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They smiled at the maturity level of their son. Damien thought to himself that this is an opportunity to be with his love again. He looked at Amaira where she stood at the door admiring her son and her new daughter. She loved and protected them. She is indeed a strong mum and Damien was happy for these kids to the extent that he almost felt some jealousy for them. Damien smiled at his funny thought and told himself that, why should he be jealous when the woman in question is his Luna. Amaira could feel Damien's look penetrate through her like it was going to naked her immediately and take her on a pleasurable journey of love. She could feel him and sense the hot passion around him right now

Emma's heart drops and her stomach fills with butterflies as she sees Damian in the back standing next to Blake. "I'm not Elena any more. My name's Selene. And, Keiran goes by Damian now. My hot hubby of course, doesn't go by Alarick, but Blake." Emma still standing in shock, her eyes locked on Damian as he slowly walks towards her as well. "But of course you'd ignore me to reunite with your man! Sure! I don't blame you. I did the same when I came back from the dead and reunited with mine. Locked ourselves in that damn room for days having sex! Why do you think I'm preggo now? And you're still ignoring me." She glances at them with a smile on her face.

A smile finds its way onto her lips when she inhales in the scent of forest and male musk. Opening the door, her eyes meet grey stormy ones. So much has changed over time. Now she could look into his eyes and fine them glinting back with happiness instead of the usual mask of indifference he wore, Damien was more open now. happier. As he liked to say. It didn't came across as a surprise that they both had started dating a month after she'd came back. Damien looked handsome as always in his black silk shirt rolled till his elbows paired along with black dress pants.

Now, she looked elegant and beautiful in a short dress. "Huh? Damian? Is that you?" Stella pulled back her hand, reluctant to help him up. "Stella?" Damian got up and stood straight. Now standing just a step in front of Stella, he looked her over from head to toe, unable to believe the change. "Is this really you?" Stella smiled wryly. "Yes... it’s me, why?" Damian remained silent, still in disbelief at Stella's new look. "Didn’t expect to see you here," Stella said again.

He needed to see her again. The door slipped open again, Damien looked and to his utter amazement, it was her...Samara. Immediately she too looked up and caught his gaze. Damien drew himself up straighter as she walked towards him, absolutely thrown by how beautiful she looked in the simple dress she wore. She seemed to float in his sight rather than walk. For a moment an overwhelming emotion swept over him. To combat it, he stood very, very still.

’ I know you could say I am overhyping myself but you are free to see the way it seems to fit with what you think but I have to say this, I feel special and lucky to find love in his sight. Seeing myself in terms of beauty with Melissa, she is another epitome of beauty and I could tell she is more beautiful and has more curves than me, I think she has the edge here with the way everything about her is moderate, her ass bouncing trice at just a single step she takes. I can't compare myself with her when it comes to beauty. When she smiled at Damian as she leaned in and placed her lips on his, her smile was so luring and seducing. It could easily get a gentleman in the mood to unzip his trouse

”Dami, meet my wife Kayla. The genuine smile on Dami’s face completely blew me away. Unlike Asher, she looked like a bright blooming sunflower in a beautiful garden. Her beauty wasn't lacking either with her long blonde wavy hair and her pretty silver eyes. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Kayla.” She said as she shook my hand softly. “I’m sorry I didn't visit earlier to welcome you into our small family.” I returned her smile. “I’m really happy to meet you as well. You’re nothing like Mr grouchy Mean Toad over here.”

I was so happy to have resumed and I was even happier to see the face I missed most. I was just walking into the living room and had seen Damian ready to leave for work. "Dr?" Damian raised a brow. "Ohh..good morning Damian," I said and the workers around glanced up in surprise. "Good. How're you, Kayla?" Damian asked, trying not to show his excitement. He's so glad to see her again and damn! She looks more beautiful. She's putting on an aqua silk top and black tight-fitting jeans, and her hair is packed in a ponytail with tendrils framing her smooth face.

“She is ours and only ours now. I’m sorry I didn’t know this would happen until just now.” Suddenly, I felt weak and collapsed to the floor, darkness coming over me. *Ember* Damian had just finished using his tongue on me. I never knew what it was like to have an orgasm until now. It felt amazing. My eyes were half open as I came down from experiencing my high. "Your turn." He says before he lowers his boxers, his member springing out. My eyes widen as he tosses his boxers to the side. I mutter the first thing that comes to my mind. "Please Damian, be gentle." I practically beg him.

He milked every drop, keeping eyes on mine, and the room went quiet except for our heavy breathing. Elena stepped back and fixed her shirt. Her panties were dark with wetness, and I could tell that she’d come while watching. She smiled, clearly satisfied and calm. “Deal’s done,” she said. “Fuck her all you want, and I won’t get in the way.” She walked to the door and paused. “You two are perfect together,” she said. “Disgustingly perfect.” Then she was gone, and the door clicked shut. Damian pulled me into his arms on the bed, his hand stroking my hair. I was wrecked, my body shaking, covered in him, and sore everywhere, but I also felt… free.