It has been a few days, and Ralph has been declared comatose. His vitals were thankfully stable, not that it provided any relief for Dameon. He still goes to the hospital constantly to check if his father is okay and if the doctors and nurses are doing their jobs correctly. I go with him whenever I can. Although I do not have any parents, I felt Dameon's pain and worries. He was constantly on the edge and worried that something would happen to Ralph. He was so stressed The other day we had an argument about how he saw Jake's arm around me when he picked me up from a hangout with my friends. Of course, I apologized immediately but then he was asking all these questions about why an alpha was hanging out with a group of omegas or if I let him touch me like that all the time. Of course, I broke down crying and then he felt bad so we just hugged and decided not to talk about it anymore. It didn't feel great that we didn't resolve it, So, things haven't been the best between us. But i
I was in the central room watching TV now, courtesy of Dameon who had to carry me there. But all my mind could focus on was the fact that I was no longer a virgin. It was exciting. It felt like a right of passage into adulthood. And the physical proof of it was in the marks he had made all over me. I looked in the mirror after our bath and couldn't believe what I saw. He was like a leech! I smiled to myself, turning my attention back to my show. It was not long before I heard a knock at the door. He walked from the kitchen down the hallway to check. I couldn't see anything from where I was seated, so I patiently waited for him to come back. Then I saw him re-emerge alone. "Who Was it?" I asked. "...Your friends. Should I let them in?" That was funny. How did they know I was at Dameon's? I really didn't feel like seeing anyone right now, but Lia and Jake were there for me yesterday, and I didn't want to be rude and turn them away. So I gave him a nod and he went back to let them in
WILLOW'S POV I jolted awake a few hours later, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. Something Smelt good. Like really, really good. I jumped to my feet, following the scent to Ralph’s study...where I found Dameon. "W-what the fuck?" I looked at Dameon, who stood there, rigid and alarmed. He looked different. His hair was grown out, his beard unshaven, and his skin was darker, more tanned. His muscles ripple, his body completely ripped as it was before, if not more. He looked so much more rugged, and fuck if I was not absolutely attracted to it. How dare he look like that? How dare he turn up here, all sexy and handsome and smelling amazing when I had been absolutely miserable because of him! I was so confused and angry. So angry at him. He opened his mouth to speak, but I didn't give him the chance to. "Why the hell are you back after what you did? Are you trying to rub it in my face, or something?" I said, clenching my fists. "Willow, that's not-" he started and I nearly started t
"What?? How is that pos-?" I gasped as he suddenly pulled out of me, then immediately slammed back in, hitting a place inside me that I didn't know I Had-and it made me lose my mind. My mouth fell open in a ragged moan, my legs clenched around him. "The pleasure my body can bring for my mate alone," he said through gritted teeth, the desire on his face prominent as his cock pushes into me again. "B-but I've like-" My body jostled from another thrust and I let out a noise of pleasure, "I-I've slept with a lot of guys. Are you okay with that?" "I don't care if I'm not your first. My Goal is to be your last," he said as he picked up speed, plunging himself into me over and over as I took it, pinned beneath him. He watched my lips forever sound, his arms tensed, the veins popping out as I stared up at him in desperation. Oh god, I was going to cum too soon if he kept looking at me like that. "P-people call me a whore. They'll judge you for being my mate, "I continued, to rile him up
WARNING: SEXUAL SCENE He sat on the bed and I on his lap, straddling his thighs as we made out, completely lost in one another. His tongue explored every inch of my mouth and I moaned, tangling my hands in his hair. I was already so wet,grinding my lower body against his own,which is rock hard against me. This Made him groan into my mouth and it was the hottest sound ever, leading me to do it again and again and again. He lost it, flipping us over and pinning me to the bed, putting his body between my willfully spread thighs. His tongue pushed past my lips again and it made me crazy for him, wrapping my thighs around his waist to get as much contact as I could.The kiss deepened, He rolled his hips into me as the force of his lips on mine increased, hot and heavy. I made a noise of arousal into his mouth, fighting back against his only to be dominated once again. "You taste so fucking good," he said,as if he was drunk on me, lust-filled eyes on my swollen lips as I panted, trying
"Where are we going?" I asked. "It's a surprise," he said, grinning to himself, obviously excited about whatever he was going show me. When we reached our destination, I didn't know what to expect. He parked the car and we got out, but I was confused. We were In a neighborhood with just a few houses. But he took me by the hand and led me to one of them. It was two stories but small, and it looked really cozy with the deep brown paneling and dark tinted windows. "Are we visiting someone?" I asked. He shook his head, pulling me to him and wrapping an arm around my waist as we both faced it. "This is my house." My eyes widened. "What?!" "I bought it…I can't live at the packhouse forever, you know. I just wanted my own space.” "T-that's amazing! I'll be able to visit you more easily too!" "Baby," he had a knowing smile on his face, "I want you here. With me." My jaw dropped, the proposal taking me by surprise. "What? Me??" "No, that cricket on the ground," he said sarcastically