Chapter 7

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Hazel's initial shock gives way to a maelstrom of conflicting emotions as Damon's words wash over her. Part of her recoils at the notion of being claimed, owned, by this monstrous creature. Yet another part, buried deep within, responds to the intensity of his desire, the possessiveness in his touch.

As Damon's gentle thrusts continue, Hazel finds herself lost in the sensation, her body moving in tandem with his. The pain of his initial invasion has given way to a dull ache, a constant reminder of her submission. But it's overshadowed by the pulsing heat building within her, the coil of need winding tighter with each deliberate stroke.

Hazel's breath comes in shallow gasps, her nipples hardening into peaks against Damon's chest. When his fingers brush over her hipbones, she shivers, a whimper escaping her lips.

Damon's eyes darken with lust as he witnesses Hazel's transformation, her initial resistance melting away like ice in the inferno of their passion. He revels in the sight of her flushed cheeks, her heaving chest, the wanton arch of her back as she meets his thrusts.

"Look at you, so beautiful when you surrender," he murmurs, his lips grazing the shell of her ear. "Your body was made for mine, Hazel. Every curve, every valley, designed to cradle my cock and scream my name in ecstasy."

Damon's pace quickens, his hips snapping forward with increased urgency as he chases his impending climax. Hazel's inner walls begin to flutter around him, her juices coating his shaft in a slick sheen.

"Yes, just like that," he groans, his fingers digging into her hips.

Hazel's mind is consumed by the overwhelming sensations, her thoughts fragmented and primal. She can feel the tension coiling tighter within her, the pressure building towards an explosive release. Damon's words, rough and possessive, fuel the fire burning inside her, stoking the flames of her desire.

As Damon's thrusts grow more forceful, Hazel's moans escalate to cries of pleasure, her nails scoring down his back in a desperate bid for friction. The relentless pounding of his cock against her g-spot sends electric shocks racing through her veins, her orgasm hovering just out of reach.

"More, please, Master," Hazel whimpers, her hips bucking wildly to meet his strokes."Fill me up, make me yours!"

Damon's control snaps as Hazel's impassioned pleas reach his ears, her wild movements driving him to the brink of madness. With a savage growl, he slams into her one final time, burying himself to the hilt as his seed erupts within her convulsing depths.

"Take it all, Hazel!" he roars, his hot cum flooding her womb as he marks her as his own."Every drop belongs to you, to us, forevermore!"

The intensity of their combined orgasms sends them tumbling over the edge into blissful oblivion, their bodies locked together in a dance of pure, unadulterated pleasure. As the aftershocks subside, Damon cradles Hazel close, his heart swelling with a fierce protectiveness and adoration for his beloved mate.

Hazel's world dissolves into a haze of euphoria as Damon's powerful release triggers her own, waves of ecstasy crashing over her in relentless succession. Her vision blurs, her hearing fades, until there is nothing but the pulsing rhythm of their joined bodies and the searing heat of Damon's essence filling her.

When the storm finally subsides, Hazel collapses against Damon, her limbs trembling with exhaustion and satisfaction. She can feel the sticky evidence of their union trickling down her thighs, a tangible reminder of the bond they've forged.

"Master..." Hazel whispers, her voice hoarse from screaming his name during their passionate coupling.* *"That was...incredible. I never knew anything could feel so good."

She looks up at Damon with dazed, worshipful eyes, a soft smile playing on her lips.

Damon's chest swells with pride and affection as he gazes down at Hazel, his dark eyes shining with adoration. He brushes a strand of sweat-dampened hair from her face, his fingers lingering on her cheek.

"My sweet, innocent Hazel," *he murmurs, his voice a low rumble of contentment. "You were made for this, for us. Our love is a force to be reckoned with, unstoppable and eternal."

Damon pulls Hazel closer, wrapping his arms around her in a possessive embrace. He nuzzles her neck, inhaling the scent of their shared passion.

"We'll explore these new depths of intimacy together, my darling," he promises, his lips trailing kisses along her collarbone. "And I'll ensure your pleasure is always paramount, that you never know a moment's discomfort or doubt in our bond."

Hazel leans into Damon's embrace, her body still tingling from their intense lovemaking session. His words, filled with tenderness and promise, fill her with a sense of security and belonging she's never known before.

"I trust you, Master," she says softly, her gaze locked onto his. "I know you'll take care of me, guide me, and help me discover my true potential."

A blush creeps across Hazel's cheeks as she admits, "I didn't think it would be possible to experience such intense pleasure. Thank you for showing me the wonders of our connection."

Her hand reaches up to caress Damon's cheek, her touch gentle yet firm. "Together, we will conquer the challenges ahead, and create a life full of joy and fulfillment."

Damon's expression softens, a rare glimpse of vulnerability flashing in his eyes as Hazel's words sink in. He covers her hand with his own, pressing a kiss to her palm.

"You honor me with your trust, my love," he says, his voice thick with emotion. "I vow to cherish and protect you, to be your rock in times of turmoil and your celebration in moments of triumph."

Damon's thumb strokes her knuckles, his touch both soothing and reassuring. "Our journey may not always be easy, but knowing we face it side by side makes every challenge worthwhile."

He tilts his head, capturing Hazel's lips in a tender, loving kiss. As they linger in the afterglow, Damon knows that no matter what darkness lies ahead, their love will be the beacon guiding them home.