Second Chances

Chapter 14: Morning

Damien:

Ember and I spent the night together, but neither of slept in the late hours of morning. We couldn’t seem to stop ourself after being a part for so long. Our bodies missed each other’s and the mate bond pulled together. We could not fight a burning need inside of us, so we mated repeatedly. I must have come inside her at least a dozen times, hammering her p***y until I felt she had milked me dry. My c**k ached by the time where were done. I left Ember muttering a mess, unable to move, or to even respond. I knew I had been too rough with her, but she seemed to always enjoy it. She didn’t ask me to stop or even slow down a single time I took her. She wanted the roughness for her mate to control her and received pleasure. I took much delight in giving her that pleasure. Watching her expressions as she came, the way her eyes rolled in the back of head and the way her body would tremble. Her voice was so intoxicating, her moans feeding my desire, my need.

When we finally found ourself unable to continue of love-making, we coiled next to each other. Our bodies covered in sweat and fluids, the air heavy with the scent of s*x. I left myself inside of her, not wanting us to part. Laying behind her, cuddling her back. I knew her inside was raw, that her core ached, but I couldn’t bring myself to release from her. We slept just like that, naked, locked together. When the time came for us to wake, I found myself hard inside of her. She had yet to move through her eyes were opened. I took the chance, and though I knew she wouldn’t be able to respond, I thrusted into her once again. Lifting her leg with one hand, which holding her belly with the other. She cried out, her screams turning into moans of pleasure as took her again. It had only been a few hours of rest, but my c**k missed the feeling of her tightness. She was as tight as the first time as we made love. Having children didn’t change a single thing about her wonderful body. True, her breasts had grown and with them came her wonderful milk, which tasted almost as sweet as her cunt. I knew she was sore, so I worked to make her c*m as fast as possible.

This wasn’t about my pleasure, though I loved the sound of her sweet voice. I reached for her bruised n****e, pulling and twisting it as I did the night before. Her milk leaked on my fingertips and pulled harder. I knew she loved when I was rough with them. The pain from her breast brought her such great pleasure. Soon my mate, core tightened and cried out, her body trembling as she came on my c**k. Finally, I pulled myself from her before positioning her on back and spreading her thighs. Now came the best part, licking her sweet cunt.

“Damien!” she called, reaching for my head as I buried myself between her thighs, licking her. She relaxed, her body falling deeper into the bed as her other hand clenched the sheet. Soon she was screaming as my tongue worked against her folds. Licking, biting her aching flesh. Her cunt was red, almost raw. I knew she would be sore for days. Hopefully, this would help easy the ache. I didn’t hold back, licking every part of her lovely cunt. Until her sweet juices hit my face, her whole body trembling, her toes curling.

“Damien!” she screamed, panting as slow came down from her orgasm.

“You are welcome, my love,” I whispered, falling to her side and pulling her close.

“Omg, I thought I was going to die,” she respond, hitting my chest.

“Never, my love, just might pass out a little,” I respond, laughing as she kept hitting my chest. She could never hurt me, not really. This was something she did when she became frustrated with me. I took the chance to grab her hands, bring them to my lips, and kiss them. This gesture always seemed to stop her, calm her just a little.

“You are such a brute. You spent all night between my legs and the first thing you do, and f**k me when you wake up. You didn’t give me any time to respond, asshole,” Ember screamed in frustration.

“But you liked it, right?” I questioned, laughing as her face turned red.

“Shut up, and carry to the bathroom,” she respond, reaching out for me.

“That isn’t how you ask for help,” I respond in a teasing tone.

“Take to the bathroom, or I will bite your d**k,” Ember stated, slapping my chest once again.

“Yes, Ma’am,” I respond, climbing off the bed and reaching for her. She smiled and knew she would have gone through with her threat.

**

After her bath, I carried her back to the bedroom and helped into some leggings and a t-shirt before changing myself. I then took her into my arms and carried her down the stairs for breakfast. To my surprise, I found her mother and children already eating.

“About time,” Mother muttered, before returning her plate.

“Mommy, daddy,” Alia called out with a smile on her little face. Harris was too focused on his food to notice us while everyone else turned to look at their Luna and Alpha. Ember smiled as the pack member bid us hello. We soon sat at the head of the table, Ember front and center in my lap. Soon a she-wolf came over and brought us a plate piled with food. We fed each other, showing the pack how much we loved one another. We laughed among ourself enjoying our moment together.

“Alpha Damien,” Jutus called from across the table. Ember paused, and I did, turning our attention to my Beta. He looked tired, his eyes heavy with dark lines underneath. I knew he needed some rest. After those warriors were taken care he would get a few days off with his mate.

“Yes?” I questioned, knowing he had something to tell me.

“The prisoners are waiting for us. We should head there as soon as possible,” Jutus stated, pushing his plate aside.

“Can I come?” Ember questioned, hearing Jutus. I looked down at her, eyes wide, pleading.

“Of course, their crimes are against you,” I respond, unable to tell her otherwise.

“Mother, can you watch the kids for a few more hours?” Ember asked.

“Do you even have to ask? Of course, watching the kids is what I can for,” Mother respond with a smile. We both knew she wouldn’t mind.

“Luna, the prison isn’t the nice place. Maybe you shouldn’t come given your state,” Jutus suggested. Ember glared at him, her eyes burning through him.

“I’m pregnant. That doesn’t mean I can’t handle seeing the prison,” Ember stated. Jutus could not respond.

“You will learn quickly that my Luna doesn’t like to be told what to do,” I added with a smile.