Page 231 of Screwged for Christmas

Need arched her back and the sudden jolt of lust forced a gasp from her as he hollowed his cheeks and sucked on the tender skin of her lower stomach where the last of the tattooed roses rested close to the top of her pelvis.

“Damon,” she breathed, driving her hands into his hair. He was everywhere at once. Nipping, licking, kissing and now sucking.

“I had no idea silk-covered nipples tasted so damn good.”

She pulled on his hair slightly and he reared up, growling, and his eyes burst with a sudden dark hunger.

His hands sought, roamed, touched every inch of her from calves to neck.

She tightened her hold. “Now, Damon. I need you now.”

“I’m afraid I need you too much,” he countered. “I can’t control myself.”

Her pussy clenched. Pressing her heels into the mattress she rocked her hips, desperate to feel his cock against her clit, deep in her, anything. She’d take anything right now. “Don’t make me beg, Damon.”

“The words would sound pretty on your lips, angel as you beg for my cock.” He mouthed the words against her belly and she quivered from the scratch of his stubble.

When he peeled away the delicate lacy band of her panties, her eyes rolled back and her lids drifted closed as the warm pad of his tongue stroked along the outer edges of her tattoo. With one hand he rolled her to her stomach while he flicked the clasp of her bra, dragging her panties down another inch to reveal the top of her ass, his tongue seeking out more to claim.

One pull and he freed her of the scrap of cloth.

“Much better,” he rumbled, his palms pressing into the globes of her ass. Callused and rough on her tender flesh, but she moaned when he parted her, sending a flush of heat over her. A man had never touched her there before and now her entire body was being visually devoured by the possessive alpha.

“Damon,” she pleaded softly.

“It’s okay, angel,” he cut in. “I love everything about your body. Everything. I want to touch and claim every part. Be your first. Your only,” he added in a low voice.

She shivered with eagerness.

She fisted the comforter between her fingers and balled the material into her fist.

Not likely his only after she left, but she appreciated the tenderly spoken words nonetheless. “I’m burning up.”

The bed dipped on either side of her thighs and she stilled as the thick length of his cock slid between her cheeks as he hooked an arm around her waist and hauled her to all fours then pulled her up until her back was against his front.

Slowly she reached behind her and ran the tips of her finger through the lengths of his hair.

She arched and moaned when he teased her asshole with soft swirls of a finger over her back entrance. “Damon.”

“Not yet,” he reassured her, his arm like a safety net around her middle. “Only when you’re ready. For now, I want your sweet pussy wrapped around my cock.”

He breathed heavier.

“That’s what I want first.” As he crooned close to her ear and nibbled on the lobe, he caressed a slow path across her abdomen and dipped a finger between her swollen folds. Pressure built in her center and bloomed through her body, spread until every nerve from head to toe thrummed with invisible energy.

He lightly caressed her clit, and she cried out and reached for her nipples.

“That’s it—pinch them for me.”

She did and her body responded with a rush of warm liquid to wet her folds and slip down her inner thighs. Rapid heartbeats shot her blood pressure through the roof.

Damon slipped a finger into her core then another as he pressed his other hand to the dip in her back.

She inhaled on a gasp. She bowed wanting to find Damon’s waiting hands. Looking over her shoulder, she caught his gaze. “I trust you. I want you to be my first. Take me, Damon. Long and slow, rough and hard. It doesn’t matter. But take me now.” Virginity be damned she needed him. “I’m on the pill. Medical reasons, long story, but stop stalling already.”

“Demanding. I like that.”

The thick head of his cock brushed her clit. Gasping, moaning she pressed back but he caught her and stilled her motions.

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