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“Oh, God, Damian,” she sobbed, her voice thick with pleasure, “yes… don’t stop.”
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Contract Marriage To The Alpha King “I’ve never been afraid of a storm,” I replied. “I’ve just been waiting for the right one to ruin me.”
Damian's POV The morning faded into noon—though I only knew it by the shifting warmth crawling across the bare hardwood, and the city’s distant traffic growing steadily louder. Time had dissolved, each moment with Ava stretching long and slow, blurring the line between dream and waking. The sun had moved, casting thick gold bars across the apartment, dappling her face and making her brown eyes seem molten, deep and endless. Somewhere between silent contentment and tentative laughter, we ended up tangled on my leather couch—the two of us together, limbs entwined, Ava’s head pillowed in my lap while I played with the soft waves of her hair. Her scent was different now: richer, stronger—Omega, but uniquely her. It was faintly alluring, the tang of last night still on her skin, and yet shimmering with something clean beneath it. My wolf, usually restless in the face of uncertainty, pressed close to the surface, savage and content all at once. For a while, there was only the peaceful hu
Contract Marriage To The Alpha King “She also told me wolves could be gentle.”
Damian's POV She glared, but it faded into mischief. “Are you going to chase me away with warnings again?” I shook my head. “No. Not this time.” I leaned closer and pressed my lips to her forehead—a promise I never made lightly. “You’re staying. If you want to. All of you. No walls.” Her eyes softened. “I haven’t had a safe place in a long time.” I sat on the edge of the bed, legs sprawled, letting her settle beside me. The sheet pooled and fell to her thighs. I traced idle shapes along her shoulders—mapping every old scar, every freckle. “My mother used to tell me,” she said quietly, “that there would be a day I’d feel at home. I never believed her. Look at me now…” I pressed a kiss to her temple. “Your mother was a wise woman.” She smiled. “She also told me wolves could be gentle.” I snorted. “She was wrong about that.” Ava tucked her knees up, letting the sheet fall. I watched, helpless to the vulnerability she offered. “Last night,” she said, searching for meaning
Contract Marriage To The Alpha King I ruined you?
Damian’s POV The first thing I felt was warmth. Not the suffocating heat that clenched my chest every time old wounds flared, nor the frenetic burn of battle or the sting of guilt. No—it was something infinitely softer, deceptively gentle, curling against my ribcage and weaving into the spaces I’d always kept empty, reserved. Her presence lingered—even before I opened my eyes, the certainty of her against me was a balm. Ava. The faint, distinctive trace of vanilla and wild roses, fierce enough to settle in my lungs. It wrapped around me, so different from the stale city air or the cigarette smoke clinging to my shirt. My wolf, usually restless and volatile this close to dawn, was at ease. He purred contentedly—a low sound, lazy and possessive. Ours, he rumbled, voice heavy in my mind. Finally, ours. The word had never felt heavier. I’d tried for years to keep everyone—everything—out. There was always a reason not to let someone close. Order. Control. The shadows I kept a
Contract Marriage To The Alpha King “Oh, God, Damian,” she sobbed, her voice thick with pleasure, “yes… don’t stop.”
Damian's POV I spread her legs gently, my fingers parting her, revealing the glistening pink flesh, the tiny, throbbing clit. I leaned down, my breath warm on her, and then my tongue, hot and insistent, found her, swirling, teasing, sucking. She cried out, a sharp, surprised sound, her body arching violently off the bed. I tasted her, sweet and musky, the intoxicating scent of her arousal filling my head. I worked her clit with my tongue, circling, pressing, sucking, while my fingers dipped lower, finding her opening, one finger, then two, pushing slowly inside, stretching her. She bucked against me, her hips grinding into my face, a desperate rhythm building. “Oh, God, Damian,” she sobbed, her voice thick with pleasure, “yes… don’t stop.” I increased the pressure, my tongue a relentless weapon of pleasure, my fingers stroking deep inside her. The squelching sounds of my tongue and fingers against her slick flesh filled the room, punctuated by her gasps and moans. Her body tense
Contract Marriage To The Alpha King You’re so wet for me, little wolf.
Damian's POV “Don’t stop.” Those two words detonated inside me, a final, exhilarating explosion. Fabric gave way under my impatient fingers, buttons scattering across the hardwood floor like tiny echoes of surrender, each soft click a testament to our unraveling control. Her blouse slipped from her shoulders, baring satin and soft, pale skin to my hungry gaze. She sucked in a shaky breath as I ran my fingers down her arms, slow, deliberate, feeling every shiver that rolled through her, each one a delicious affirmation. I dropped to my knees before her, the rough denim of my jeans grating against the carpet. My hands, large and warm, curled around her thighs, my thumbs sweeping over the trembling skin of her inner leg. I kissed the inside of her knee, my lips hot against her cool skin, trailing higher, savoring the way her breath fractured in the quiet room, the way her body arched infinitesimally towards me. “You have no idea,” I murmured against her skin, my voice dark velve
Contract Marriage To The Alpha King “You make it… very obvious.”
Damian's POV Her lips clung to mine like she couldn’t breathe without them, and for a fleeting second, I wondered if I was any better. Every kiss was oxygen, life, fire. I drank her in like a starving man, devouring the sweetness I’d been denied for too damn long, the subtle taste of cherry and something uniquely Ava. Her fingers, delicate yet strong, fisted in the worn cotton of my shirt, pulling me closer until the last sliver of air vanished between our bodies. A soft moan, a sound that ripped through the very fabric of my being, escaped her throat as I deepened the kiss, my tongue tangling with hers in a frantic dance. The sound shredded the last thread of my control. My wolf surged, a primal beast roaring in the confines of my mind, pushing at the surface with savage urgency. Take her. Now. Make her ours. Not yet. She needs to choose this, my human mind fought back, a desperate plea for restraint amidst the rising tide of instinct. I tore my mouth from hers, my chest hea
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