~Selene~
The walls were the same, the bed was made, the closet doors were closed and the lamp was on. My room hadn't changed, but I had. I was different. It wasn't different clothes or a different mood, my whole person wasn't the same and I knew that. I had no clue how this happened and I didn't mind it. I felt safe.
I didn’t jump as I normally did when someone snuck up on me. Damien's fingers graced my skin, they softly caressed my arm, and then went higher up. His head leaned down, his lips hovered softly over his mark and he pressed a featherlike kiss on the wound.
His arm snaked around my waist and his hand placed on my stomach as he pulled me back onto him.
My butt was pressed up against his front and I felt his throbbing needs.
I closed my eyes and my stomach began t
