Page 61 of Daman
I want to bite him.
To mark him.
The overwhelming urge had me moving from his lips and grazing my teeth up the side of his neck. Envy purred, urging me on. Wanting me to claim him. Warrin softly groaned and rested his head against mine, the pace of his thrusts faltering. He was so close.
Fuck, so was I.
As the craving to bite him intensified, I tore away from his neck and slapped my hands on his chest.
“Fuck me from behind,” I said, staring up into his heavy-lidded eyes.
Warrin pulled out so I could flip to my stomach and push myself up on my knees. He then gripped my hip with one hand shoved back inside.
Groaning, I lifted my ass higher and rested my arms on the rug.
“You feel incredible,” he said as he pumped his hips forward, gaining momentum. His hand trailed up my spine and stopped near my shoulder blade. I shuddered as he moved his finger across my right wing slit. “I didn’t get to see this last time. Does it hurt when I touch it?”
“No.” A breathy gasp left me as he dove into the slit. My knees trembled. If not for his cock anchoring me in place, I probably would’ve collapsed to the floor. “Definitely doesn’t hurt. Ah, shit. Don’t stop.”
Warrin pushed me down on the rug by my nape and held me there as he pounded into me. With his other hand, he fingered my wing slits. My damn eyes rolled back as my blood electrified in my veins. Heat radiated down my spine, gathering in my base.
I enjoyed this dominant side to him, one that made him fuck without restraint.
“I’m gonna come,” I panted right before a white-hot pleasure crashed into me, spots dancing in my vision and deep groans rumbling in my chest.
Warrin grunted and stilled inside of me, his cock pulsating with his release. I reveled again in the fact that I was the only one who knew what he felt like inside of them, the only one who’d heard the raspy edge to his moans when he rode the waves of orgasm.
“Mine,”Envy said with a low purr.“Only mine.”
As Warrin shuddered from the aftershock of his release, he bent forward and feathered soft kisses between my shoulder blades. Emotion welled up inside of me at the sweetness of the action. He treated me delicately, but it didn’t make me feel weak.
I felt… cherished.
“You’ll be a pro in no time, Commander.” I turned to face him after he pulled out and dropped beside me on the rug.
A relaxed smile touched his lips. “I don’t need to be a pro. I only wish to please you.”
“You do.” The words were automatic. And with them, more followed. “No one has ever pleased me like you do, War. No one.”
His brow pulled together. “I like you calling me that.”
“Calling you what? War?”
He nodded. “It makes me feel closer to you. Like we’re more than two strangers forced together out of duty.”
“Wearemore than that,” I mumbled, ducking my head to break eye contact. “You’ve nutted in my ass twice. Pretty sure that at least makes us acquaintances now.”
At his low, raspy laugh, I looked at him. Warrin came alive when he laughed, like all the ice melted away, giving me a glimpse of the man beneath the soldier. I liked what I saw. The more I was around him, the more my guard lowered.
It scared me.
“I jizzed on the rug,” I said, noticing the wet spot under me. “I hope it wasn’t expensive.”
That sent him into another laugh. The sound draped over my heart, like a fine silk sheet that softly hugged every curve and ridge.
“I couldn’t care less about the rug.” Warrin tugged me closer, pressing our heads together. His Russian accent thickened when he was tired. The rumbling inflection of his words sent a rush of heat to my groin, making my cock twitch despite me just blowing my load. “Was I too rough with you?”
“No.” I burrowed into the warmth of his side, arm slung across the hard muscles of his abdomen. His large body was perfect for cuddling. “Besides, I like a good, hard fuck every now and then.”
