Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 255

Damon:

The morning light streamed in through the half-open curtains, casting pale gold over the tangled sheets and warm skin beside me. I tightened my arm which was draped around my mate gently, smiling when I saw how relaxed she was.

Sienna stirred against my chest, her leg draped over mine, her hand resting just above my heart. Her breathing was soft, steady. Peaceful in a way that felt rare. In a way that I admired more than anything in the world, wanted to hold onto, and wanted to look at.

I didn’t move.

I didn’t want to get up from beside her. I didn’t want to wake her.

Not when she looked so at peace, so rested.

Not for a while.

I just watched the rise and fall of her back, smiling as I saw how content she seemed. I admired the way the faint curve of her shoulder, the way the sunlight kissed her hair. I could’ve stayed like this forever. But the world outside the room was still broken, still calling. The world outside still needed their Alpha to be standing. No matter how much I wanted to be here, no matter how painful it was for me to think about getting up and leaving her…

I knew that we had work to do. We had a lot to take care of. And as much as I hated it, I was going to need to deal with it.

She shifted, blinking up at me with that sleepy smile that always undid me. Her eyes meeting mine in a way that I knew was far too gentle to be true. Was far more loving than I would have thought anyone could be.

“Morning,” she whispered.

“Morning.” I whispered back, smiling down at her.

She pressed a soft kiss to my chest, then stretched like a cat, sighing into the moment. I smiled at her sight and tightened my arms around her.

“We should get up,” she murmured, even as her body clung to mine a second longer. “Though I will admit I want to stay in your arms for a while longer, I know that responsibilities are still waiting for us.’

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“I know,” I said. “But let’s pretend we don’t have to, for just another minute. I think that they can wait for us for another few moments. They’ve been waiting for far too long anyway.”

She smiled again, but this one was tinged with reality. “Another minute, and then we go face the mess. Might as well enjoy ourselves rather than just worry about responsibilities that we know have to carry and sometimes we do not want to carry.”

I nodded. “Together. I think that this should be a more suitable option, wouldn’t you agree?”

I connected my lips with hers, kissing her, knowing that if we went too far that we would get too lost in one another, and yet still wanting to challenge, still wanting to hold on.

I rested my forehead against hers, forcing myself to get up from bed, holding her in my arms as I did. She laughed as I guided us towards the bathroom.

“The bathroom?”

“Well, that’s more you might know taking a shower together is going to be a better option. As you might see, we might be spending a little more water, wouldn’t you agree? Time even?” I teased before connecting my lips with ours as my already heard they’re winning cock made it harder for me to think straight.

She laughed and she cried before turning around, teasing me with her bare bum. I slapped it and she laughed before entering the shower. She chose against the tub, it seems.

“Well, how about you join me? I doubt that the hot water is going to last us for long.” She whispered and I missed my bottom lip. I connected my lips with her as the second that we were inside the shower. The water cascaded us and she smiled into the kiss before I turned her around, her chest facing the wall as I pushed inside of her from behind, holding her tight.

My thrusts were quick, raw, and she moaned against me. There was no foreplay. In no time to waste, I kissed her neck, biting on her shoulder, smirking against her skin, falling in love with her more than I thought that I could with each thrust. The heat in my body, the heat in hers… I didn’t think that I could have blended with anyone else, would have felt more content with anyone else if not her.

“I love you.” I whispered to her as I pulled out of her before thrusting back inside, my movements aggressive.

The desk was already stacked with reports, territory scans, patrol notes, ongoing investigations into the mist and the rogue patterns, and anything that might explain the dark presence edging closer.

I didn’t sit. Not yet.

My thoughts drifted, to Ethan and Delilah, to Carter’s distant stare, to T that still whispered in the corridors, and finally, to Lysandra.

She was walking again.

Healing.

And still, I hadn’t spoken to her.

Not since we brought her in. Not since the day I stood over her unconscious body and realized how far everything had unraveled.

We were all holding pieces.

It was time I stopped avoiding mine.

Tomorrow, I would speak to her.

But first…

Today, I had to hold this pack together.