The Alpha's Bride

'BAM!'

A loud explosion shook windows violently and Talia jerked into reality, breaking out of her kissing daze.

On a reflex, she stuck close to Damon and held onto him tightly while hiding her face in the crook of his neck.

Damon was not happy that Talia broke the kiss, but his displeasure vanished at the moment he felt sparks of the bond prickling his skin wherever Talia's body touched his. To add to this marvelous sensation, Talia's lips were right at the spot where she should mark him, the moment her wolf awakens. Thrilling!

After the second explosion, Talia realized that Damon was not moving, and she sheepishly looked through the window to see the night sky lit up with fireworks.

A second later, another explosion was heard, and the next one, and another one, and Talia remembered that fireworks were included in Kalina's celebration as the next Luna of the Lightclaw pack.

"During fireworks for Summer Solstice, I watched your face reflecting the colors from the sky, just like now, and I wanted to kiss you.", Damon spoke close to her ear and Talia smiled.

She remembered those fireworks also. How could she forget?

"I was hoping you will kiss me", she admitted shyly.

Talia's eyes widened in shock when she realized their current situation.

She was in the tub, wearing only panties, glued to Damon who was naked, she was sitting on his thighs, and the electrifying pressure at her core was definitely coming from him.

Talia wanted to move away, but Damon held her in place.

"This is me, kitten.", Damon spoke in a strained voice. Talia's wiggling only made his arousal worse.

It took her a few seconds to calm down and stop moving.

Damon let out a shaky breath before continuing, "I want you more than I wanted any woman in my life. I promised you that I won't do anything against your will, and I will stick to my word. I am yours. Do with me whatever you want but… don't push me away."

Talia's heart swelled with an unknown mix of emotions.

Yearning. Desire. Arousal. Restraint. Possession. Anticipation. Love. Belonging. And there was some curiosity as well.

Can one feel all this at the same time?

What surprised Talia was that there was no reluctance, no fear, there was nothing that would tell her how their current situation was wrong and that she should increase the distance between her and the moody Alpha who captured her heart.

Their position was intimate and somehow… it felt right.

Talia stared into Damon's icy-blue eyes that were deep and unfathomable, and she was not sure if she had enough love for herself to accept his words as the truth or maybe all this was a figment of her imagination… but she knew that unless this was a dream, she was in a tub with the handsome Devil, and he looked vulnerable while saying that he is hers and that she can do whatever she wants with him… and she wanted to kiss him. And she did.

A low growl formed in the back of Damon's throat as he fisted Talia's hair and her flavors seeped inside his system, amplifying the delightful sparks of their bond that danced over his skin, urging him to get more, much more of Talia.

Damon's hands landed on Talia's buttocks, and he stood up from the tub with her in his arms, without breaking the kiss.

Talia's legs wrapped around Damon's waist as she gripped his shoulders to stabilize herself.

The movement lodged his hard cock between her folds, and she let out a whimper but didn't try to avoid him.

Damon smiled into the kiss while walking out of the bathroom, not caring about the trail of water they left behind.

The moment Talia's back touched the mattress, Damon's hands started exploring her body that was slick from water and bubbles. The faint scent of roses mixed with Talia's citrusy sweet scent of freesia, and Damon kissed her greedily like there is no tomorrow.

He loved how she responded to his every touch, and her hands held onto his back firmly, like they belong there.

Damon moved to kiss Talia's jaw, neck, collarbones… his kisses became impatiently sloppy, and he was aware that no girl ever excited him to the point of trembling just because she was in his embrace.

Talia. His Talia. His kitten. His mate. His everything.

Talia was overwhelmed by Damon's emotions that mixed with hers, and she squirmed under his palms that left invisible scorching imprints on her skin.

She felt Damon kissing her abdomen, his teeth grazing the skin just above her navel and his hands gripped edges of her panties when he stilled.

"Kitten…", he breathed. "Can I?"

Talia looked down at Damon and met his endlessly icy-blue eyes directed at her questionably.

Did he ask her something? Whatever it was, the answer was… "Yes."

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Damon got on his knees, between Talia's legs and in slow motion pulled her panties down.

Her legs came up together in front of Damon, connecting at the ankles as he drew the damp fabric off her legs and his eyes flashed with lust at the sight of her bare ass exposed for him to see, and a peek of her flower that was untouched by a man… not for long.

Damon flicked the panties on the side haphazardly before grabbing Talia's ankles, spreading her legs in slow motion around him. He enjoyed profusely the visual treat of her sweet pussy opening up for him, inviting him silently to explore her depths. Soon.

A fleeting thought hit Talia that she was naked on the bed for Damon to see, but he was looking at her with a fiery gaze that could swallow her whole and she felt how it wouldn't be so bad to disappear in that fire which called for her in silent whispers that were impossible to resist.

Talia thought that Damon will keep her legs down, but he ended up holding her left foot in front of his face.

Damon didn't break eye contact when he put her toe into his mouth and started sucking.

A soft moan escaped Talia's lips at the electrifying sensation that traveled from the tip of her left leg to the rest of her body every time his coarse tongue moved over the pad of her toe. It was just a toe, yet his lustful expression was scandalous, and Talia was not sure where to look.

Damon kissed Talia's ankle and arranged kisses and licks in an invisible pattern toward her knee, going up and grazing her skin with his teeth occasionally, spreading her legs further apart with every next kiss until he reached the cradle of her thighs.

"I want to kiss and lick every inch of you", Damon spoke in a sexy low voice. "But I want to kiss you here the most…"

And then his tongue moved over her clit in one mighty long stroke.

"Ah!" Talia's body arched and Damon held her hips in place for him to feast upon her flesh.

Talia was not sure if the fireworks outside were over, but the explosion of lights definitely happened in front of her closed eyes.

Damon groaned as her wetness mixed with his saliva, and he buried his face deeper while greedily lapping at the juices her body released.

"Mine… mine…", he mumbled, gripping Talia's hips and restricting her movements.

Damon showed no mercy, and Talia fisted the bedsheets while struggling to breathe.

Damon was lost in a daze of his own. Kissing, sucking, licking her love nectar, and his fangs came out, but he forced them back.

Damon was fighting against his urge to devour her violently, but it was difficult because he could feel that she wanted him with equal fervor, and every time she moaned his name, he was thrown back into his own madness.

Talia was dizzy. The whole world was reduced to two bodies and the sensation of Damon's tongue moving between her folds, his low hums and growls vibrated against her clit, and she could feel the pressure building dangerously high. And then it happened… Talia's body tensed for an endless second and then she trembled while screaming Damon's name for the Heavens to hear as she dissolved in pure ecstasy.

Damon could feel the rush of Talia's orgasm washing over him, wrecking his system, and amplifying his arousal.

Damon held Talia in place as he kept devouring her, knowing that his every move is prolonging her rapture and not allowing her to come down from her high.

"Da… Damon… Oh, Damon…", she chanted wantonly.

Her every moan and gasp was music to his ears, and he wanted to listen to those sounds forever.

Many women called his name, but only Talia's voice touched his soul.

Eventually, Damon unlatched himself from Talia and crawled on top of her.

"Kitten…"

She heard him call through her lustful haze as her pussy throbbed in numb aftershocks of Damon's ministrations.

"You are fantastic."

Damon kissed Talia's neck and her arms snapped to hold onto his back while he sucked her there harshly, right where his mark should come, making Talia's body hum in response.

Talia gasped when she felt a flood of heat at the cradle of her thighs. Is it possible that she was still getting aroused?

Until two weeks ago she was ignorant about pleasures of the flesh, but now she couldn't get enough of it. Even clinging onto Damon, completely naked, felt good. That was so out of her character!

What did this irresistible Devil do to her?

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