Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 149

Damon:

The sun had barely dipped below the horizon when I guided Sienna out of the car, her hand tucked securely in mine. The sky above was painted in hues of rose and orange, and the distant chirping of crickets signaled the oncoming night.

Having had dinner together, the two of us were now heading towards somewhere that I planned for the service to be staying in. Somewhere isolated, somewhere away from all the troubles that we were living in. Somewhere where the two of us could just be together.

She looked around, her brows slightly knit in confusion. “Where are we?”

“You’ll see,” I said simply.

I led her down a winding forest path, the trees swaying gently in the warm evening breeze. Lanterns hung from low- hanging branches, their golden light flickering with every breath of wind. The ground beneath us was blanketed in soft moss, and for a moment, everything felt… timeless.

When we reached the small clearing, she stopped.

Her heart raced against her chest when she caught sight of it, and I knew that she did not expect this to happen. I knew that something like this was not my type to be making a romantic night was not what I often made or created. I normally did not care about this and death. I found myself wanting to make an effort to simply see her smiling. A cottage stood in the center, rustic, warm, its windows glowing with candlelight. Vines crept along the sides, white roses blooming even in the dimming light. A table had been set outside, beneath a low-hung canopy of fairy lights strung from tree to tree. A few utensils, plates, glasses were set. There were waiters and waitresses waiting. But we did not come here for our dinner or to eat at all. At least for now, we were here to spend time together. We were here for something entirely different.

Sienna stared at it all, wide-eyed. “You did this? You set a night for the two of us, a place like this, a date and then a cottage? Damon, what is this?”

“I wanted us to have a night without interruptions, I am not the type to know what it is to set a romantic night. I’m doing my best to learn, but I want to do it by your side as I go. I want to see your beautiful smile. That is the main reason why I’m doing this.” I said, my voice low, brushing her hair back behind her ear.

“This is very beautiful, but you didn’t really have to do this when we’re going home and in a bit.” She said, and I smirked.

“We’re not going home tonight. It’s just going to be you and me.” I said softly. “Mom is already taking care of our baby girl. It’s just going to be the two of us. She would only call if there is anything that needs us urgently, but I believe that she’d be able to handle it anyway.”

Her lips parted slightly. “You actually planned this. Every single detail, you just planned it all.”

“I plan when it matters.” I said, taking her hand in mine. I wanted today to be a memory that she had always held on to. I wanted her to know that this was something that I was claiming to be mine. I wanted her to understand that I wanted her as mine.

I led her into the cottage, where a low fire danced in the stone fireplace. A thick fur rug stretched out across the wooden floor, and the soft scent of pine lingered in the air. There were maids around. They looked down at their feet, avoiding our eyes. They were here to serve us if needed. I did not want her to worry about anything. All I wanted her to do was enjoy the night. I wanted her to know that she was mine, just as I was hers.

She turned to me slowly as I shut the door behind us.

“Damon…”

I silenced her with a kiss, slow, deliberate. My hands moved to her waist, pulling her close. She sighed into me, her fingers sliding up my chest and over my shoulders. I smiled into the kiss, resting my forehead against hers as I pulled

away.

“Tonight, you’re mine. Completely mine, just as I am yours.” I whispered. I connected my lips with her at this time, more hungry, more careful, more loving, and more heated. She wrapped her arms around my neck, deepening the kiss. I wrapped mine around her waist, holding her to me.

Clothes fell piece by piece, until skin met skin, bare and wanting. I laid her down gently onto the rug, I didn’t even want to care about the bed. I knew that she didn’t either, hovering over her, just admiring her for a moment. The flames flickered golden light across her curves.

“Mark me too,” I whispered to her. She looked down to me and I nodded, wanting her to do this.

She rose slightly, and I tilted my head, allowing her access. Her kiss was soft at first, her tongue brushing my skin, then came the bite.

Pleasure flared through me like lightning.

We stayed like that for a moment, our bodies trembling, our hearts syncing, the bond pulsing to life between us.

Alpha. Luna. Mate.

Forever.

I pulled her close afterward, kissing her lips again, slower this time. We stayed tangled together on that rug, the fire crackling softly beside us. The world outside could wait.

Because tonight, she was mine.

And I was hers.