The Lycan Prince`s True Luna Queen

His Penthouse

Logical thinking tried to invade my alcohol-fused mind repeatedly the war in my mind. My feeling vs logic waged on. "This is a one-night stand. You're still a virgin. What if he expects you to know what the hell you are doing? What about protection?" I thought. I broke the kiss pushing against his chest. "Damon," I said breathlessly. He looked at me with his confusion evident. "I've never, uh... This is my," I stuttered out. Damon, knowing what I was trying to say, smiled. "A virgin," he said softly. A smile playing on his lips. I shook my head, yes, feeling kind of embarrassed now, a blush breaking over my face. He took my hand and kissed the inside of my palm before running his tongue along the outside of my hand to my wrist, then up my arm to my neck. "Then I promise to be as gentle as possible and make this the most pleasurable," He whispered to me, kissing my neck. "Thing you" he said again kissing my neck trailing to my lips. "Have ever" he said, kissing my lips and jaw and back to my neck "Experienced."

My head was spending my heart beating fast and hard against my ribs. He was kissing my neck. I could feel his sharp teeth graze my skin and I could swear he wanted to bite me, but he nibbled my neck and kept kissing me. He moved down and tore my dress. The cold air in the room against my hot flesh made me gasp. His lips and tongue were setting an even bigger fire to my soul. My core tightened, and it became painful, begging for release… and then he did it. He tore my panties off leaving me completely bare and feeling exposed. He stared at me for a moment, I waited with bated breath. His hand finding my breast and his tongue slowly came to my c**t. I could have screamed. It was a wave of pleasure I’d never experienced before my hands shot into his hair, my mind fighting rationality with a haze of need. His hand worked my breast, his lips and tongue worked my c**t. Pleasure spread through my body in ripples and waves. I couldn’t breathe soft moans escaped my lips, my back arched involuntarily the need to feel him closer to me was overwhelming.

“Damon,” I said breathlessly, not sure how much more I could take. His other free hand had been on my hip, pulling me closer to him. Now it trailed along my inner thigh softly leaving a trail of fire in its path. He licked and sucked fervently on my c**t. My p***y walls clinched and relaxing repeatedly the need building. I felt his finger probing the outside of my p***y slowly going up and down wet my slit. He gently pushed a finger inside of me. The pleasure I was just experiencing was magnified 10-fold. He slowly moved his finger in and out of me, his mouth and hands working in sink with one another. I felt a pressure building inside me just before a bright, hot pleasure feeling washed over me. Sending me soaring, My mind went blank and my body lit up with pleasure, sending me over the edge. I moaned, tossing my head back and arching my back.

My legs started shaking as he continued licking and sucking my c**t until my body came back down to planet earth. “What the hell was that?” I said more softly to myself, not realizing I'd voiced what I thought, moving my hands to my thighs, trying to command my body to stop shaking… he laughed. It was sensual and sexy. The deep roll of his voice made me relax. “That my love was an orgasm, and you are about to get a lot more of them before this night is through,” he said, smiling. He disappeared into the bathroom before returning to the bed with a hand towel getting back on the bed he wiped his mouth and hands dry.

Before discarding the towel then, He removed his pants and boxers, his c**k springing free. He was huge. He picked me up and helped me remove my torn clothes. I looked at him and then my tiny frame. How the hell was he going to fit all that into a tiny space..my tiny space? He saw my face and eyes. “Don’t worry, you’ll handle me fine, and you will enjoy it," he said, scooting me back to the top of his bed. My head now rested on his pillows.his eyes were a pit of fire placing me in a trans. He kissed me hungrily. Settling himself between my thighs, his c**k twitched against my inner thigh. He slowly kissed my body as he worked his way back down.

Again, my body heated up. He left a trail of fire and tingles and sparks wherever he touched. Feeling his hands all over my body, he palmed my right breast as his mouth found the n****e of my left breast. His tongue made lazy strokes around it before he nipped at the bud. Working his way down, he nipped at my ribs and hips. Making me twitch, he bent down again his head again between my thighs again. His mouth on me, making my head foggy. Jesus Christ, this man is trying to kill me. I thought my mind was barely functioning. His fingers worked their way to my entrance again. Softly, he pushed his finger inside, making smooth rhythmic strokes in and out of me. My p***y walls clenched down around his finger.

Soft moans escaped my lips. “Da… Damon,” I said breathlessly. I needed him inside me. I needed his lips on mine. I need him closer. “Hmm,” he hummed his mouth around my c**t. The vibrations made my eyes roll…my breath catching in my throat. I gathered myself again. “I..I” I said, his tongue flicking a-crossed my c**t as he pushed his finger deeper into my body. My words catching again in my throat. Replacing it, a moan tore from my lips. He moved his mouth off my c**t and replaced it with his thumb. Making slow, lazy circles. “Tell me princess,” he whispered softly, moving his thumb briefly enough to place a kiss on my c**t. “Tell me what you want,” he said, his voice low and hungry hearing it from his lips the want and desire burning deep inside burned hotter as he fanned the flames.