Willow.
I couldn’t breathe. I swear to the Moon Mother (wait it’s goddess but ughhh, she caused this!) I couldn’t. I’ve never felt this hot, this wild and this out of my own damn skin just from a kiss. Lips on lips. How does that undo a person? Is that why they keep doing it?
Maybe it was because I couldn’t even remember my first real kiss or maybe it was because nothing in my life had ever felt like this. Nnot my victories, not the day I fled my pack and not even the moment I realized I might actually survive all of this. Nothing ever felt like Damon’s mouth on mine.
There was no space between our bodies, no boundary that hadn't already burned to ash. My legs were wrapped around his waist without me even realizing it. My hips were grinding against him with an urgency that wasn’t in m
