Page 25 of Obsidian Desire

Damian pulled out and flipped Kaelis onto her back. He lifted her legs high, spreading her wide and slamming back into her pussy. The crowd was in a frenzy, many touching themselves to the sight. Damian leaned down, biting Kaelis’s neck as he fucked her harder and deeper.

Damian picked Kaelis up, making her wrap her legs around his waist. He impaled her on his thick length, pressing her back against the stage barrier. The crowd reached new levels of hysteria, some throwing money on stage. Damian pounded up into Kaelis, making her breasts bounce wildly.

Damian lowered Kaelis down onto the stage and bent her over backward, her hair sweeping the floor as he gripped both her thighs, spreading her wide. He thrust into her violently, the stage shaking with each powerful stroke. With his free hand, he smacked her ass hard, leaving a red handprint.

Damian kneeled in front of Kaelis, his face level with her pussy as she stood up straight. He buried his face between her legs, licking and sucking on her clit with hunger. Kaelis moaned loudly, grinding herself on his face, using his mouth like a toy.

Damian stood up and turned Kaelis around, bending her over the edge of the stage. He spread her ass cheeks wide and started eating her out from behind, his tongue deep in her pussy. The crowd went wild, cheering and screaming; some fans even started touching themselves openly.

Isolde faltered, her composure slipping as she realized the audience’s attention was no longer on her. Kaelis’s confidence had captivated them, her display of grace and strength outshining Isolde’s calculated precision. Damian’s quiet approval only reinforced Kaelis’s success, and his pride was evident in the way he looked at her. She had won, not through competition, but by embracing her own power.

When the demonstration concluded, the room erupted into applause. Kaelis’s cheeks flushed, but her smile was radiant as she turned to Damian. He stepped forward, his hand brushing lightly against hers before lifting it for the crowd to see.

“Kaelis,” he said, his voice ringing with pride, “has shown us the true meaning of grace and trust.” The applause swelled, and Kaelis felt her heart swell with a mix of pride and gratitude.

Isolde’s expression was unreadable as she stepped down from the platform, her gaze lingering on Kaelis for a moment before she disappeared into the crowd.

Kaelis exhaled, her tension finally easing as Damian guided her off the platform. “You were incredible,” he said softly, his hand resting lightly on her back. Kaelis looked up at him, her chest tight with emotion.

“I couldn’t have done it without you,” she said, her voice trembling slightly.

Damian led her to a quiet corner of the lounge, handing her a glass of water as they sat together.

“How do you feel?” he asked, his tone filled with genuine concern.

“Relieved,” Kaelis admitted, a small smile tugging at her lips. “And… proud. I didn’t think I could do it, but I did.”

Damian’s smile widened, his pride in her evident. “You were extraordinary,” he said.

As they sat in comfortable silence, Kaelis felt the weight of the evening begin to lift. The bond between her and Damian felt stronger than ever, deepened by the trust and admiration they had built.

“Thank you,” she said softly, her voice laced with gratitude.

Damian reached for her hand, intertwining their fingers as he replied, “No, Kaelis. Thank you.”

Kaelis looked down at their intertwined fingers, the warmth of Damian’s hand grounding her in the moment. His words lingered in her mind, a testament to the trust they had built and the journey they had taken together. The vulnerability she had shown tonight, standing on that platform and facing Isolde’s challenge, had been daunting. But with Damian’s unwavering support, she had found a strength she hadn’t realized she possessed.

Her lips curved into a small smile as she whispered, “I think I’m starting to believe in myself as much as you do.”

Damian’s dark eyes softened, his thumb brushing over the back of her hand. “That’s all I’ve wanted for you,” he said. “You’re more capable and resilient than you know, Kaelis. Tonight, you proved that to everyone, but more importantly, you proved it to yourself.” His voice was filled with quiet conviction, andKaelis felt her chest swell with emotion. She hadn’t just earned Damian’s admiration tonight—she’d earned her own.

They sat together in silence for a moment, the noise of the lounge fading into the background. Kaelis let her gaze wander across the room, the subtle admiration from other club members no longer intimidating her. Instead, it felt like a quiet acknowledgment of what she had achieved. She turned back to Damian, her voice soft but firm. “I didn’t just do it for them,” she said. “I did it for me. And for you.”

Damian’s lips quirked into a faint smile, but there was something deeper in his expression—an intensity that made her pulse quicken. “I’m honored you trusted me enough to take that step,” he said, his voice low. “But this is your victory, Kaelis. I was just there to guide you. You’re the one who embraced it.” His words were a gentle reminder that, while he had supported her, the strength to succeed had come from within her.

Kaelis’s cheeks flushed, a mix of pride and vulnerability swirling within her. She tilted her head, studying Damian’s face. “You’re always so confident,” she said softly. “So sure of yourself. How do you do it?”

Damian chuckled lightly, the sound warm and unguarded. “Confidence doesn’t mean I don’t have doubts,” he admitted. “But I’ve learned to trust in the connections I build. Like this one,” he added, his gaze locking onto hers.

The weight of his words settled over Kaelis, their meaning sinking deep into her heart. She realized then just how much Damian’s trust in her had meant—not just tonight, but fromthe beginning. “I’m not sure I can ever thank you enough for that,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “For seeing something in me, I couldn’t see in myself.”

Damian’s expression softened further, and he reached up to brush a strand of hair from her face. “You don’t need to thank me, Kaelis,” he said. “Your growth, your strength—that’s all you. I’m just grateful I get to witness it.” His touch lingered for a moment before he let his hand fall, the connection between them unspoken but undeniable.

Kaelis hesitated, her heart racing as she considered her next words. “I feel… different,” she admitted. “Like tonight wasn’t just about proving something to Isolde or the others. It felt bigger than that. More personal.”

Damian nodded, his gaze steady. “That’s because it was,” he said. “You weren’t just standing up to her—you were claiming your place. Not just here at Echelon, but in your own life.”

Her breath hitched at the weight of his words, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. She blinked them away, refusing to let the emotions overwhelm her. “I’m still figuring out what that means,” she said, her voice trembling slightly. Damian squeezed her hand gently, his reassurance steady.

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