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Zirah’s POVI sat back on my haunches, gasping for breath.Damon kept on looking at me, his cock flaccid but growing harder beneath my gaze. I bit my lip thinking of how delicious it was in my mouth and I wanted another taste.My body vibrated with so much sexual energy, I felt like if I didn't let it out, I would explode.I didn't feel this way with Noah, granted I was drunk on wine and there wasn't much time to explore so much but I faintly remember it being good but not this good. I wanted Damon so badly to fill the space in my pussy. Feel him pounding deep into me, not letting up or giving me any chance to escape. I just had to take it. Damon's eyes darkened like he could read my thoughts and wanted so much to act on them.He moved closer causing me to shift back until I tumbled on the bed, and he kept his body several inches above mine by resting on his hands, his warm breath coasting over me. He kisses me, his lips ghosting mine before settling deep. Our tongues tangled in a wet

DAMON’S POVFUCK! FUCK!I had fucked up royally with Zirah. Why would Helen come in and just spoil a really beautiful moment? I was having an amazing time with her, making her laugh, seeing her smile, and her reverence as she took in the fresh air of the mini garden. At that point I didn't even care about her bloody scent, I just wanted her, and not just physically, I wanted every bit of her, to sink into her and be one- both body and soul. In that tiny bubble of happiness, I could see in her eyes that she was also feeling the same, even though she was afraid. Come to think of it, I should have been made aware of her appearance at my home. It seems the guards at their posts were slacking on their duty.After leaving Zirah's new room, I stalked over to the command room in the house.I had a command room where my top security personnel give me updates on what was going on in my city, a 360 live feed of home so I can know what goes in and out of my house, and it was also a place for str

Damon’s POVIt had been three days since I'd had that talk with Tristan. I hadn't heard any feedback from him, I'm not sure if I should take that as a good or bad thing.On the Helen Ramsey home front too, it has been quiet. Today would be the last day of the three days ultimatum she gave me, not that I had given in to her silly demands.Taking Tristan's advice, I made sure to send food to Zirah every day for the last three days, random gifts, and a whole new wardrobe that she would be comfortable in. I even tried to get her to talk to me but I got no response.She hadn't come out since the incident that we had with Helen a couple of days ago.I would be worried that maybe something had happened to her if it weren't for the maid's report that took her meals to her.I wanted to see her. Even if it's for her to yell at me and call me names.If Tristan saw me now, he would go into a laughing fit and taunt me about how high the mighty had fallen.Toweling my hair to dry out the moisture,

Zirah’s POVWallowing in my room for three whole days was not my thing, even when my abusive stepfather tried to punish me by locking me in my room, I always found a way to escape.For the first day, I was so angry that I refused to go outside even for a meal but by evening when my stomach started protesting and crying out for food, I decided to go outside even if it meant having to see that liar 's face.I would just ignore him, I thought.Only as I was about to open my door, a knocking sound. Thinking he was the one, I ignored it and continued sulking until a lady's voice called out,"Ma'am? Are you in there?"I leaped off the bed in curiosity and went over to the door. Sadly, it was not those types that had a peephole that you could use.I swung the door open and a lady in a uniform I recognized to be the housekeeper's clothes, smiled politely at me and handled a well-covered tray."I'm very sorry for the delay, ma." She bowed deeply in apology.I waved my hand around her and the

Zirah's POVIt has been two weeks since the attack that took place in the front yard, and although Damon had told me that there have been no other attacks, I felt uneasy about the whole situation.Damon, however, has been so sweet, even though I can point out that some of his actions might be a little possessive but I ignored it.So far, the past two weeks have been blissful. I've never been loved and cared for the way Damon did for me.The surprise gifts, how he still made time for me amidst his busy schedule, being so patient and caring with me...all of it just made me like him the most. And made it a little bit easier to forget Noah.Yes, that's another thing. Damon told me he loved me a couple of nights ago when things were getting steamy between us but seeing the shock on my face, he quickly reassured me that I didn't need to say it back until I wanted to or was ready. But since then, anytime he lovingly caresses my face and tells me he loves me, the hopeful and crestfallen look