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No man had ever touched her like this. His tongue was pure sin, and she couldn’t get enough and didn’t want him to stop.

His name spilled from her lips as he pushed her higher and higher, sending her near the edge of orgasm, but he kept her on that path, holding her captive, refusing to let her fall over. Each time she thought she was going to come, he held back, keeping his tongue poised in the same spot.

It was maddening.

Fire rushed through her body and only when he was ready did she fall over the edge. She cried out. She’d brought herself to orgasm many times, but none of them were like this. She’d never experienced this as his tongue danced between her thighs, heightening her need. The pleasure was intense, and Damon wouldn’t be stopped. He slowed down his strokes, finally coming up for air, and as she looked at him, she saw her release on his face.

Heat flooded her cheeks as she stared at him.

Damon, this stranger, had just given her her first orgasm and at that moment, she hated him for it.

“You can have that anytime you want, sweet Holly, you’ve just got to learn to ask for more.”

****

Holly was a stubborn woman.

Damon had only known her for a couple of weeks now but he was already enthralled. She tried to avoid him most days, but breakfast and dinner, he made a point of sitting with her. Every single day since the first time he’d licked her pussy, he’d made it a ritual. After she finished her dinner, he demanded she come closer to him, and he’d spread her open and feast on her juicy pussy. Each time, she’d try to fight him, but her body knew what she wanted better than she did.

He adored the blush that would stain her cheeks after he finished. Holly wouldn’t stick around, and he’d leave for his en-suite bathroom where he’d deal with his own dick. His hand wasn’t what he wanted though. Tonight, as he stared at Holly, he wanted those plump, juicy lips wrapped around his dick by any means possible.

“I got word your family has found a small farm.”

“A farm?”

“Each one of your pack has been able to find some housing or other.” He smiled at her.

“Thank you.”

“I didn’t do anything.”

“You allowed them to stay. That’s enough.” She rubbed at her temple. “And the children who lost their parents?”

“I have no news about them, but I imagine in a pack as close as yours, you will deal with that problem.”

“They’re not a problem.” She glared at him.

He chuckled. “Of course not.”

“Why don’t you have a pack?” she asked.

“I don’t need one.”

“Clearly, but why not? We’re social beings. Being alone is not … a choice.”

He raised a brow.

“Unless you like living alone, and if you do, well, then you got everything you wanted, but then you wouldn’t need me.” Her face had heated.

“Are you thinking about me between those pretty thighs?”

“You’re vulgar.”

“And you pretend too much. Our very nature is to be open and to want to be close.”

“Exactly, which is why I don’t understand why you’re so lonely.”

“I’m not lonely.”

“Tell me.”

“No.” He put his fork down. “Not until you earn it.”

She sighed. “I completely understand why people don’t want to have anything to do with you.”

“Suck my cock and swallow my cum, and I’ll give you the answer you want.”

Henry had already made himself scarce. Damon had told him to not be in any room for long when he was alone with Holly.

The desire he felt for this woman increased every single day. All he had to do was sniff the air with her scent in it, and his need rose so fast. He couldn’t recall a time in his life where his cock was so hard, but for Holly, he was in a perpetual state of hunger.

She looked away. “Why can’t you just tell me?”

“Nothing in life is ever free.”

“And you’re going to make it your mission to show everyone that?”

“Just you.” He winked and she growled.

“You’re a pig.”

“And think what this pig does to that pussy. Even now, your hatred of me does not even begin to compare to how aroused you are. You want to suck my dick, Holly. You have since the first time I licked your cunt.”

“Why are you so vulgar?” she asked.

“I don’t believe in coloring up my language and playing false niceties. I see it how it is and I speak bluntly. To the point.”

“Fine.”

“I’m done. If you want to learn more, come to my room tonight. I’ll be waiting.” He stepped away from the table and made his way toward his bedroom. Damon hadn’t demanded she share his bed. She slept in the spare bedroom closest to him. Each night, when she went to sleep, he’d sneak into her room and watch her.


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