Heart Of A Beast

~RINA~

Then he to pound, I could swear I saw stars, I went from moaning to sobbing and thrashing about on the bed, this is even more intense than have ever imagined, I finally open my eyes to look at him, when I did, a jolt of pleasure made it’s way down my body as I notice how intense his gaze is.

Staring at his arm, I notice the muscle on it then it was drawn on me that Damien was holding back am this time, I wanted him to give me all.

“Damn! I want to lose myself inside you so badly… can you take all of me?” He asked just as I was about to ask.

I nodded not finding the voice to reply, Damien pulls back and slams into me repeatedly not hold in anything back.

“Oh, God Damien!” I screamed over and over again, the pleasure was just too much.

I even lost count of how many orgasms I have had in the last minutes, my body begins to shook wildly, I screamed in pain as I felt Damien canines dig into the sensitive spot he has been sucking on earlier, the pain lasted for just a minute then replaced by an unbearable pleasure.

I didn’t even have the voice to scream again, as I felt Damien orgasm, it was so damn hot and it pushes me right over the edge, my walls tighten around his shaft milking him.

I felt so drained, tired, and weak, I couldn’t move an inch as Damien begins to lick my neck.

The last word I heard before I fainted was.

“Mine”.

Having no idea how long I was unconscious I turn around, finally opening my eyes, but the pain on my lower part made me still immediately.

I closed my eyes remembering the events that occur a few hours ago.

I blushed looking around the room, apart from that I was feeling this strange emotion inside me, happiness, excitement, and something exotic, I frown. I knew I wasn’t thinking about anything naughty.

Damien walks in with a tray of hot soup, I frown at him cause it is much easier, I don’t want to start blushing like a virgin bride, well I was technically a virgin a few hours ago though.

“How long was I out?”I yawn stretching, the pain came again making me moan.

“Three days? I must have worn you out”He smirked like it was the best news ever.

“Three days! What is the actual f*CK? You murder my p*say, no wonder I keep feeling this pain” I mumble blushing.

He set the try down and walk over to the bed, hovering over me he stares at the mark he had given me three days ago.

“So beautiful, so perfect, so mine” He murmured running his fingers on them.

I bit my lips to stop myself from moaning.

“Damien I feel strange,” I told him.

“How strange?”He crocks his head on one side, making him look adorable, he growled. Oops! I guess he picks on that which made me giggled.

“I’m feeling some sort of emotion like some exotic thoughts. I swear I’m not thinking about love-making “My eyes widen as Damien blushed and move away from me.

Okay did Damien just blush? Okay, kill me I think he did! It was the cutest thing ever even though I wonder why he was blushing.

“Since the day I mark you, you’re mine, we are one already which means we can feel each other emotions, it’s going to be hard to stay away from each other” He came back to lay beside me.

“I don’t want to stay away” I hug him, immediately my skin made contact with his, a moan left my lips, and Damien groans.

Damn! we are in heat again, I thought it was a one-time thing.NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

“Another round?” Damien smirk flipping me onto my back.

I had the good grace to moan as he begins to kiss his way down my body.

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I woke up feeling like I had been run over by a truck, yeah exactly how I feel, I move my shoulders but winced immediately putting it back in place, the spot Damien had mark me hurt so bad.

Slowly raising from the bed I looked for a robe and wrapped it around my body, I couldn’t stop blushing the whole time even as a knock came through the door.

“Come in” Then suddenly I winced, not from the pain in my shoulder but from what I can’t even figure out, when Thelma saw me bending over in pain she quickly drop the stray she was holding then approached me.

“Are you okay?” She asked helping me get to the bed.

“Yeah I’m fine, something weird just happened to me that all” I replied brushing her aside just as the pain died down, I hope I remember to yell Drake about this since he knows a lot about these kind of stuff.

Thelma gave me a wink as she hand me the glass of milk she had brought, I made a face wondering why she was winking at me. Wait! Does that mean she knows Damien and I are intimate already? I blushed.

“Hey! Stop staring at me like a creep” I said rolling my eyes at her.

“You got Alpha scent all over you! So you guys finally did the dirty already? I can’t wait for Fiona to see you” She chuckled and quickly ran out of the room before I could grab her, my face was pretty red and my cheeks hurt from all the smiling and blushing I was doing the entire time.

True to be told I can’t wait to shove this on Fiona’s face, she thought I was too weak to be mark right? And as for Maya who thought I wasn’t fit enough to share Damien’s bed let alone be his mate.

Another knock sounded on the door and thinking Thelma was back to torment me the second time so I ordered the person to come in only to see Maya frowning at me with disapproval apart from that I couldn’t read her expression well.

“Alpha said you should prepare for your Luna ceremony” She answered spatting out the word Luna.

Luna? I’m going to be their freaking Luna? Luna of a pack I have no idea of? It was scary and I know I couldn’t do it.

Not without finding out who I am or my real place in the world. I have to know who my real parents are and why I wasn’t the human everyone thought as was.

Could the Councils be aware of my real identity?

“Tell your Alpha I would like to speak with him” I finally replied her.

“Didn’t you hear the message I just delivered to you? Alpha wants you to get dressed which meant you’ll do as you are told! He doesn’t like being disrespect and just because you’re a pity Luna you think you can disobey him? Very well” She spun around and left leaving me standing there wondering what she meant by Pity Luna.

I had a feeling it wasn’t something good.

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TBC.