Damon held my gaze for a long ti, like he was trying to peel every layer of . His eyes softened, the storm in them finally calm. "Then we start again, if that is what you want," he said quietly.
I stretched my hand to him in a handshake. "Hi, I’m... Jasmine, it’s nice to et you." I said with my heart pounding in my ears... ’Oh I said my na, I fucking told my na, I’m so nervous.’
A look of surprise flickered through his eyes. "Jasmine?" My hand faltered at his question, but before I could withdraw it. His palm connected with mine in a handshake. "It’s nice to et you Jasmine, I’m Damon." He said with a smile, his eyes dancing with curiosity.
I smiled back, pushing my hair to the back of my ear with my other hand. Our gaze t as if we were eting for the first ti, drawing each other to their depth.
I waited for him to ask why I chose to say Jasmine, but he didn’t say a word about it. I gasped as he gently pulled into his arms, and I felt his warmth wrap around like a shield. His chin rested on my head, and for a long ti, neither of us spoke. The silence was peaceful, the kind that made you forget the world existed.
"I chose Jasmine, because that is who I am... and because Ember and Aeris hold mories that hurt so much. Since we are starting again, I wanted a new na." I muttered under my breath, fidgeting with the bed sheet.
"It’s a beautiful na, Jasmine, just like your scent... You are my precious gift from the goddess." He pressed a soft kiss to my forehead. It lingered longer than it should have, tender and careful. My chest tightened at the feeling.
A warm smile spread across my face like the rise of the sun. ’He liked my na, he didn’t even doubt . Now I get to love him with my real na, and he’ll rember soone nad Jasmine once loved him.’ I snuggled further into his embrace, inhaling his pine, damp earth, and chocolate scent.
We remained like that for what seed like forever, feeling secure and loved in each other’s arms. But how could the peace last long when there is a devil in your head?
In my head, Layla prowled slowly about. "Is this the ti we’ve been waiting for?"
"What ti?"
’Can’t she keep quiet? She can clearly see we are having our mont.’
"I can hear your thoughts Ember," Her tone was laced with slight irritation. "I thought you wanted food?’
"Isn’t this mont worth more than food?’ I snapped back at her.
"I ant the other type of food, you made my ovaries scream in hunger, now you don’t want to get on top?" She asked shalessly.
In terms of shalessness, she was more shaless. But now that she had ntioned it, I have 28 days left, better not to waste them.
I smiled faintly. "Oh I want to... just a second okay, chill" I answered her.
But even then, Damon didn’t make any move. He simply held there, his hand tracing slow, absentminded circles on my back. I could hear his heartbeat under my ear, steady and calm, while mine was a complete ss.
I lifted my head, studying his face. "You think starting again ans we take things slow?"
His lips curved slightly. "Yes. I’ll love you the way you deserve, and I’ll win every part of your heart."
A line creased my forehead, and I sighed softly. Of course, he had to say sothing that... How noble? The psycho master had turned noble. anwhile, my heart was racing, and my entire body was already betraying . All thanks to Layla.
Still, his words made sothing flutter inside . I smiled, my fingers brushing lightly against his chest. "You plan to win all of it?" I teased.
He t my gaze with that half-smile of his, the one that made my stomach twist in knots. "Every last piece." His voice was heavy with assurance, like a vow he would take to the grave.
The air between us thickened again. I felt the pull, the tension, the invisible thread that always tied us together no matter how far we drifted. He looked at like I was the only thing that existed, and for a second, I let myself believe it.
I smiled wider, mischief tugging at the corner of my lips. "Fortunately, I’m going to spare you the arduous journey."
I pulled away from his embrace, and before he could protest, my legs were already strapped around his waist, then I held his hands, holding them above his head.
Surprise flickered through his eyes, before swirling with dark amusent, I bet he wanted to see what his almighty master had in store for him.
"Jasmine, what are you doing?" He asked, his tone teasing as he willingly remained in position.
’Jasmine? He called my na again.’ I froze, butterflies fluttering in my stomach.
"Tying you up."
A rope appeared in my hand, and I tied his hands together before strapping him to the bed. I leaned back, admiring my handiwork, it was pure perfection. "If you struggle, the rope will only get tighter, so you can’t escape from ," I said in amusent.
Damon’s eyes darkened, he looked like he was about to rip the rope apart, but he forced himself to stay in place. Veins popped in his throat as he clenched his jaws, holding back the dominant nature of himself. Werewolves, especially alphas, never liked submission, most of them would rather die.
"Now I’ll show what pleasure is." My voice lowered to a whisper, soft and seductive.
I skillfully traced the line of his jaw, down to his neck, trailing down to his abs, eliciting a groan from him. Hearing him made heat pool in between my legs, I loved how responsive he was.
Sothing hot and hard poked my thigh, I bit my lower lip to keep my composure.
Holding his gaze, the ripping sound of clothes tore through the room, I tossed them aside, as I admired the perfect handiwork of the marker. His chest heaved up and down, his muscles strong and hard, his eight-pack abs made salivate... ’What a fine man.’
"You look more sexy naked." I winked at him, my hands trailing over his skin, like I was branding him to be mine.
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