A/N

This chapter is for mature audiences only.
If you are not comfortable you may choose to skip this chapter and go straight to the next one.
You have been warned!

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Aliya's POV

The moment Damien's lips met mine, it felt as though all my prayers were answered and this was the moment I was alive for. He captured my lips in a kiss dripping with undeniable passion, as if I was the last remaining drop of water left in a city filled with drought.

His eagerness left me surprised, and I realized I wasn't the only one who longed for his touch, with his arms around me, his body close to mine.

I was reminded of our first kiss, when we were so foreign to each other's bodies which only provided us with the need to explore more.

Tasting each other, teasing each other.

His fingers caressed my face as he moved his lips against mine, making me close my eyes in pleasure. Biting onto my lower lip, he deepened the kiss. Our tongues finally collided and fought for dominance. I could tell he was used to being in charge always, whether it was on the throne or in bed.

He lowered his body so it was touching mine ever so lightly. I couldn't feel his weight on me, but the warmth of his body was enough to know he was close.

Damien being dangerously close to me gave me an assurance that I didn't know I was seeking in the first place. As if I wanted it all along, to know that he was close and all mine.

My eyes shot open just as I realized what I was thinking. I was hoping he hadn't read my thoughts.

He seemed to be too focused on the kiss to poke his head anywhere else, which made me sigh in relief.

I focused on his actions, his hand was traveling  lower until it rested on my neck, drawing circles with his thumb.

"Damien," I murmured softly when his lips parted from mine. 

I thought he was going to retrieve himself from me and tell me he couldn't continue on because I was still intoxicated. But he surprised me when his lips brushed against the base of my neck instead. I could feel his warm breath on my skin, just before he sucked on the same spot.

He bit onto my skin gently which made my body tense as an alarming memory made its way into my mind. The night when he bit me and drank my blood, in the middle of nowhere while it was raining. The bite left me weak to my knees and lose consciousness, it took me days to recover.

As if noticing my reaction, his head shot up so he could look into my eyes, "Relax, I won't drink your blood without your permission again. Scratch that, I won't drink your blood at all; it made me feel like I was high on drugs for three days."

"What do you mean?"

How could my blood be like a drug to him?

Damien nestled into my neck again, running his nose against it as he spoke, "your blood highlighted my already sharp senses, and made me feel everything you were feeling, pain, confusion, restlessness. But it was accompanied by euphoria, which fueled my desires even more."

"What desires?"

I had a feeling what he was talking about, but a part of me needed to hear him say it.

His deep, black eyes found mine again, "tell me why when I look at you it feels as though my years worth of search has come to an end?"

He didn't answer my question but what he said gave me all the answers I needed.

"I was like an ocean, wild and free until I settled upon your shore and now I'm perfectly calm and still, the storm inside me dies down when I'm with you. Replaced by this unknown feeling.." he frowned and looked down, "it drives me insane not knowing what I'm feeling, dammit."

As if he couldn't resist it, Damien reached down to steal another kiss from my lips, making me let out a small moan.

"This," he said in behind the kisses, as if frustrated with himself.

"Why am I so addicted to you?"

I could tell he was battling with himself and his thoughts, his feelings. Overcome with emotions and not knowing how to respond, I tangled my fingers in his hair and brought him even closer to me. I bended one of my legs that he had pinned down earlier to wrap it around him, sliding my exposed leg up against the side of his body.

He instantly caught on and grabbed the back of my thigh, now putting more of his weight onto me, but not to the point of crushing me.

The distance between our bodies now nonexistent, I'm sure he could feel my pounding heartbeat against his chest.

"Don't test me, Aliya," he whispered as a warning, "if only you could hear the thoughts running through my mind right now, do you even know of all the ways I can make you feel good?"

At the moment, I didn't care what he did. All I knew was I didn't want him to stop touching me, to stop feeling me.

I knew what he meant, and I wanted him now more than ever.

"I want to feel, Damien," I had been walking around like an empty shell for the past few months, not knowing where I was heading, so unknown to my purpose. Being in his presence forced me to feel a million emotions at once, it left my thoughts rushing and my heart singing, while my body wanted nothing more than to be his, entirely.

Hearing me say that, his eyes turned to their unique golden color. He pinned one of my arm above my head while bringing his mouth close to my ear.

"Tonight, all you're going to feel is me."

His words sent a jolt of excitement down my body, making me unknowingly arch my back to feel him. He groaned in my ear while his other hand found the side of my waist and pushed me back into the mattress firmly.

Letting go of my arm, Damien's body slid down as he placed small kisses on my neck, down to my collar bone. I felt my breath hitch as he continued to go even lower.

"All you're going to feel is my touch."

His kisses suddenly stopped as I felt him sliding the soft fabric of the T-shirt I had on up my thigh, and then I felt his fingers brushing my stomach as he continued to drag the clothing up my body, exposing my naked skin inch by inch.

"All you're going to hear tonight is yourself screaming my name."

I felt his actions pause as he stole a glance at my panties, biting his lower lip. The most sexiest expression took over his face as he eyed me like if I was some sort of prize, which he couldn't wait to uncover.

My eyes landed on his white shirt, imagining the hotness which hid underneath. His proud chest was poking through the top opened buttons, I reached out to complete my unfinished task. When all the buttons were undone, I pushed the light shirt off his body, revealing his toned chest and sculpted physique, taking a moment to check him out without a shame.

"Why are you so hot, I literally have a list of girls I want to fight because of how attractive they find you," I said, but then realized I probably should not have added to his ego.

He let out a laugh, "you can fight them all once I train you."

That sounded like a good idea.

I ran a hand down his front, feeling each and every muscle. He closed his eyes for a second, as if enjoying my touch. As I got lower, my hand rested on his belt, and that when when his eyes snapped open.

"Not so soon princess, I'm not done with you."

And with that, he dipped lower to place a lingering kiss on my stomach, his hands playing with the hem of the shirt. Then he pushed the material even further until the back of his fingers gently touched a part of my boob.

I gasped as his hand stayed there, while he continued to kiss up the middle of my torso. Placing a final kiss right below my breasts, he brought his face up to look at me.

"Do you want me to stop?"

I shook my head, "don't stop."

That was the only assurance he needed it seems, because the next thing I knew, he took the shirt off of me.

However, what caught me off guard was he didn't take it off the traditional way.

No, he literally ripped the shirt in half in a millisecond.

His golden hunger filled eyes found mine again, before going lower and taking in the rest of me, "why are you so sexy and beautiful at the same time?"

His question made me blush, which I had been fighting back for so long.

Before I even knew what was going on, Damien came lower and started to suck on the exposed skin of my boob, while his hand played with the other. He ran a thumb over one of my nipples as his mouth found the other, swiping his tongue around it.

I grabbed onto his head and let out another moan of pleasure. A newfound feeling overtook me, slowly creeping up from between my legs.

His touch, his lips on me, his tongue dancing on my body, everything felt surreal.

I never knew he could make me feel so many things at once.

I brought him up again to kiss him, biting his lips as he groaned against my lips. His hands continued to explore every inch of my body, from my thighs up to my ass, giving it a squeeze. I arched my back and reached up with my legs, feeling a very hard and noticeable bulge in his pants.

He groaned again at my actions, as if he wasn't expecting it at all.

"Fuck. Do that again and I'm going to forget that it's your first time. I'm trying to be as gentle as possible here," he protested against my lips.

Did I ever mention that sometimes I have this urge to do completely the opposite of what he says, and that urge was as strong as ever right now.

As if I didn't even hear what he just said, I brought my hips closer to him again and moaned unintentionally as I felt him against me.

It excited me to know that I had this effect on him.

"That's it," he retrieved himself from me, "just pray that you don't wake up half my kingdom with your screams tonight."

An adrenaline rush pounded through my body as Damien started to tease the top material of my panties with his teeth, pulling at it gently before letting go. His hand started to play around the material before resting at my center. His fingers played with my core through the panties while he sucked on the inner part of my thigh.

"Fuck, Aliya," he seemed to be out of breath, struggling to even speak, "you're so wet."

No shit, I thought.

I knew I was, but hearing him say it like that pushed my mind to another level.

As if he couldn't resist any longer, he grabbed the top of my panties again between his teeth and slid them lower, using his hand to assist him from the other side.

Not used to the feeling of being so exposed and naked, I squirmed under his demanding touch.

"Shh," he whispered, looking up at me.

"Do you trust me?" He asked.

Did I?

Hell to the no, I didn't.

But the way he had been handling me so far with the utmost care and asking for permission every step of the way, it made me trust him on this.

Just for tonight I could let my guard down, I thought.

Or maybe it was the aftermath of the alcohol which prevented me from thinking straight, but I didn't want him to stop now.

"Yes," I finally gave him an answer, still unsure.

However, all sense of uncertainty left my body as his lips kissed where my panties once were, they slowly travelled dangerously lower until he was touching the most sensitive parts of me. 

I grabbed onto the sheets as he blew some cold air onto me, making me tickle a little. When he was done teasing me, his lips found my weak spot and followed a rhythmic pattern which made my eye shut close.

A newfound pleasure overcame my entire being, forcing me to bring myself closer to him. As if I was on the verge of dying and he was my last hope of life. Except I hadn't felt this alive in my entire life.

"Damn, you taste so sweet. And I thought your scent was enough to drive me crazy."

As I lay there under him, while he continued to do some tricks on me, that was when I realized what he meant by don't wake up the entire kingdom.

His lips kissed and continued to suck on me, circling his tongue around every once in a while. He clearly seemed to know what he was doing.

The way he was making me feel, as pure bliss took over my body, I couldn't hold it in any longer and I moaned his name.

He groaned at the sound of his name from my lips, coated with so much need.

"Damien!"

Unable to hold back the scream, I fisted my hand in his hair this time. I felt him smile or smirk against my thigh, as if satisfied with my response.

"Yes, princess?"

"That feels-"

I got cut off by another one of my moans as he sucked some more and then flicked his tongue in a certain way that sent waves of ecstasy through my body.

I felt like I was climbing higher and higher, reaching the top of a tower.

Left quivering under his sexual touch, I could feel a layer of sweat covering my forehead. One of his hands reached up to cup my breast and gave it a squeeze.

"Damien, please," I don't know what I was begging him for, but I just needed that release.

My heart rate picked up as if I had been running for hours, making me feel out of breath.

Just as I thought of wanting an escape, Damien went faster and brought me to a high that I never knew existed. A sensation washed over me as I moaned the loudest yet, begging him to not stop. He held me there for a couple seconds as I screamed his name again, throwing my head back in pleasure.

In that moment, I felt myself shatter apart as he dropped me from the highest parts of that imaginative tower, only to catch me breathless at the bottom.

"Damien," I called out to him, my voice dropping to a low whisper now.

"I'm right here, baby," he came into my view as he examined my out of breath state under him.

Still feeling the tingling between my thighs, I reached out my arms to him, wanting to feel him close again. He dropped down onto me, almost hugging me while running his hand through my hair.

Never feeling more at peace, I closed my eyes to calm myself down after a much intense session. Damien rested his forehead on mine, closing his eyes too while a small satisfied smile played on his lips.

Never had I felt more satisfied in my entire existence.

Our blissful moment was ruined by the sound of a loud knock on the door that boomed through the walls of his chambers.

And then I realized, I was surrounded by vampires.

Vampires who had enhanced hearing.

Which meant everyone in the castle could probably hear me screaming their KING's name, in the most suggestive way.

How the hell was I ever going to face anyone tomorrow?

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Author's Note

Ahhh please don't kill me, this was my very first time writing a scene like this so I know it's going to be nowhere near perfect. But I hope it was bearable, since I know a lot of you guys wanted me to include alllll the details lol.

Hoping to improve on this with more chapters to come. *cough cough* :)

Let me know what you thought in the comments, would really appreciate it!
Any feedback is welcomed.

Question:

What is one thing you LOVE about Damien and one thing you HATE?

-J.S