet." His voice was dark with promise. "You’re going to come on my tongue first. Then my fingers. Then my cock. And then, when you’re already shaking and oversensitive and convinced you can’t possibly take any more, my brothers are going to have their turn. We’re going to spend the entire day reminding you exactly who you belong to."

The words alone nearly undid her. Eve’s head fell back against the pillow as Damian’s mouth returned to its work, and this time there was nothing gentle about it. He sealed his lips around her clit and sucked, and the spike of pleasure was so intense that Eve cried out before she could stop herself.

"That’s it," Damian growled. "I want to hear you. I want everyone in this gods-damned estate to know exactly what’s happening in here."

His tongue moved faster now, alternating between broad strokes and focused attention on the bundle of nerves that was making her entire body tremble. Eve’s hands flew to his hair, gripping hard, and instead of pulling away he groaned his approval and doubled his efforts.

The orgasm built like a wave, slow and inevitable and completely beyond her control. Eve could feel it gathering in her core, could feel every muscle in her body tensing in anticipation, and when Damian slid two fingers inside her and curled them just right, the wave crested and broke.

She came with a sharp cry, her body arching off the bed, her thighs clamping around Damian’s head as pleasure crashed through her in rolling pulses. He worked her through it with his tongue and fingers, drawing out every aftershock until she was gasping and shaking and trying to push him away because it was too much, too intense, too.... 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"Again," Damian said, and before she could protest he added a third finger and found that spot inside her that made stars explode behind her eyelids.

"I can’t....."

"You can." His thumb found her clit, circling it with relentless precision while his fingers pumped in and out of her. "You’re going to give me another one right now, Eve. I want to feel you fall apart for me."

And gods help her, her body obeyed. The second orgasm hit faster than the first, sharper and more concentrated, and this time when she cried out it was his name.

Damian pulled back slowly, his fingers sliding out of her, his mouth glistening. The look in his eyes was pure predatory satisfaction. "Good girl," he said, and the praise sent another tremor through her oversensitized body.

He rose up over her, and for the first time Eve registered that he was completely naked, his cock hard and thick and already leaking at the tip. He settled between her thighs, the head of his dick pressing against her pussy, and paused.

"Look at me," he commanded.

Eve met his eyes. Dark. Intense. Burning with everything they’d both been holding back for weeks.

"This is ours now," Damian said quietly. "No more interruptions. No more waiting. Just us. Just this."

Then he pushed inside her in one long, smooth thrust that drove the air from her lungs.

He was thick enough that the stretch bordered on too much, especially after two orgasms, but her body accepted him like it had been made for exactly this. Damian groaned low in his throat as he bottomed out, his forehead dropping to rest against hers.

"Fuck," he breathed. "You feel incredible. So tight. So perfect."

He started moving before she could respond.....long, deep strokes that hit something devastating inside her with every thrust. Eve’s legs came up to wrap around his waist automatically, changing the angle, and Damian’s next thrust went even deeper.

"Yes," he hissed. "Just like that. Take all of me."

His pace built gradually, each thrust a little harder than the last, each one driving her higher despite the fact that she’d already come twice. Eve’s nails raked down his back and Damian’s responding groan was guttural and approving.

"Mark me," he said against her throat. "I want to feel it tomorrow. Want to remember this every time I move."

So she did. Scored her nails down the broad planes of his back while he fucked into her with increasing intensity, while his teeth found her neck and bit down hard enough to leave a bruise, while the headboard began to slam against the wall with the force of his thrusts.