Second Chances

Chapter 13: Shower

Ember:

Once, I calmed down and Damien led me to our room. He knew the mood in the office was ruined.

“I’m sorry I didn’t lock the door,” Damien whispered as others passed in the halls. They paused as we passed, looking toward their Alpha and new Luna. I gave each of them a smile as we passed. I wanted to be known as a nice Luna, kind to everyone in the pack. Not wanting them thinking about my mate or me, or cruel or uncaring. I wasn’t sure if they would read my smile as kindness, but I had planned on showing my kindness in other ways. Damien caught me, not paying attention to him, and took my hand clasping it.

“I’m not mad, it’s okay,” I whispered back.

“You’re not mad?” He questioned. I feel his worry through the mate bond. He must have thought I wasn't telling the truth.

“I’m not mad because it's both our faults. I should have asked you to lock the door. But I guess we will remember for next time,” I stated, as we came to our bedroom door. He smiled, leaning in for a kiss. I accepted the kiss, leaning into his soft lips. Our lips met, and the heat returned to my lower half, my arousal filling the air.

“Let's take a shower,” I whisper as his lips leave mine. Damien grins and pushes the door open. I take the moment to free my hand from his and rush into the room. Quickly strip from my clothes, running towards the adjoining bathroom, Damien follows, laughing along the way. He strips too as he follows.

We reached the bathroom, completely bare, the cold air caused my n*****s to prickly and harden. I shivered, but it wasn’t just the cold. Damien came from behind, twisting me around to face him. I put my arm around his neck, leaning in to kiss him more, caressing the baseline of hair where it was shorter. I loved running my hands through his hair. It was so soft. Meanwhile, Damien was busy exploring my body. His hands running along my curves, caressing my breasts, before reaching for my thighs, stroke the pale skin there. Damien moved his hand, placing his hands on either side of outer thighs before pulling me towards him. I knew what he wanted. I let him take me into arms, wrapping my legs around him.

Damien carried us into the shower, making sure not to break our kiss. He balanced me using one hand to turn the shower, the warm water hitting my back. Damien broke our kiss, moving to my neck, breathing in my scent and exploring my skin with his lips. I felt held onto him as his mouth moved to my breast, sucking and drinking from my breast before moving to another and doing the same. My p***y soon aching with the need to be filled with him. His hand slowly went toward her inner thigh again. Caressing my thighs before stroking my outer lips. I couldn’t hold back the moaning as soon as his fingers reached my slit. Soon he penetrated me with his finger with little warning. I cried out as he thrusted his finger inside me roughly.

“Damien,” I gasped. But he didn’t listen. He kept rubbing my clit with his thumb while his fingers were moving in and out of me, hard. I couldn’t think straight. I only one take what my mate wanted to give me. I bit down on my lip, my only thought being that I didn’t want to c*m from just his fingers.

“Damien!” I called out again, hoping he would slow down just a little so I wouldn’t c*m this soon.

This time, however, he stopped, leaving me a moment to catch my breath, her p***y throbbing from his sudden attack of my p***y. He suddenly released my legs and guided me to turn away from him. He then had me bend over, hands against the shower wall.

“Spread your legs. Let me see your p***y,” Damien ordered.

I obeyed without question, spreading myself for him, my butt high in the air, my thighs spread as far as possible without losing my balance. Damien abruptly penetrated me, filling my p***y without warning. I Moaned loudly from his brutal, quick penetration. With Damien behind me, I couldn't see his movements. But I felt his firm hands holding my hips, while he took me hard and fast. Unsure how to react to his movements, I thought about only enjoying his movements. I didn’t know if I could withstand his rhythm. He had never been this rough before. I could only let him do it, using my hands to hold myself up, and crying out every time he thrusted inside. It was brutal. I could hear his hips slamming into my ass repeatedly, the sounds of screwing echoing in the bathroom.

“Damien,” I begged, my voice coming out hoarse..

I felt I was about to explode every time he filled my p***y to the brim. My legs shook, my p***y ached as the brutal s*x. I knew ‌I would be sore the next day. I might not even be able to walk. But Damien’s frenzy wasn’t showing any signs of slowing down. He just kept going, making me cry out even louder..

I did not know why he was suddenly being so rough and insatiable, but I couldn’t respond. His hard member made me burn, his frantic rubbing driving me crazy. My voice surrounded me as I cried out with pleasure. Damien kept going, and my voice became weaker. My legs became weaker. I closed my eyes, feeling his hardness inside me. My p***y was throbbing. I felt a slight pain as he hammered into me again. His penetrations slowed down and soon he gave me two last deep, brutal poundings, groaning loudly. My inside clenched around him as I suddenly released, cumming as he too came inside of me.

My legs gave out from under me and Damien caught me, holding me by the waist as took a couple steps, sitting me in his lap, as we both came back to reality.

“What the hell?” I questioned, breathless, as soon and felt my voice came back.

“I told you missed you,” Damien whispered breathlessly, making me smile.

“You loved it, didn’t you?” Damien questioned, laughing.

“Shut up,” I responded.