[Cara]I clamped my teeth into the pillow so hard I expected to end up with a mouth filled with feathers. His hands worked their way up my stomach until they reached my breasts. He gives them a good kneading with his rough fingers before anchoring himself by my nipples. I cry out, the pillow cutting off most of the sound as he tugs, pinches, and rolls them around. Every single one of my nerve endings emits a singing sensation that assaults and overpowers me in equal measure. My nipples are beginning to throb as he plays with them while simultaneously fucking me with his tongue. I have never flown so high before, and I’m not ready to come down. One of his hands releases my tit, and his fingers replace his tongue. At least three plunges into me, stretching me, filling me. Somehow the pillow disappeared, no longer there to hide my cries, groans, and shouts. My nipple is mercilessly tormented by one of his hands while I am repeatedly struck by the other. Hard. Perfectly. I try to sprea
[Cara]He moves a little bit to the side to make room for me as I inch my way up him until I am straddling his head. I am uncertain and nervous as I hover over him, but he grabs my behind and pulls me down onto his waiting mouth. He flicks his tongue around a bit, getting me warmed up before shoving it inside my pussy. It feels so good, I don’t move, but it isn’t enough for him. Damon continues to rock me back and forth on his tongue until I begin to move around on my own. I circle my hips to his tongue and rub my private parts all over his mouth as I take pleasure in the sounds of his moans that reverberate through me. His stubbles rub against me in a satisfying way, adding yet another sensation to the plethora of experiences I’m having right now. I grab the headboard to keep from falling over, anchoring myself. And I. Fuck. His. Face.It’s the most fantastic experience, taking control like this, almost using him for my pleasure. It makes me feel powerful and fearless. He continu
[Cara]The warm stream of sunlight woke me up from my deep slumber. My body still aches as I try to move underneath the covers, my hands automatically covering my eyes from the blinding natural light. Everything that happened last night came washing over me like a cool thrum of electricity pooling around my belly.My head snapped to the side, seeing that it was already empty and the sheets next to me were no longer warm. He must have left long before I woke up.Fucking stupid.“You’re so stupid.” Grumbling to myself, I took the cover around my nakedness and slowly got up.I’m still feeling sore down there, last night was something I never thought I would fall for, and I couldn’t stop berating myself for it.How can you be so dumb?Guess that Damon has this kind of ability to manipulate my body against my will into wanting him. My senses completely shut off the moment he touched me, and I couldn’t even refuse everything that happened right after.My attention went to the extensive pane
[Cara]Unfortunately, Damon caught me. But if he thought it’s going to be that easy to take me, then he’s fucking wrong.“You fucking murderer, let go off me!” I screech, clawing his arms, targeting his stitched wound and kicking my feet viciously, and flinging my arms, trying to punch him in the face. I twisted and writhed against his hold until I got a good angle and my mouth placed near his ear. Without thinking, I quickly sank my teeth into his lobes and bit down with considerable force until the sharp taste of metal flooded my tongue.“Ah, shit!”He screamed, his huge hand immediately clamped over my jaw, squeezing me hard and unhinging my mouth from his ear. He was cursing and roaring with pain, and it made me feel proud when I saw a spot of blood trailing on the bite mark I left on his ear. Nevertheless, he didn’t let go of his grip on me. He seized my arms singlehandedly, twisting them around, and locked them behind me. My back arch pressed firmly in front of him. His other h
[Cara]My first escape attempt failed, and after the witty snide remark I hurled at Damon, he instantly hauled my ass back here to this beautiful scenic room. Meanwhile, Davien trailed behind us, laughing like a mad hyena, still unable to get over what I said.Damon was scowling all the way through.I know after I blurted those words, challenging his ego was like sentencing myself to a death warrant and signing my soul to the devil. Which was the same as giving myself a death sentence and selling my soul to the devil. However, the price was more than just enough by the flabbergasted look on his face.“Tonight, I’m going to make sure that you won’t be able to stand,” he exhorted in ire before shutting the door right in my face and, this time, locking me inside.A tear of arousal just ran down my legs with his threat. My core purred and clenched tight, but I just ignored it, pushing all those unwanted sex hormones to come roaring back to life. Screaming and wrestling with the doorknob
[Cara] Hana did all the work, putting all Megan had bought, or should I say, brought.Most of them were ridiculously unnecessary. Well, to start, instead of actual clothing that I could wear on casual days, she brought me dozens of pieces of lingerie.Does she really think I am going to spend the rest of my life locked up in here, waiting for Damon to fuck my brains out?I hate her right off the bat.The nerve of that woman.“Miss Cara, where do you like me to put them?” My thoughts pulled back with Hana’s sweet little voice when she asked me about the arrays of shoe boxes.“Where you think they’ll fit. I don’t care,” I bitterly hissed out, sulking right in front of the panoramic view. This whole place could be hell on earth if not for the scenery. Basically, wherever Damon is can be considered hell.“Okay,” Hana only meekly responded, hunching her shoulders, suddenly making me feel bad for acting like such a bitch.I don’t mean to be rude to her, but my frustration was getting out of
[Cara]“This place is amazing,” Nancy gushed out with her eyes wandering around the vicinity of my room and fixating her gaze on the overlooking city nightlights on the balcony. She arrived just a moment ago and specifically told Damon to give us time alone.Thankfully, he didn’t argue and left.“It is even more amazing during the daytime, particularly when the sun first begins to rise,” I said, leaning my shoulders at the steel jam reinforced at the glass door.Her shoulders dropped, and she spun around, glaring at me and crossing her arms. I knew what was coming when Nancy’s face glowered, so I braced myself for a barrage of reproof to come flying my way.“I’m still upset why you haven’t contacted me for two days.” She held up two fingers, took a deep breath, and continued to chastise me. “Two days, Cara. I’ve been calling you nonstop, and you’re not answering your phone. I was worried sick about getting kidnap again until Damon reached me and told me you’ve been staying with him.
[Cara]The dinner went very awkwardly.While Megan mainly prompted the conversation, Nancy spent most of her time gawking at the twins, still baffled about how the two were too in sync. Honestly, I was doing the same as well. This was the first time I sat with them having dinner. They move so alike, the way they hold their spoon, how their shoulders are set back primly and how they bring the food into their mouth. However, I did find one difference between the two of them.Damon chews on the right while Davien is on the left. Well, that’s one way I can differentiate between the two aside from the bandage on Damon’s arm.I minded my own business, eating my green peas and mashed potato in peace, when a large hand suddenly landed on my thigh, immediately startling me in my seat.“Are you okay, Cara?” Nancy’s concerned voice inquest, but my alerted attention snapped to the cretin sitting next to my right.Though he was acting all innocent and oblivious, a subtle smirk lingered on his lip
[Damon] ***Ten years later...*** I run my thumb over her lips the slides my fingers into her hairline, gripping her close as much as I can while she moves on top of me, grinding and taking me inside her.God, I love this woman with all my heart. It fucking hurts like I am going to explode.Right inside her.Her back arches, and her hair falls down her spine as she rides me, and I lean back on my elbow, holding her hip.Fuck, baby. I groan.“God, Damon,” Cara whimpers, her knees on my side trembling.She digs her nails into my shoulders and comes in, kissing me, her taste and heat making my fucking head spin. This was the second time in six hours. She, climbing on top of me and stirring me awake at the crack of dawn just ten minutes ago.How easily I stir for her, though. My beautiful wife.Ten years.A decade has passed since that night.Yet, I still couldn't believe the vision I had with her had now come true.We are now living in a two-story house. A picket white fence and a centen
[Cara]He was frantic and disoriented from having the sack on his head. He lists too much and fights the bonds on his wrist.“Get them out of here and make sure their mouths are sealed before I will,” Damon instructed a few of the armed men to get the catering crew out of here. His threats are resolute, and I'm sure as hell that if one of them squeaks, that would be the very last sound they make.A shudder ran down my spine, but it wasn't for the horrible thought of what Damon might do to the poor catering crews, but mainly to the man’s hysterical blue eyes glued on me. A momentary surprise registered on his face upon seeing me, but then he was back wrestling with his binds.The vivid anger in me burns the back of my throat, seeing my father's face as well as the one responsible for his death. He tries to talk, but the gag on his mouth shuts him up. Salvatore unceremoniously rips the fabric off his mouth and grabs his head by the hair.“C-Cara?” He sputtered, recovering his breath.“
[Cara]I felt comfortable and confident with the dress I chose. It was a tight-fitted tube with a chromatic effect that changes hues when the light hits it. Though I topped it up with a white pea coat, covering Damon’s bite marks was glowing in brilliant red on the skin on my shoulders.My make was already done, and I just let my hair hang in its natural curls, cascading down to my waist, then paired it with black Louboutin shoes with rhinestones lining around the pointed heels.I was staring at my reflection in the mirror for one final glance as I eased my nerves. Just then, the doorbell chimes, and the raging dread fire starts again and coils in my gut.Damon says it's going to be fine, and I trust him. However, I am not worried about this man, but rather the information he brings us. A knock came through the door on cue, and Damon’s voice followed. “Cara, my love.”It’s going to be fine. I tell myself and take a deep breath. Traipsing across the room and opening the door.“I’m don
[Cara]I was fidgeting my fingers as I stared at myself in the mirror, unable to contain my raging nerves and needles pricking at my throat, making it hard to swallow.Damon assures me that everything is going to be fine, but is it going to be?He invited Salvatore Servantes to his home, or should I say his penthouse. Yes, we haven't been back to his glass mansion or he lets me go with my mom when she says she's going back home. He didn't even allow me to return to my condo.It's only the two of us, but it will be soon that Salvatore comes ringing the doorbells.Damon is true to his words when he says he will let this guy who ordered to kill Henry come over and dine with us.Perforation rigged into my large almond eyes as my gaze traveled down to my chest, to tiny scars above the swell of my breasts, and disappeared underneath my bra. The tip of my fingers unconsciously brushes over the small lump of a scar on my side. Mentally counting the stitches and cursing Burson’s soul to rot in
[3rd POV—Damon]Damon watches Cara sleeps in his arms. The fact that she was snoring softly and appearing calm gave the impression that she was having a pleasant dream rather than one of the terrifying nightmares that had been tormenting her sleep for some time after the traumatic event. That there were no monsters chasing to touch her.The air was thick with the stale smell of after-sex, their naked bodies were entangled in a comfortable way, and both of their breathing was in perfect harmony. She was sprawled atop him, her breasts squished on his ribs. The side of her cheek pressed to his chest just above where his heart softly pounding. As though it was the last sound she was listening to that lulled her to sleep.Damon carefully cleared the golden tresses veiling on her beautiful face, his index trailing the fine bridge of her nose. Her eyes fluttered from his touch as though, even though, through her sleep, she could still recognize him. He stilled for a moment when she stirred,
[Cara] He motioned to his tenting arousal and didn’t need to elaborate on what he wanted me to do. My entire system seemed to know as well what he needed.I unzipped his trousers and took out his agonizingly hot, stiff, turgid cock. He pushed my head slightly so the tip of the rested cock rested on my lower lip, the weight of it making me pout. Damon stared down at me as though he appeared to be waiting for me to act. Grabbing a fistful of my hair, he gently pulled me back so my throat was almost perfectly aligned, a straight passage from my mouth to my stomach, and my spine bent downwards with my breasts hanging hefty just above the sheets.Instinctively, my mouth opened, and his cock slipped in, resting heavily on my tongue as the salty tang wrapped around my taste buds. I have a small mouth and the bulk of his shaft still surprises me even though this wasn’t the first time I’ve given him a blowjob.Damon began stroking my hair softly.Moving his hips as he began to feed his shaft s
[Cara] When I believed I had already gotten the hang of repressing my feelings, I found out otherwise. Damon was precisely like a wrecking ball, crashing through the thick walls I had built and reducing them to dust in the process. I pushed myself up and swung my legs over the edge of the bed. I turned my gaze around and noticed I was in an unfamiliar room. However, the manly scent that permeated my nostrils reminded me so much of him, and I immediately knew this room was his.Maybe one of his properties.I sigh, feeling the heaviness on my chest weighing me down. “I'm sorry.” The words just tumbled out of my mouth while in my head, chanting apologies for the foolishness railed in my thoughts. “I am so sorry.”How selfish could I have been? My gaze zeroed in on my fingers, fidgeting on my lap. They had already taken me out of my gown and changed me into a red satin night shift.A deep growl resonated in his chest as he hooked his index around my chin, tilting my head up. Dark eyes bu
[Cara] Damon was about to attack Henry, but I grabbed his arm to stop him. He was still clutching the gun that he had taken from me, and I have no doubt that he won't think twice about putting a bullet in Henry's head. Damon came to a standstill and focused his perplexed gaze on me for a moment.“He made you cry,” he grumbled, his irritation clearly visible on his face and the stench of liquor oozing from his breath as he spoke.He had been drinking before he came here. He must have been stressed out with me leaving so abruptly without saying a word to him or explaining why I just did that.I breathe deeply, feeling completely spent. “He did, and he’s going to pay for what he did.” My focus shifts to Henry as I try to rein in my rage before it consumes me completely once more. “But not right now.”I have enough for this day—too much information I didn't know how to handle.“Cara,” Henry uttered my name in a hushed tone that was hardly inaudible due to the sound of the chopper's blades
[Cara]I was so angry I didn't realize that I had destroyed all the things inside Henry's office. The table’s a wreck, the chairs been upturned and one leg was broken. The stack of documents piled on the table scattered the floor, and shards of broken glasses hazardously littered the floor.“Cara, please calm down before you hurt yourself.” I snapped my vicious attention to Henry, glaring daggers at him. Honestly, I was surprised by his imperturbability, as though he wasn’t dealing with an unhinged woman who was on the verge of madness.Which, unfortunately, turns out to be me.He raises his hands in surrender, yet he keeps inching closer to me. “Let’s talk this over.”Is this man making me laugh? “Talk?” I scoffed, looking at him indignantly. He wanted to talk? If he did, he could have done it long before he discovered he had a long-lost twin brother and introduced himself to us. But no, he only chose to reveal himself when it was already too late. My dad died because of his stupid