Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 254

“Just you and me,” he repeated.

“Just you and me, against everything, against the world, but also in this room together, away from all of that, it is just us. Nothing else matters. Nothing else is going to matter, not unless we want it to.”

Then he kissed me. Tightening his arms which were wrapped around me, I had to fight back the smile that almost formed on my lips. He gently bit my bottom lip before kissing me again.

Our lips moved slowly, deeply. Not rushed. Not claiming.

Giving.

My arms wrapped around his neck as I kissed him back, my body melting into his. He lifted me gently and laid me back on the bed, hovering above me with his forehead pressed to mine, his breath warming my lips.

His eyes never left mine as he whispered, “I love you. More than anything in this world, I find myself falling deeper in love with you with every passing moment.”

“I know,” I breathed. “I love you, too. More than I can say, and more than I can admit.”

He kissed down my jaw, my neck, every inch of skin like he was relearning it, touching not just my body, but every scar, every part of me that still remembered pain. His hands were steady, warm, reverent. He kissed my neck, letting his lips linger there, gently marking me as his own as he sucked on it, as he left a mark to let those that did not see know that I was his, that he was mine. The love bite would be seen a mile away, I assumed.

Clothes slipped away in silence. He looked at me, admiring me and though he had seen me countless of times, I blushed, yet each one. “You’re so fucking perfect, do you realize that? Your beauty, your innocence, the way you blush, the way you look at me, it’s just captivating, addicting.”

If my cheeks were red before, then now they were Crimson. But I knew that he was enjoying this just as I was.

“And you are fucking mine. Just mine.” He whispered again as he kissed my jawline. He sucked on it, but now it was far more gentle as he grinded me against him as he gently moved my hips to meet his. To make me feel how hard he was, how wanting he was of me, how tempted he was towards me. “I’m in love with you, Sienna…”

“And I’m in love with you, Damon.”

When he was over me again, he paused, just for a moment. His fingers laced with mine beside my head. He looked me in the eye, studying my expression before leaning in to connect his lips with mine. He gently guided himself towards my entrance, resting his forehead against mine as he gently brushed his cock over my throbbing clit.

“Fuck, Sienna…” He whimpered as he watched me let him go under him, as he watched me reach my release. “You feel so fucking good.”

He rested his forehead against my neck as he came to his own release. His thrusts grew sloppy with each thrust as he rode the two of us off, I squeezed his bicep, digging my nails into it. He didn’t stop me.

But it was when he pulled out, when I whimpered, he smirked.

“I love you, Sienna.” He whispered again, as if wanting me to never forget it.

“I love you too, Damon. I always will…”